Master, I Need Charging

The reporter who asked the question was nervous for some reason, and some of them repeated their own questions: "Mr. Chen, yes, for Xu... Director Xu Zhicheng... was injured in the RK building, what do you think about this matter?"

Everyone knows who Xu Zhicheng was beaten by...

So, is it really okay to ask the culprit so clearly?

Chen Yuheng's expression was indifferent, and there was an imposing spirit in his body. He only glanced at the reporter lightly, and the other party's legs were soft...

"You ask me what I think?" Chen Yuheng said in a faint tone. After a pause, he spit out three words, "--He owes him."

Everyone: "..."

In a weird silence, the head of the public relations department of RK said one at a time: "This press conference is over. Welcome all media friends..."

...

Mr. Chen in front of the TV snorted, "Don't go home during the holidays! I don't even have a phone call, I always know that I'm playing outside with my majesty!"

Gu Anbao watched the TV silently until he could no longer see Chen Yuheng's figure on the screen.

In my heart, astringent...

It was a bit bitter.

The text messages sent out were as dead as the sea, and there was no news to return. It seemed that he and her were completely disconnected.

I really want to call him.

But he didn't even reply to the text message, so, will the phone answer?

A person like him, once disgusted, will completely ignore it. Just like treating Shen Xinran, no matter how much Shen Xinran tried to attract his attention, he didn't even look at it.

...Is it really annoying?

Isn’t that right? Will you pick her up after this busy time?

Gu Anbao was confused. ——Obviously, when she sent her, was it still good? Why... ignore her?

Not even a sentence of explanation...

On the 9th of June, Gu Anbao ushered in the Dragon Boat Festival.

The custom of the Dragon Boat Festival is to race dragon boats and eat dumplings. So this morning, Gu Anbao cooked two small dumplings stored in the refrigerator by Aunt Xu, and then cooked pumpkin porridge. A simple breakfast was considered complete.

Gu Anbao felt that he had made progress and the porridge was well cooked.

But Mr. Chen apparently didn't think so. He killed two dumplings in a few bites. He stared at the smooth white porcelain plate and asked, "No?"

Gu Anbao replied softly: "Aunt Xu said that the dumplings are not easy to digest and can't eat more. You drink some porridge."

I thought the old man must have lost his temper again. Unexpectedly, he just pouted and turned around to carry a jar of pickles from the kitchen.

Gu Anbao opened his mouth and wanted to persuade a few words: "Aunt Xu said your diet is best to be low in salt and fat..."

Old Master Chen glanced at him with a cold eye, and Gu Anbao murmured immediately, not daring to say more.

Watching the old man finish his breakfast, Gu Anbao packed up the chopsticks, went to the kitchen to clean, and then went to the yard to water the vegetable patch. When she was almost busy, she found the medicine that the old man usually took from the cabinet in the room of Old Chen. The medicines to be taken in the morning are poured out one by one, the traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine are separated, and they are put in a clean napkin and taken to the living room--

"Grandpa, take the medicine."

Father Chen frowned, "What medicine should I take after breakfast! My stomach is panicking!"

Gu Anbao turned his head to look at the wall clock on the wall, "No, it's been almost an hour, and it's time to take medicine."

Mr. Chen waved in disgust, "Let's put it aside, I'll eat it later!"

Gu Anbao carefully placed the medicine on the coffee table and asked, "When will you take it? Take it now. Otherwise, the interval between the medicine and the medicine at noon is too short, which is bad for your health..."

"Long word!" said Mr. Chen impatiently, "I'm holding it in my belly now, so much medicine! I can't eat it!"

Gu Anbao was very embarrassed and hesitantly said: "Or...you going outside and walking? Supper?"

Mr. Chen: "Are you bothered! Let's just talk! Let's wipe the floor of the second floor again! Don't bother me to listen to the show!"

Gu Anbao was speechless for a while, silently persuaded, and persuaded with good temper: "Then I will wipe the floor... Don't forget to take medicine for a while."

"I know, I know!"

Gu Anbao took the mound to the second floor.

As she dragged the floor, she missed Aunt Xu...

Where does she usually need to worry about the old man taking medicine? Gu Anbao was silent in his heart, this old grandpa had a bad temper, so difficult to get along with, and he was particularly anxious...it was really bad to wait...

She only hopes that the three days of the Dragon Boat Festival will pass soon... Aunt Xu will come back soon...

Gu Anbao originally thought that the grandfather was old and he was a junior, so he had to be patient. However, after noon, the conflict broke out again.

Still because of food.

Aunt Li next door did not know whether it was because she wanted to show off her superb cooking skills, or because she wanted to please Master Chen very much, and the prepared lunch was very rich.

Obviously, it is enough to prepare only two common meals, but this aunt Li has taken the whole man's seat!

Six hard dishes of chicken, duck, fish and meat, plus a pot of pork rib soup!

For two people, it's more true, especially...Gu Anbao's share is purely for dogs.

Gu Anbao's eyes just stared at Mr. Chen's chopsticks.

Spicy crayfish

Gu Anbao: "You can't eat spicy food..."

Mr. Chen: "Oh! I can't eat much! Try a few!"

Home-cooked pork——

Gu Anbao: "Aunt Xu said to be low in salt and fat, this dish is too greasy..."

Mr. Chen: "Got it! A few chopsticks..."

Lily green shoots——

Mr. Chen provoked: "Is this light? Isn't it good for health? I ate it. Did UU read www.uukanshu.com?"

Gu Anbao: "...um."

Sauce incense elbow——

Mr. Chen preemptively said: "I know, low salt and low fat, right? I will try one bite and not eat more!"

Gu Anbao: "..."

Gu Anbao's eyebrows jumped straight after eating a meal, especially the sauce-flavored elbow, which looked like a time bomb in Gu Anbao's eyes.

In the end, Gu Anbao was holding the plate with both hands, and summoned the courage to say: "You said it was only a sip! It was already several!"

Mr. Chen smashed his mouth and said, "No more waste, let me stew your elbows again, it will cost others aunt Li..."

Gu Anbao picked up the plate and put it on the other corner of the table far away from Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen's face fell, and chopsticks knocked on the table, "Bring it over!"

Gu Anbao pursed his head and shook his head.

Father Chen's face is even uglier, "Isn't it disobedient?"

Gu Anbao's heart was straight, and he stood up with that elbow, and took two steps back, said: "Aunt Xu said you can't eat this fatty dish! If you want to eat meat, eat the steamed fish on the table! Elbow Can't eat! You have coronary heart disease and must be avoided!"

Mr. Chen said angrily: "It's against you! Give me your elbow!"

Gu Anbao's stubborn temper was also irritated, and he ran to the kitchen with his elbows! Grandpa Chen is chasing behind her!

In a hurry, Gu Anbao rushed directly to the trash can in the corner and fell inward.

Father Chen shouted in pain and pain: "My elbow!——"

After shouting, she found that Gu Anbao did not move, and she was completely frozen by the trash can...

For a long time, Gu Anbao turned to look at Mr. Chen, with a face of grievance, anxiety, and anger. She complained loudly: "Grandpa! Did you throw the morning medicine in the trash?!"