The scumbags all knelt down to me [Quick Transmigration]

My uncle has a baby face. He is in his 30s and walks on the street, but he is always regarded as a college student who has just graduated from school. Of course, this is also closely related to his attire.

For a period of time, in order to discuss business, his uncle carefully packaged himself in a false way.

Perennial black suits, white plaid ties, and a pair of oversized black-framed eyes that almost cover half of his face, but still can't hide the childish feeling that hits his face, even worse than before, because he looks like he wants to be fast Adolescent kid who grew up stealing daddy's clothes.

So although his uncle's business is very big, he seldom shows up in person, and always hides behind his back to make up his mind. Although there are many disadvantages, it is better than when the other party feels uncomfortable because he sent a high school student to the negotiating table. Pay attention, it's much better to walk away in the end.

Uncle looked young and was often ridiculed, so he hated that face, even he was very indifferent to people he liked very much, except for Tong Jia and Tong An, his uncle didn't even bother to talk to others.

But it is such a contradictory uncle, besides working every day, his biggest hobby is baking small biscuits.

Because he doesn't like contact with people, he often stays at home and has a lot of free time. The small biscuits he can bake every day can even be supplied to the bakery. It is said that his uncle did open a bakery.

The key is!uncle!he!dislike!eat!Cookies!

So every time Tong Jia and Tong An will be stuffed with small biscuits and pastries of different flavors and shapes, and after eating them with tears in their eyes, they just want to lie down and look forward to their uncle’s eyes Express your feelings sincerely in the next word, so that he can improve next time.

Thinking that there will be small biscuits, bread, cakes, and even various baked goods every day in the future, Lu Xiaoke is really, really happy!where!

Seeing his loveless eyes, Tong Jia pursed her lips and smiled, stood up, turned around and almost ran into Zhao Nan's arms, frowning: "Mr. Zhao? You haven't left yet?"

Zhao Nan shrugged his shoulders: "The beautiful scenery is so beautiful that you will never forget to leave."

Tong Jia frowned fiercely, while Lu Xiaoke was even more serious. He smiled, but in fact he had already drawn out his 40-meter sword in his heart and ordered the system to poke Zhao Daluobo in place, chopping it into a carrot Man.

System: "..." Can I say this is not allowed!

*****

"Grandpa Zhuo, open the door." Lu Xiaoke stood at the door of a villa with one foot, carrying a small pink basket.

The door opened from the inside, and a grey-haired but energetic grandfather stood behind the door. He quickly reached out to help him, then turned around and called, "Zhuoye, come here quickly."

He complained to Lu Xiaoke: "Why did you come here alone again, where is your uncle?"

Lu Xiaoke supported his hand: "My uncle is taking a nap. In the morning he baked buns, and I brought them over to you."

He was crying inwardly, not because it was immoral for him to disturb the old man’s sleep at noon, but because his uncle Cen Hanyi went crazy and baked a messy pile of sugar and butter, even topped with a dessert full of cheese, insisting on him After eating, he also said that he would listen to his feedback after waking up.

What kind of feedback can he have? He watched his uncle unceremoniously pour half a bottle of chocolate sauce on the bread. I'm afraid it will make my brain hurt if I eat it. But my eyes hurt and my nose is blocked.

This question is beyond the outline, and I can only seek help outside the venue.

There is a man with a perfect figure who is wearing a T-shirt and Lu Xiaoke can see the inverted triangle on his back. He seems to have just woken up. When he saw Lu Xiaoke, his eyes lit up, but he looked back. He quickly returned to indifference, and his gaze was fixed on the basket on Lu Xiaoke's arm.

He came over to take the basket, and when he was about to lift the veil covering it, Lu Xiaoke suddenly yelled.

Grandpa Zhuo patted him hard on the head: "Little bastard, I was so startled that I almost had a heart attack."

"How could it be, Grandpa Zhuo is in such good health." Lu Xiaoke smiled embarrassedly, and looked at the man with a look of life after a catastrophe, "Uncle Zhuo, you can think clearly, today's weight is not only yesterday's Twice, even the materials are much more abundant than yesterday..." Lu Xiaoke almost bit his own tongue when he said several times in a row.

The Uncle Zhuo he was talking about was Grandpa Zhuo—that is, the youngest son of Tong An's most admired teacher.

The reason why Lu Xiaoke was so happy to live with Cen Hanyi at that time was also because the system had already found out that Elder Zhuo, who was hidden from the gods, lived next door to Cen Hanyi.

I dare not say anything else, but what Lu Xiaoke is best at is pleasing old people. His eyes are clear and clear, and he always has a silly smile on his face. There are shallow dimples on his cheeks, which can be seen when he talks. Faint traces, more immature and lovely.

In addition, he is sweet and polite, has a good tutor, and has seen a lot of the world. No matter what the elders say, he can answer a few compliments. I wonder which old man would not like this kind of caring little padded jacket.

Within a week of living here, Grandpa Zhuo already called him like his own grandfather.

As for Uncle Zhuo, whose full name is Zhuo Ye, he is a soldier. Because he has to take care of the elderly in the middle of the year, he not only used up the annual leave that he has never taken for more than 20 years, but also took a long vacation that is rare in a century. Cen Hanyi personally baked small biscuits for fun.

Zhuo Ye glared at him, eyes like steel cannons, Lu Xiaoke immediately made a gesture of shutting up like a zipper, shrugged his shoulders and winked at Grandpa Zhuo.

Grandpa Zhuo laughed out loud and helped him into the door.

Lu Xiaoke shook his head again and again: "No need, I can use crutches very easily now."

Just now, because he was carrying something in his hand, the medical crutch leaned against the outside wall, which would allow him to walk two steps. After he came in, he was wearing slippers on his feet. With his two arms, his whole body was suspended in the air. Five centimeters away, he kicked off his shoes and put them on indoors. After taking off his shoes, he winked proudly at Grandpa Zhuo, "Look, the new skills I practiced two days ago."

"You brat, you're not afraid of falling." Grandpa Zhuo was both funny and worried.

Lu Xiaoke just smiled and followed him to the living room.

Zhuoye sat cross-legged on the carpet and opened the veil.

Lu Xiaoke immediately reminded: "Be careful, biochemical weapons are coming."

Grandpa Zhuo poured him a glass of juice: "I know nonsense all day long, and the cookies your uncle baked are still delicious."

"But I can't bear to eat it every day, and it's so sweet, it's really greasy." Lu Xiaoke complained, suddenly turned his face to meet Zhuoye's murderous gaze, and quickly changed his words, "Of course, it's a bit special There are people who like it, Uncle Zhuo, eat it quickly, my uncle is still waiting for the test report on the mice."

Opening the veil, a strong cheese smell wafted out, Grandpa Zhuo swallowed: "It smells delicious."

When he was young, he liked to eat sweets very much. Thanks to his good health and exercise, he ate a lot. Basically, he ate all the famous ones and the unfamous ones. The ones he liked could still eat 360 times a day for five days.

Now that he is older, his blood pressure and blood sugar are generally high, and his diet has been controlled. At this time, he is looking at the small basket in Zhuoye's hand.

Lu Xiaoke quickly grabbed his hand: "No, this is really not good, this time there are a lot of messy things like saccharin and all kinds of cream, if you eat it, you will be poisoned, Grandpa Zhuo, you have to hold back! "

"Ah, no, there is simply too much love here today, Grandpa Zhuo, you can't afford it, we'd better watch the battle." Lu Xiaoke changed his words politely, wiped the sweat from his forehead, Talking with someone with such an aura like Zhuo Ye is really a test, and there is a sense of crisis that the other party may take out a gun and kill him at any time.

Zhuoye took out a disposable paper plate from under the coffee table, first carefully took out the Liuxin cheesecake, and then pressed out a piece of cotton cake, a strawberry chiffon cake, and countless small butter biscuits. But the throat is sweet and greasy, and I drank a sip of mango juice to relieve the shock and get rid of the greasy.

In Zhuoye's eyes, these are all Cen Hanyi's sweet love. He forked off a large piece of Liuxin cheesecake with a spoon, and the Liuxin inside gushed out as if impatiently, covering the whole plate immediately, soaking it Zhuo Ye ate the whole cake in one gulp, and Lu Xiaoke felt a bit colic.

After eating half of the cheesecake, Zhuoye took a sip of tea and switched to the long cotton cake. To be honest, Cen Hanyi's craftsmanship is still very good. Lu Xiaoke had tasted this cake before, and it tasted dense and soft, especially It is moist, and there is a strong milky fragrance after one bite, but he can't bear it every time he makes a long strip, a long strip, then Lu Xiaoke can only choose to die in battle.

But Zhuoye didn't feel it at all, he divided it into several bites with a spoon, and ate it quickly, while Grandpa Zhuo's saliva was about to fall off, Lu Xiaoke quickly talked to him to divert his attention: "Grandpa Zhuo, I Did you read the song that was sent to you two days ago?"

"Looked at it, it's not bad, but there's a short paragraph in it that doesn't fit well with the artistic conception before and after, I'll try to change it." Grandpa Zhuo's mind was no longer on the music at all, and the greedy insects in the air tickled his heart.

"No, no, I sent you a big compressed package. I wrote it a long time ago. I think it's not bad, so I sent it to you!" Lu Xiaoke tried to grab his eager hand, "Look at it Me, didn't you say that I am good-looking, don't you have a cake to attract you?"

Facts have proved that there is no such thing as Lu Xiaoke can hardly catch him.

"..." Lu Xiaoke said helplessly, "Grandpa Zhuo, these are really not edible, how about this, I'll go back and discuss with my uncle, and ask him to make another copy for you with low-fat and low-sugar."

Grandpa Zhuo was reluctant, but he also knew his body, so he reluctantly agreed. The problem is that Cen Hanyi doesn't like to do that kind of food that is relatively low-calorie and healthy. I don't know why, maybe he is a weirdo.

Grandpa Zhuo didn't eat the cake, so he was in a bad mood, so he immediately called for dinner: "Xiao An, stay and eat before leaving." Before he finished speaking, Lu Xiaoke immediately took his basket, "Grandpa Zhuo , please forgive me, I have been drinking bone broth for half a month, and I can’t drink it anymore. Today, my aunt said to make something light, so I went back and ate it. Goodbye, yes, yes, I almost forgot gone."

Lu Xiaoke said seriously: "Grandpa Zhuo, look at the compressed package I sent you as soon as possible. I sent it to a teacher before me half a year ago, oops, please don't beat me. If there is a record, there is a record." Yes, it can be found." He stared at Grandpa Zhuo with aggrieved eyes, "Besides, that teacher is a good person, really, I won't lie to you."

"Little fool, people's hearts are far away!" Grandpa Zhuo has lived for so long, and he has been in this circle, and he has seen a lot in the dark. He really likes this pure white child. On the one hand, he doesn't want him to be stained with any color. On the other hand, I feel that if this goes on like this, I will suffer sooner or later if I don’t understand anything, and the conflicts will not work. I even worry about what to do when he grows up, and will he be eroded by this society?

Lu Xiaoke shrugged his shoulders: "I know, I won't do it in the future, I only sent it to Grandpa Zhuo, don't worry, I have left traces of the previous few times, I asked my uncle, it can be used as evidence, Otherwise, I'm worried now, okay, okay, I'll go first."

"Slow down." Grandpa Zhuo was thrilled to see him jumping happily on one foot.

Who knew that Lu Xiaoke turned around and blew a kiss to Grandpa Zhuo, and then shouted at Zhuo Ye: "Uncle Zhuo, remember to write the report, I will give you a good word in front of my uncle." After finishing speaking He giggled and turned around, and then ran head-on into someone's arms.

"Hiss~" He covered his nose in pain and couldn't lift his face for a while.

"Are you okay?" A deep voice exploded on the top of the head, and the system also exploded, "..." still appeared.

Grandpa Zhuo shouted from behind: "Just tell you to be careful, your child is just disobedient, grandpa, look, where did you hit?"

Lu Xiaoke's eyes were full of mist, and he raised his face blankly to face a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

Lu Xiaoke rubbed and muffled: "It's okay."

Looking at the clock in the living room from the corner of the eye, Lu Xiaoke almost jumped in fright: "I'm leaving first, Uncle Zhuo, don't complain! Otherwise, I won't eat it for you next time!"

After finishing speaking, he nimbly went out with a cane, and kept refusing to let him go: "You guys go back quickly, don't come out, if my uncle sees me, I will be really miserable, Grandpa Zhuo, you too I don’t want to be swollen into a pig’s head when I come next time, and I don’t have the special abilities like Uncle Zhuo, so I really can’t eat so many desserts!”

He was bouncing around while talking, not to mention, he walked quite steadily.

Staring at Lu Xiaoke's farther and farther back, Grandpa Zhuo suddenly turned to the people around him: "What's the matter, I'm fascinated by it."

The visitor put down the car keys and changed his shoes: "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense."

Grandpa Zhuo laughed: "I'm talking nonsense, your grandpa and I are living in vain at such an advanced age."

The person who came was Grandpa Zhuo's grandson, Zhuo Zhuo, the general manager of the Zhuo Group, Cen Hanyi should know him better.

Zhuoyue found out that he liked a man when he was in high school. After confirming that, he went to university three years later and immediately came out with his family. Fortunately, the family is open-minded, as long as their private life is clean, they will not interfere with any of their decisions deeply.

For so many years, there has been no one around, and the family has urged them to say that they have not met any good ones. This is good, and it is better than those children who go out to mess up others and ruin themselves.

With that look just now, Grandpa Zhuo couldn't understand anything.

He chattered behind Zhuo Liang: "I can tell you in advance that I like this child very much."

Excellence: "Yes, yes, you like it!"

Grandpa Zhuo continued: "If he likes men, I will be the first to encourage you to chase him!"

Excellence had a thought.

Grandpa Zhuo sneered: "But if this kid likes women, if you dare to touch him, I can tell you, Zhuo Zhuo, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

excellence:"……!"

Grandpa Zhuo stared at Zhuo Ye, who was still sucking in the cake in the storm, and the crutches knocked on the ground with a dull thumping sound: "Whatever you look at, you are the same! Don't think that if you eat too much, you will like men!"

Zhuo Ye, who was also shot while eating, muttered in a low voice, "You don't know whether he likes men or women."

"Hmph!" Grandpa Zhuo walked to the dinner table, "Do you think the probability of homosexuality is high?"

The two looked at each other and wanted to nod, but they both wisely chose to shut up.

After going back, it happened that Cen Hanyi was still wearing a Doraemon pajamas, and came down from upstairs as if he was sleepwalking. When he saw him coming back from outside, he frowned and asked: "The legs are not completely healed, and I have been running outside all day long." .”

It must be impossible to hide it, so he simply recruited it directly to avoid being seen to suffer, he pretended to be calm and changed his shoes: "No, I really couldn't eat any leftover cookies, so I gave some to Grandpa Zhuo next door. He immediately raised his hand, "I swear, there is really only a little bit left, chiffon cake and a few cookies!"

Cen Han looked at him suspiciously, and lifted the veil: "Have you finished eating so much?"

Lu Xiaoke puffed his stomach vigorously: "Yes, I'm so full of food, Uncle, I just gave it to Grandpa when I couldn't eat any more." He and Cen Hanyi held each other's arms without any sense of disobedience, "Uncle, please forgive me, my mouth still smells like honey, it's just so bad."

Cen Hanyi nodded in satisfaction: "You just want to eat more, seeing that you are skinny and have no resistance at all, and if you fell and suffered a comminuted fracture, then if you were a little fatter at that time, you would have been protected by fat."

"..." Was it a slight fall? I obviously fell from a high altitude, and I had to drop so much fat to ensure that nothing happened, but he didn't dare to say that, and silently helped Walking in with Cen Hanyi's hand.

Cen Hanyi has always wanted to grow up, but not only does he look small, in fact, his thoughts are even more naive when facing acquaintances, and some thoughts that pop up suddenly are simply out of his head.

Lu Xiaoke reminded him more than once before that it is not the Tang Dynasty, and fat is not regarded as beautiful, and the fat that is healthy for the body is raised by meals and various supplements such as red dates, not by piles of junk food such as butter and cream But Cen Hanyi doesn't think so, anyway, it's just that the meat is cute. Don't children like to eat sweets now? To him, Tong An is also a child, so he should naturally like pastries and desserts.

But one time Lu Xiaoke asked him why he didn't eat these things he made, and Cen Hanyi said blankly: "It's too sweet and greasy. When I get older, my tongue can't stand it, so I won't eat it."

Lu Xiaoke could only light candles for Zhuoye silently, and at such an old age, he had to eat so many sweet and greasy little things.

Cen Hanyi suddenly stopped: "To Teacher Zhuo next door?"

"Yes." Lu Xiaoke nodded.

"How can this be done?" Cen Hanyi frowned, "Then, can Mr. Chong Tangzhuo take it well? Wait a minute, I'll go and contact the doctor."

"..." Lu Xiaoke hurriedly pulled him back, "It's all right, Grandpa Zhuo didn't eat much, and the rest went into Uncle Zhuo's stomach."

"Zhuo Ye?" Cen Hanyi asked, tilting his head, blinking his eyes twice, and complementing the Jingdong cat on his chest, the cute Lu Xiaoke was heartbroken.

If you don't force him to eat so many cookies, he can eat dog food.

"Yes, Uncle Zhuo likes to eat very much." Lu Xiaoke hinted carefully, so you can just bring it to Uncle Zhuo in the future, and don't pass me by.

"Oh, he's a nice guy. He used to like my desserts." Cen Han replied after thinking for a while, and then there was nothing else.

Lu Xiaoke anxiously scratched his head and scratched his head. He is already in his 30s. Why is he still not enlightened? From his standpoint, he has no right to say, so he has to work hard for Zhuoye to eat more, but don’t destroy his body, otherwise There is really no hope.

Cen Hanyi helped him to sit on the sofa: "I gave away the two songs you gave me last time."

"Huh?" Lu Xiaoke was still thinking about the cookies, his mind was full of the smell of cakes, and he didn't react for a while.

"A long time ago, I remember that you gave me two demos, saying that you were still creating, and asked me to find out who is interested?" Cen Hanyi took a sip of tea, and his eyes were full of children. Why is everyone so forgetful? Is too thin, the blood can not reach the brain's sake.

Lu Xiaoke quickly remembered: "Yes, yes, I know, those two poems were not written by me, but by a friend of mine who passed away."

"He is an orphan, and he liked to write songs at first, but he didn't expect his illness to be so sudden, uncle, I remember I said that I wanted to find someone who liked songs and would use all the income from this song for charity? How, does this person agree?"

"Uncle, I'm already out, how could it not be possible." Cen Hanyi said with a straight face, "But it's not an individual, it's a charity, okay?"

"Of course." Lu Xiaoke nodded wildly, "This way I can feel more at ease."

These few songs were written by Shui Ziqi in the original plot. Although he is not talented, he is good at copying and pasting. He edited a little here and corrected a little there, but he made a lot of saliva songs. Not bad kind.

Although it is immoral to take other people's things, to Tong An, Shui Ziqi is really the dead friend who grew up in the orphanage!

The dead Shui Ziqi is more entitled to these two songs than the current Shui Ziqi.