"Uncle Zhang, how is your business lately?"

"It's almost a lot, I used to charter the venue at every turn, but now although there is no ban on gatherings and dinner activities, it ...... Don't say it, is it the same as last time? Two dishes, two bowls of rice? ”

"I'm sorry Uncle Zhang."

"The family doesn't talk to each other, and the next time you eat, remember to punish yourself with three cups."

"The epidemic will only get more and more serious, Uncle Zhang, you should be mentally prepared."

"It's not listening to you, have you already opened a takeaway platform, and now the order volume is okay, but I'm a little tired."

"You can develop more cheap dishes, so that you can make small profits but sell quickly."

"It's really developed, 20,000 yuan mixed sauce noodle package, mixed sauce noodles, sweet and sour meat and fried dumplings, do you want to try it?"

"Next time, I'm still used to eating rice."

"Then you wait a minute, I'll arrange for someone to send it to you in a moment."

……

Park Dae-gil usually does not order takeout through the takeaway platform, but calls directly to a Chinese restaurant called Xinxingyuan, whose owner, Zhang Yuesheng, is a distant relative.

When he first came to Seoul, he stayed at Uncle Zhang's house, and later signed a contract with YG and lived in a collective dormitory arranged by the company.

It was when he was growing up, and if it weren't for Aunt Zhang's frequent delivery of meals, the nutrition would have been ensured in time.

Park Daeji doubted that he could grow to 183 centimeters.

Order the takeout, go to the shower first, take a shower and come out, and the takeout just arrived.

The time was just right.

Sure enough, not long after he came out of the shower, the doorbell rang.

When I opened the video doorbell, I saw that the takeaway had arrived.

"Hello guest, your takeaway has arrived, please come out and pick it up yourself or put it at the door."

Listening to the voice is a girl, deliberately suppressing her voice.

"Wait, I'll be right here."

Because the restaurant is far away, Park Daeji will tip the rider 10,000 yuan every time he orders.

Park Daeji stepped on the balance bike and slid towards the door.

The road is uneven and stumbling.

Park Daji thought about finding a construction team to smooth out the road.

In the blink of an eye, he reached the door, he opened the door, and the takeaway was placed on the ground, and the rider was not seen.

The electric car was parked aside.

"Madoka, I know it's you."

"Oba, can't you just pretend?"

A pure and lovely beautiful girl flashed out on the side.

Long hair shawl, a small face with a girlish and cute, light blue jeans outline a tall and slender and charming figure.

"I recognize everything, what else do you pretend? Also, don't call me Oba, listen to my goosebumps coming out. ”

"And what do I call you?" Zhang Yuanying said as he stepped on the balance bike and slid forward by himself.

"You slow down, the road is uneven." Park Daji bent down to pick up the takeout bag, closed the door, and turned around to collide with Madoka head-on.

"Hey, it scared the hell out of me!"

The girl threw herself into the man's arms, panting.

Exhale like an orchid.

"I said slow down, slow down!" Park Daji reminded angrily, holding the takeaway in one hand and the girl's slender waist in the other, lest she fall.

"I'm already slow, okay, it's you who have uneven roads and potholes here." Zhang Yuanying readjusted his balance, turned a corner, and continued to drive forward.

This time, though, it's much slower.

The two of them walked one after the other towards the lights of the house in the distance.

"When did you come back?"

"Yesterday."

"Your company is really desperate for money, the epidemic is so serious, and you still go to RB to release a new album."

"We also have RB members in our group, and that's our main market."

"Remember to wear a mask, do you usually wash your hands?"

"Even if there is no epidemic, I often wear a mask and wash my hands frequently."

"That's right, it's very important to maintain good habits."

"Oba, why do you talk like my dad? Old-fashioned? ”

"I've said it a hundred times, don't call me Oba, I'm panicking!"

Madoka's delicate tone and the word Oba simply cost Park Daji's life.

"Agassi?"

"That's right."

"You call me Uncle Dad, and then I call you Uncle? Aren't we messing up with generations? ”

"We have our own opinions, I call you Uncle Dad, and you call me Uncle too."

"That's not possible, outsiders will say that I don't have a tutor when they hear it, and my dad will teach me a lesson when he hears it."

"Call me uncle in private."

"That's not okay, you can deceive yourself, but I can't deceive myself."

"It turns out that Wuli Xiaoyuan is such an honest child."

"That's it."

Park Daji took a deep breath and was too lazy to bother with a little girl.

It's just that the delicate Oba called Park Daji was a little panicked.

Every time I hear it, I can't help but feel excited.

Forget it, eat takeout first, and send her back after eating.

Zhang Yuanying plays balance bike in the living room.

Park Daji couldn't help but persuade: "Be careful, the space here is so small, what should I do if I bump into it?"

"Oba, you live alone in such a big house? What about your girlfriend? ”

"Children's families, don't worry about those who don't."

"I heard that my aunt is urging marriage again?"

"Yuan Hao's mouth, see if I don't tear him!"

"And when is Oba getting married?"

……

"Of course you can't get married without a girlfriend, I'll introduce you to Oba, right?"

"If you talk nonsense, I'll shut your mouth."

"Oba is so fierce! I'm going to call my aunt and say Oba, you can't find a girlfriend, and people want to introduce you to you, and they still murder me! ”

……

I can't manage it, and I don't bother to manage it.

Today's children, unlike in the past, listened to what adults said.

Park Daji is like her age, and she is very obedient to adults.

Don't...... Rebellious period?

Whatever!

Hot and sour shredded potatoes + stir-fried sea greens.

Park Daji sat on the carpet in front of the coffee table and started.

Zhang Yuanying slid to the front, jumped off the balance bike, leaned over to the front, and opened her two big watery eyes.

"That's it? Oba, are you going to eat fasting and chanting Buddha, and you are so vegetarian? ”

"It's hard to digest big fish and meat at night."

"Didn't Oba be meatless before?"

"Your hair fell out of my bowl!"

"Oh, really, what should I do? I'll tell my dad to make another one and add a meat dish for you. ”

"No, you don't." Park Daji casually pulled two tissues and handed them over.

"Rub."

"Hmm."

Zhang Yuanying looked around while wiping the vegetable juice stained on the tips of his hair.

"Oba, can you play the piano over there?"

"Yes, if you want to play, wash your hands first, don't get oil on my keys."

"My hands are clean, I don't have any oil at all."

"Didn't you get your hair on it?"

"Hair is hair, hands are hands, I don't believe you touch it, it's really clean."

The girl crouched down as she spoke, and held her fingers to her eyes.

The ten fingers are slender and green like jade.

It looks really good for playing the piano.

"I won't touch it, but I must remember to wash my hands before playing."

"Got it, got it...... I'm annoyed~"

"What did you say?"

"I've heard it all, and Oba deserves to be absolutely tonal."

Park Daeji sped up his meal.

Zhang Yuanying washed his hands and went to play the piano.

"Oba, what brand of this grand piano is, it looks expensive?"

"Steinway."

As soon as the words fell, the piano sounded, and an entry-level "To Alice" was also stumbled by her, like a road in the yard, uneven.

This is the saying that the more you eat, the more you love to play, a song comes and goes just a few paragraphs, and she plays it so much that she can't go to the village or the store, and the two monks are confused.

It's completely blind playing the piano.

"Madoka, you're completely noise polluted, can you still let me eat properly?" Park Daji put down his chopsticks and looked over there.

The two of them crossed their gazes in the air.

"It's not that Oba didn't teach you well, if you were strict when I was a child, would I play Alice like this?"

"Knowing that I can't play well is still self-aware."

"Don't shy away from the important."

"What does it mean to avoid the important and light, I taught it with my heart, have you studied it seriously?"

"Did Oba really teach with an intention?"

……

Facing the innocent eyes of the girl.

Park Daji really couldn't find a reason to refute it.

He is indeed not a strict teacher, so he didn't teach so carefully at that time, and Xiaoyuan has basically not practiced much in recent years, so he almost forgot a little basic skill when he was a child.

It's good to be able to finish playing "To Alice" in its entirety.