Chapter 292: Dumplings

"That's just going to follow the trend, if you really want to fight, he's still far away." Ji Hongyi waved his hand.

Ji Botao smiled bitterly again: "Ancestor, you don't have to test me, I really don't have any ideas, I just want to keep a pair of grandchildren safe." "The eldest brother has been trained as a successor since he was a child, no matter how bad he is, at least he is better than him, and he still has this self-knowledge.

When Ji Hongyi heard this, he looked at him carefully a few times to confirm that he was sincere, and then asked, "What do you need me to do?" ”

Ji Botao understood that he had temporarily passed the temptation, and immediately replied: "The big war is coming, Ozu and I will go to the defense area in person, and we have no time to take care of our two grandchildren, I hope you can send someone to take care of one or two." ”

"It's as simple as that?"

"This is on the one hand, and on the other hand, about the awakening of innate spiritual power, I hope to keep it a secret for the time being, so as to avoid the child receiving too much attention, which is not conducive to his growth."

Ji Botao expressed it quite implicitly, how could Ji Hongyi not understand the deep meaning of his words, he couldn't help but walk left and right and think deeply, he was weighing the necessity of his direct involvement, and only after a long time did he make up his mind: "Go back and arrange for the mother and son to come to Yanhuangxing, and I will personally confirm the child's situation." "The awakening of innate spiritual power is unheard of, he must see is believing, if he can obtain enough data, maybe he can cultivate more genius children, thinking of this, Ji Hongyi can't help but his eyes shine.

Ji Botao secretly glanced at the other party's face, secretly said that it was not good, and said stubbornly: "Ancestor, I'm afraid this won't work, I have promised the child's mother that I can't restrict her freedom, and I can't use the child as an experiment to study, so ......"

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Ji Hongyi's face was longer than that of a donkey, and there were still people in the Ji family who told him about the conditions, which was unreasonable.

"Old Ancestor, let me explain, you also know the mother of this child, the one you warned us not to offend as much as possible, she has made several great contributions to the Ji family, and I have to consider her conditions."

Ji Hongyi frowned, "Ling Xiyao? ”

"That's right, it's Xiaotian's mother."

Ji Hongyi's excited mood gradually cooled down, to be honest, he didn't want to miss this opportunity in his heart, the first case of innate spiritual awakening, the opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but Ling Xiyao is a person he can't see through, he is worried that rashly offending will affect the fortune of the Ji family, weighing the pros and cons, in the end he decided to take a risk, and said: "No matter what, let her come here, by the way, call Xiaotian and Ozu together, the spiritual power research project needs them." ”

"If Xiao Tianhua wants to participate in the study, Ozu must also take up his post in the defense area, I'm afraid I won't be able to spare time." Ji Botao said dyingly.

"These are small things, I have made up my mind, you find a suitable reason to arrange for them to come, the sooner the better." After the order, Ji Hongyi decisively closed the communication.

Ji Botao was worried about the empty secret room, he now regretted going his own way, and now not only did he put his unborn grandson in, but even Ozu and Xiaotian's father and son couldn't run away, and he didn't know how to explain to them.

And Ling Xiyao and the others, who said that the meeting ended, did not go back to the room to rest, but at the insistence of Ji Song, they gathered around the table to enjoy delicious dumplings, and because they missed the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner before, everyone did not refuse. Everyone ate almost a whole plate, but Ji Song couldn't be happy, and there was no one more excited than the busy chefs in the kitchen, and the more the master ate, the more money they would get.

"The dumplings are so delicious, I'll eat them again tomorrow." Ji Yuntian, who ate dumplings for the first time, was so rare that he couldn't finish eating.

"Little Master can eat whenever he wants." Ji Song replied.

Ling Xiyao actually has no preference for dumplings, the reason why she finished eating a whole plate was that she was completely hungry, to her surprise, Huang Luoxuan, who has always been particular about eating, actually ate more than usual, and commented on the level of dumplings with several fillings while eating, and seemed to have a soft spot for dumplings, only Ji Wenjin was silent, looking up at the direction of the study on the second floor from time to time.

After eating dumplings and enjoying the colorful fireworks show of the whole day, the New Year's Eve customs are really over, although this New Year has a little twists and turns, but overall satisfied.

"Mom, I'm going to sleep with you tonight." When he went upstairs, the little guy took Ling Xiyao's hand and looked forward to it.

Ling Xiyao agreed without thinking about it, and then looked at Ji Wenjin with big eyes, she slept in her room yesterday due to etiquette, and today for the New Year, she didn't want to sleep by herself, the little guy was like that, his big eyes were shining, Ji Wenjin couldn't resist it, and reluctantly agreed to give them half of the big bed, and the mother and son were so happy that they couldn't keep their mouths together.

However, when the two finished washing and were ready to go to bed, Ji Wenjin's figure disappeared.

"Mom, where's Daddy?" The little guy took the lead in throwing himself into the two-meter bed, tossing a few times, and rolling several times with satisfaction, although his bed was also very large, but it felt like it was not as comfortable as his father's bed.

"I don't know, you send a message to ask." Ling Xiyao said helplessly, she let go of her suite to wash, and she didn't know how to cut it.

The little guy responded obediently, and immediately dialed a communication, and after a few seconds, the little guy said in frustration: "Dad doesn't answer the communication, he talks about things in Grandpa's study." ”

"What can happen at such a late hour?" Ling Xiyao expressed doubts, but she was a little uneasy in her heart.

"Who knows, adults always have a lot of things, Mom, you lie down first, let me see if my brother is asleep." My brother is not very well-behaved today, and he has to check it himself to be relieved.

Ling Xiyao was so cute by his little adult appearance that he couldn't do it, holding his tender face and kissing him heavily, causing the little guy to protest repeatedly, after laughing, the little guy finally put his head against her belly, closed his eyes and quietly felt the movement inside, Ling Xiyao touched his little curly hair and didn't speak, the little guy disliked his younger brother on his lips, in fact, he cared more than anyone else, his son was sensible, she was happy in her heart, and suddenly remembered her previous decision, she calculated the time and sent a message out.

The little guy listened for a long time, and then looked up and said, "Mom, my brother recognized me and said good night to me, he was too sleepy to sleep." Just now, he seemed to hear someone calling his brother with his mental power.

Ling Xiyao touched his son's little face and joked, "Then did he recognize who his mother was?" She didn't believe her son's nonsense, the baby was so small, how could she recognize people with mental power alone.

"Of course, my brother also said goodnight to you and Dad, and said that it was a pleasure to see us today." The little guy had a very serious expression.

"Baby, you're so fake!" Ling Xiyao couldn't help but stare at him, just when she was eating dumplings, she specially used her mental power to communicate with the baby in her belly, and the other party didn't bird her at all, and it was estimated that she had slept like a pig.

"What I said is true, and my brother also said that he likes to eat dumplings."

"You little villain, full of lies, I'm going to destroy you on behalf of the moon."

"Haha, what I said is true."

The mother and son made a mess again, and Ji Wenjin, who didn't know when he entered the house, saw this, and the melancholy on his face was slightly reduced.