Dedicated to the silly little white artist

Four hundred and two

Old man Bai has already prepared tea, waiting for Bai En to come in.

Mr. Bai opened his hand, asked the servant next to him to come in after checking, and said, "Father."

Old Man Bai smiled: "Yo, you're promising, I thought you'd look for the wooden comb first, and then you'd always look for me later."

The father and son suddenly didn't like each other very well, but there is no doubt that they have extremely similar appearances and personalities, but Mr. Bai probably has reached menopause in the past few years, and his dark thoughts can still be suppressed when he was young. Now It's just a mess.

Bai En twitched the corner of his mouth: "You gave someone else's mother's belongings because you wanted me to come over."

"Sit down." Old Man Bai pushed the tea he had brewed to the side of the table, and said, "I won't really do anything to you, don't worry."

Bai En still stood, snorting coldly: "Of course you won't do anything to me, but you can hit me in other ways. Isn't it always like this for so many years? You are not tired, I am tired .”

The smile on the corner of old man Bai's mouth couldn't be put on anymore, he knocked on the table and said, "Is there anyone who talks to father like this?"

"Is there a father who even casually gives away the last relics of his son's mother?" Bai En was not afraid of him at all.

Old man Bai was so angry that veins appeared on his forehead. After a while, he let out a breath slowly, obviously trying to restrain his emotions, and said: "I have taught you a long time ago, don't let yourself have weaknesses. When you were young, you obviously did a good job. Why don't you Did you go back? You and Angelina divorced, and I heard a little bit about it. I don’t blame you for this, so I never put pressure on you. I thought you would play for a few more years and find someone who was right for you. What about you? In a flash, Bai Runze is eighteen, and you actually found someone who is about the same age as your son!"

Mr. Bai said impatiently: "Baby is already thirty!"

"Who are you talking about baby in front of?!" Old Man Bai slapped the table hard.

"A baby is a baby. Even if Zheng He dies of old age, I will still call him a baby before he dies!" Mr. Bai hugged his chest and raised his voice: "You are already seventy, and you will shout when you lose your temper! Louder than anyone else!" Is it right? Whoever has the loudest voice is right, right? Then why don’t you call the doctor over and test who has the bigger lung capacity, you or me?!”

"You, you," old man Bai pointed at Bai En, and shouted, "Nizi! You should have been strangled to death back then!"

"It's really your misfortune that you didn't strangle to death! Otherwise, you would have no one in the hall now, and family gatherings, you will go alone in your generation." Bai En narrowed his eyes: "Tsk tsk, I feel pitiful when I think about it. "

"You don't have to worry about that," old man Bai said in a deep voice, "it's better not to have a son like you, at least I can save my worries."

"I can't let you worry now." Bai En disdains: "My business in country C is doing well, and you came all the way to exert pressure, not only secretly supporting Hongzhi, but also suppressing BEACHER, if not for me News inventory', maybe it really fell into it."

Old Man Bai frowned: "Hongzhi? I haven't contacted them."

Mr. Bai turned his head sideways: "Then... what's it called?" He lowered his head and thought about it.

Elder Bai deduced according to Bai En's thinking, and asked, "Is it Mr. Rong?"

"Yes, it's Ah Rong. Since you have no contact with Hongzhi, how can he come in?" Mr. Bai asked.

Old Man Bai sipped his tea, his mood instantly changed from anger to kindness, and he asked with a smile, "Do you have evidence? If you don't, then get the hell out of here. If you're not allowed to come here in the future, then don't come."

Mr. Bai turned around and left, saying, "I didn't want to come either."

The door is closed.

Old man Bai looked at Bai En's untouched tea in front of him, and was speechless for a long time.

Uncle Quan came out from behind the screen and said, "Old man, why are you bothering?"

Old Man Bai poured out the tea: "I really owed him in my previous life."

Uncle Quan choked for a moment, and said, "No, what I mean is...can't you change the method?"

Four hundred and three

When Zheng He came to Bai Runze's independent small building, the other party was watering the grass in the garden with his hand.

Under the sun, the young boy has light honey-colored skin, naked upper body, handsome appearance, and graceful muscles. Even the slightly long brown hair that is loosely tied only makes him look casual, not a pussy.

...Well, Zheng He admitted that he actually chuckled unkindly when he thought of this word.

Bai Runze raised his head, with a lollipop in his mouth. Against the light, he squinted at the crowd, threw away the faucet, bent down to put on his shirt, and shouted, "Why are you here at this hour? I've been waiting for half a day, that's enough!"

One sentence from Bai Runze made Zheng He reconfirm that the other party was still a brat.As for the outside, you really can't believe it too much.

Dy didn't go in when he got to the door, and went to the opposite or the next door in twos and threes.

Zheng He waved to him: "Hi, I'm sorry to trouble you this time."

Bai Runze still liked Zheng He as a friend. He stepped forward to hug Zheng He, and kissed him: "It's okay, where is Lao Bai? Didn't he come with you?"

"He'll be there in a while, and he's going to the Bai Mansion first." Zheng He replied, he turned his head to look, and asked, "Don't talk about me, where is Ivan? I brought the PSP specially this time." Now, we can play together."

Bai Runze rolled his eyes: "It's lying upstairs. Yesterday, I heard Uncle Quan said something happened to Lao Bai, so I planned to bring him here, but he was so excited that he didn't sleep all night, so he fell asleep."

Zheng He's voice lowered immediately, and said: "Then I won't go up for now. There is movement when the door opens back and forth. Are you watering the flowers? I'll help you."

Bai Runze touched the red mark on Zheng He's neck, and said with a smile, "I found out just now, and you still want to help me like this? Can you stand firm?"

Zheng He blushed and covered his neck: "You are really not cute, can you look like a normal high school student?"

Bai Runze shrugged: "I'm really sorry, you're not the first person to say that about me, so I don't care what you think, and I don't plan to go to college anymore, thank you."

A while ago, Zheng He heard from Sang Bei that Bai Runze had won the first prize in some competition, and that there was a very good university willing to pay high living expenses for him, why did he suddenly stop studying?

Probably because the confusion in Zheng He's eyes was too straightforward, Bai Runze explained: "I finished high school at the age of 12, and I have been hiring tutors since then. I showed the university schedule to the teachers a while ago, and they think that I am now What you need is to start your own business, not to be a dead student."

Zheng He was speechless: "You are really amazing."

"Is there? The Bai family is almost in this way." Bai Runze put down the water pipe, pressed a small square under the corner of the garden, and set a few numbers in it. Zheng He was curious, and the garden was suddenly separated by a few meters. There is a sprinkler.

Zheng He was really speechless: "Since you have a sprinkler, why do you come here and spray it yourself?"

"Think of it as exercise." Bai Runze spread out the sun umbrellas in the garden, and moved a few chairs for Zheng He to sit down.

Zheng He found a bottle of fruit juice on the table, and when he arrived, he tasted it, and it tasted really delicious: "Ivan made it?" He asked.

"How is it possible? He would set the kitchen on fire." Bai Runze said, "I cooked it. I only have one bottle for the whole morning, and I'll make some at night."

"You are amazing." Zheng He looked at Bai Runze with admiration in his eyes.

"Please, what's so difficult about making fruit juice? Don't you think it's scary to be a person who can't cook? ... Also, I learned this from TV, and it's the first time I've made it. I don't want to do it against my will." Listen." Bai Runze was obviously very happy after being praised by Zheng He, but this dead boy was stubborn, and every word he uttered was good.

Knowing Bai Runze's virtues, Zheng He was not angry, poured another glass to quench his thirst, and gave Bai Runze a thumbs up.

Bai Runze couldn't wait any longer, stood up awkwardly, and said, "You drank up all the cooking, I'll cook some more, you sit down and don't move."

Zheng He said: "By the way, I don't like papaya, can I let it go?"

"Got it! There are so many things!" Bai Runze shouted.

four hundred and four

Ivan and Zheng He played games all afternoon, they were both dizzy, and Bai Runze was so angry that he threw them into the garden one by one. The two of them didn't know what to do when the iron gate opened and three black commercial vehicles drove in. Zheng He pulled Ivan and ran over, and Ivan asked, "Is Uncle Bai back?"

"It must be him." Zheng He said, "Let's see what presents he brings us."

Ivan was delighted when he heard 'gift': "Okay, I want the big one."

"Then I want the smaller one." Zheng He was modest.

Ivan thought for a while, then shook his head, and said, "Then I don't want the big one, I'll give you the big one, and I want the small one."

Zheng He felt that Ivan's little face with baby fat was really cute. Although sometimes he said childish words, it was very rare and precious to have a good heart: "Ivan is so good, in order to reward you, I will give you both gifts." Here you go, I don't want any of it." Zheng He teased.

"What gift are you talking about?" Mr. Bai asked after getting out of the car and hearing what the two of them were saying.

Ivan's eyes widened immediately, and he looked directly at Bai En's hand - Bai En had his coat hanging on his wrist, and there was nothing else.

"What about the gift?" Evante asked pitifully.

Mr. Bai was puzzled: "What gift?"

Zheng He said angrily: "Look at the text message I sent you."

"I didn't bring my mobile phone." Mr. Bai instantly understood what was going on, his eyes were full of helplessness, and seeing Ivan's eyes flushed, he suddenly remembered that he had bought a box of small cakes on the way, waved his hand, and said, "Ivan , come and get a gift."

Zheng He was full of disbelief: "Don't take out some used notebooks, watches, etc. to recharge."

"Is that why I'm so unbelievable in your eyes?" Mr. Bai raised his eyebrows.

"Who told you not to look at your phone?" Zheng He said.

Ivan opened the cake box, and there were several small square cakes in it. He showed it to Zheng He, and said, "There are many, we can eat together."

"You really bought it." Zheng He leaned over to choose a cake: "I want chocolate flavor."

Ivan said happily, "Then I want cream."

"Cream cakes are not tasty." Zheng He said, "This, this, the cheesecake is delicious."

Ivan said pitifully, "But I like the strawberries on it."

"Then let's take the strawberries." Zheng He took a fork and put the strawberries on the cheesecake, and said, "Isn't that good?"

The kind-hearted Ivan began to struggle again: "But if there are no strawberries, the person who gets the cream cake will not be able to eat it."

"It's all right." Zheng He then pointed: "The cream cake is for Mr. Bai."

Mr. Bai: "..."