Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

"Classmate Leng, I, I have liked you for a long time."

Ji Lianhuo sat at the table in the cafeteria, looking expressionlessly at the alumnus who handed out the pink envelope in front of him, and Lin Xingxing, who was next to him, almost screamed with laughter.

"Please, brother, his surname is Ji!" Liu Sinian's expression was a little distorted, and he squeezed his chopsticks vigorously, "Can you be more rigorous, don't you really need to know what his surname is before writing a love letter?!"

"Ji, classmate Ji." The alumni blushed and still stood in front of Ji Lianhuo, "I really like you."

"I have a partner." Ji Lianhuo refused with a cold expression on his face.

The alumnus who handed the love letter instantly lost his face, suppressed his disappointment, and held the last hope, quickly put down the pink envelope in his hand, turned around and ran away.

Lin Xingxing skillfully took the love letter on the table, opened his backpack and put it in. Inside were envelopes of various colors, there were always a dozen of them, and there were several small packages wrapped in plastic colored paper, none of which Ji Lianhuo even looked at. Throw it away.

"I used to be a person who didn't wear a backpack in class." Lin Xingxing couldn't help but sigh, "Now I actually carry a schoolbag just to collect garbage."

"Those haven't been returned yet. It's a pity to throw them away. Isn't it a waste?" Liu Sinian smiled and leaned over, "Brother Xing, let's get five or five points?"

"If you are willing to give me a backpack, four or six are fine." Lin Xingxing generously gave the backpack to Liu Sinian.

"There are so many things." Liu Sinian looked down at the things in the backpack, and looked up at Ji Lianhuo curiously, with a very teasing tone, "Brother Ji, so many people have shown goodwill to you, you don't care at all." Tempted?"

Ji Lianhuo raised his eyes and looked at the things in his backpack indifferently.

"My heart is only moved for the people I love. These people are just optimistic about my Leng family's identity and think I look good."

"Then the person you love also likes your Leng family identity, and your appearance?" Liu Sinian couldn't help asking.

Ji Lianhuo was quiet for a moment, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly involuntarily.

"Then I'm very happy. He will like me a little more because of these."

Lin Xingxing looked at Ji Lianhuo's expression, and couldn't help rubbing his arms, "Brother Ji, you have double standards."

"Are all people in love like this?" Liu Sinian smiled and said "tsk tsk", "I'm so sour!"

Ji Lianhuo suppressed his smile, lowered his head and continued to eat, the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly, Ji Lianhuo immediately put down his chopsticks, took out his phone to check.

Lin Xingxing and Liu Sinian looked at Ji Lianhuo with a smile when he saw the phone screen for the first time, and pressed his fingers a few times. After seeing the content inside, the corners of his mouth drooped a little bit, and after pursing his lips to reply, he even took a picture of himself. The meals were also delivered together.

"What's the matter, Brother Ji?" Lin Xingxing's heart of gossip was burning, "Is your date checked?"

"No." Ji Lianhuo put away his phone, "He told me about the holiday arrangements."

"Do you want to go out to play sweetly?" Lin Xingxing raised his eyebrows, the meaning is self-evident.

Ji Lianhuo was quiet for a moment without making a sound.

Ji Dabao was picked up from the remedial class very late, walked tremblingly into the villa, his calves were sore and sore, he sat on his children's chair with tears in his eyes, and swallowed with tears what Mrs. Cheng made Vegetable Butterfly Noodles.

Ji Dabao has not seen his younger uncle and Wang Zhaomou for a long time. The younger uncle is busy with school. When the younger uncle comes back, Ji Dabao has already fallen asleep after a day of intensive study. Wang Zhaomou is also busy with work, leaving early and returning late. I don't have a chance to act coquettishly with my elder brother, so that I can save myself from going to a hobby class.

After eating the noodles, Ji Dabao got off the children's chair with his calves trembling. After learning ballet for a while, Ji Dabao stared down at his future long legs, which seemed to be gradually becoming "O".

There was some noise from the door of the villa. When Ji Dabao looked up, he saw his uncle, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, opened the door and walked in.

"Ba Ba!" Ji Dabao's eyes were full of excitement, and he rushed over, almost bumping into Ji Lianhuo's leg.

Ji Lianhuo had something on his mind, the moment he opened the door he saw something bumping into him, he raised his leg subconsciously, Ji Dabao was pushed up, fell back, fell solidly on his buttocks, his eyes were confused And helpless.

Seeing clearly that it was Ji Dabao who rushed over, before Ji Dabao could react, Ji Lianhuo picked up his nephew to distract him.

"have you eaten?"

Ji Dabao pursed his lips, just as he was about to take a chance on Jindoudou, he heard his uncle asking concerned if he had eaten.

"I ate Ba Ba." Ji Dabao scratched his forehead, recalling what he had just eaten, "I ate butterfly noodles."

"Is it delicious?" Ji Lianhuo looked at the tears in his little nephew's eyes, but they hadn't flowed yet.

"Delicious." Ji Dabao looked at Ji Lianhuo, and hugged his uncle's neck with attachment, "Paba Goose misses you."

"Good boy." Ji Lianhuo stroked Ji Dabao's head with a soft look in his eyes.

"Baba came so early today." Ji Dabao was chrysalis in Ji Lianhuo's arms, looking at his uncle expectantly, "Is Baba on vacation?"

"It's vacation." Ji Lianhuo sat on the sofa, holding Ji Dabao in his arms, "Tomorrow we are going to a place to meet your great-grandpa and aunt."

When Ji Dabao heard this, he shrank subconsciously, "Baba, I don't want to go there."

"It's not living in the past, but going to perform some... traditional ceremonies." Ji Lianhuo didn't know how to explain the worship to the two-and-a-half-year-old child, let alone how to explain to him the death of his grandparents, the death of his parents, etc. died.

Ji Dabao's dark eyes rolled, and he looked at Ji Lianhuo expectantly.

"Baba, isn't Goose going to cram school tomorrow?"

"It may be late to come back. You have to ask brother Zhaomou about the details." Ji Lianhuo is not very clear about how many cram schools Ji Dabao is currently enrolled in and what he is doing all day long. Compared with himself, Zhao Zhao knows these things better .

I only need to sign the agreement and contract Zhao Zhao brought about Ji Dabao, which seems to be enough.

Zhaozhao really worried a lot about Dabao.

When Ji Dabao heard this, he looked at the door expectantly.

When Wang Zhaomou came back from the company, as soon as he entered the door, he saw one big and one small waiting for him at the door. Ji Lianhuo took Wang Zhaomou's suit jacket, and Ji Dabao remembered what Ji Lianhuo made on weekdays, so he hurriedly went to get Wang Zhaomou's slippers , but was cut off by Ji Lianhuo's quick eyes and hands, and was even stared at by his uncle.

Ji Dabao looked at his uncle putting the slippers under Wang Zhaomou's feet, and he was a little bit confused.

Why was my uncle so fierce just now?

"Brother Zhaomou, are you tired today?" Ji Lianhuo went to wash his hands quickly, and helped Mrs. Cheng bring the hot meal to the table.

"It's okay." Wang Zhaomou sat at the head of the table, and in a blink of an eye saw Ji Dabao who was gnawing his fingers beside him.

Thinking of the goal he set for Ji Lianhuo, Wang Zhaomou smiled at Mr. Leng.

Ji Dabao is still Leng Ye, but Leng Ye will no longer be Mr. Leng.

"Ba ba!" Seeing Wang Zhaomou smiling at him, Ji Dabao felt hot, stepped forward and hugged Wang Zhaomou's leg intimately, blinking his eyes, trying to be cute.

"Baba, doesn't Goose need to go to make-up classes tomorrow?"

"I asked Teacher Sun to ask for leave for you." Wang Zhaomou touched Ji Dabao's head with his lower hand, "I heard from the interest teacher that you are very good at ballet."

"Really?" Ji Dabao opened his eyes wide, obviously everyone was making fun of him!

They said that their stomachs are round, and when they wear pantyhose, the children in the same class laugh at their fleshy legs!

"Really." Wang Zhaomou smiled. The teacher of the interest class did say that Ji Dabao understood faster than other children, although his body was a little uncoordinated.

"Look!" Ji Dabao became excited when he heard this, and happily showed Wang Zhaomou what he had learned.

Wang Zhaomou and Ji Lianhuo looked over and saw Ji Dabao with his hands on his hips, his feet together in a figure-eight shape, his legs in a circle, squatting down, then happily raised his hands, and started circling.

Ji Dabao gestured so many times, and he still turned in a decent manner. Seeing the approving eyes of the two, Ji Dabao turned even harder. Wang Zhaomou saw that Ji Dabao's turning steps were a little unsteady, and he couldn't tell the difference between the southeast and the southeast when he stopped. Northwest, stumbled and tilted his body, bumping into the furniture next to him.

Ji Lianhuo rushed towards him almost immediately, holding onto the furniture quickly and stabilizing the antique porcelain plates placed on the furniture. Ji Dabao fell to the ground with a "baa", his eyes circled, and he was still dizzy.

"Brother Zhaomou asked you to dance to shape your body and make you healthy, not to let you destroy another antique." Ji Lianhuo carried Ji Dabao to the corner with serious eyes.

Ji Dabao thought of the antique vase he smashed last time, and couldn't help but feel guilty.

Wang Zhaomou watched as Ji Lianhuo brought a bowl from the kitchen, asked Ji Dabao to raise his hands above his head, and forced him to stand in the corner.

Ji Dabao pursed his mouth aggrieved, and looked at Wang Zhaomou pitifully.

"Turn around and face the wall." Ji Lianhuo looked stern.

Ji Dabao held up a bowl and whipped it against the corner of the wall.

What had been a very happy scene just now was now cast in a bleak gray.

Seeing Ji Lianhuo sitting back at the table, Wang Zhaomou raised his lips and smiled. Ji Lianhuo mistakenly thought that Wang Zhaomou wanted to intercede for Ji Dabao, so he spoke seriously.

"Brother Zhaomou, I know that no matter children or adults, they will accidentally break things. It is inevitable, but Dabao has broken a lot of things. He is a habitual offender. He must be educated."

Listening to Ji Lianhuo's explanation, Wang Zhaomou understood that he had misunderstood himself.

Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and lightly raised his glasses, with a smile in his eyes, "I didn't want to stop you from educating Dabao, I just think it looks good when you teach your children."

Ji Lianhuo was startled, looking at the man in front of him, the heat climbed up his cheeks little by little.

Zhao Zhao... just said that she looks good!

Watching Wang Zhaomou pick up his chopsticks and start to eat, and even put a spare rib in his bowl, Ji Lianhuo's cheeks flushed, he lowered his head and quietly ate the spare rib Zhao Zhao picked up for himself, a thought echoed in his mind over and over again.

Zhao Zhao said that she looks good! ! !

The dining table was unprecedentedly quiet, Wang Zhaomou watched as Ji Lianhuo's face became more and more red, the corners of his mouth turned up, his eyes dodged, and he was too shy to look at himself.

Ji Lianhuo paid attention to Ji Dabao all the time, saw Ji Dabao lower his arms a little bit, straightened up and said harshly, "Go up! Don't be lazy!"

Ji Dabao grimaced, remembering the rhythmic beating he had suffered on his buttocks, and when he heard his uncle yelling at him, he immediately raised the bowl high on conditioned reflex.

After Ji Lianhuo called Ji Dabao, he turned his head and looked shyly at the man in the main seat. Seeing Wang Zhaomou smiling softly at him, the temperature on Ji Lianhuo's face suddenly rose.

Was it a little too deliberate just now?

But Zhaozhao said that she looks so good-looking.

Wang Zhaomou calmly looked at Ji Lianhuo teaching Ji Dabao, seeing Ji Dabao with trembling arms and face full of bitterness, snot and tears, he slowly smiled.

Early the next morning, Wang Zhaomou got up earlier than usual. He had just finished packing his clothes when he heard noises outside the door. Ji Lianhuo had already made coffee and was obediently waiting outside the door.

Wang Zhaomou thanked him, took a sip from the coffee cup, and reminded Ji Lianhuo to change Ji Dabao into clothes of suitable colors.

Ji Dabao was sleeping in a daze, Ji Lianhuo stepped forward to take off Ji Dabao's pajamas, and put him on a little black dress and white socks. Ji Dabao's legs were sore and his arms were sore. Shen, can't lift it up.

After breakfast, Wang Zhaomou took Ji Lianhuo and Ji Dabao to meet Leng's family. When Ji Dabao saw Mr. Leng, he wanted to raise his arms for his grandpa to hug, but he couldn't lift his arms.

"Dabao, let the great-grandfather hug you." Mr. Leng took Ji Dabao from Ji Lianhuo's arms, bowed his head and kissed his little great-grandson's round face. After not seeing him for a while, Ji Dabao's face became round again. Very good food.

Wearing a long black dress, Leng Wanyin also stepped forward to tease Ji Dabao, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Grandpa, aunt." Ji Dabao obediently called out to Mr. Leng in his arms, and when he saw Leng Xiuming in a black suit next to him, he silently turned his head.

Looking at Ji Dabao's appearance, Leng Xiuming raised a meaningful smile.

A group of people got into two cars, Wang Zhaomou and Ji Lianhuo sat together, and Mr. Leng was holding Ji Dabao, and they were in the same car.

This was the first time Ji Lianhuo went to the place where the car accident occurred after he knew his identity. He held Wang Zhaomou's hand tightly all the way, and he almost didn't want to look out.

Ji Dabao was in the arms of Mr. Leng, looking out curiously. He knew this road. In his previous life, his uncle had inconvenient legs and feet, so he would let him come here to pay respects to his grandparents. He would come here almost every year.

Wang Zhaomou felt Ji Lianhuo's nervousness and uneasiness, and put his hand on the back of Ji Lianhuo's hand to comfort him silently.

Ji Lianhuo looked at Wang Zhaomou, tilted his body in front of Mr. Leng, put his head on Wang Zhaomou's shoulder, and rubbed his head lightly a few times.

Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and gently stroked Ji Lianhuo's hair.