"Alright, I'll order takeout. We'll cook for ourselves tomorrow. What do you want to eat, Yang Yang?”Wan Lele said to her son after settling the luggage.
"Oh, let's eat pizza."
"Alright."
"Ding dong…ding dong…"
Wan Lele took out her phone to look for the takeout phone number and menu nearby. Just as she was about to ask Wan Hanyang what flavor he wanted to eat, the doorbell rang.
The mother and son looked at each other strangely. Could it be Uncle Zhong Jitong who rang the doorbell at this time?
"It really is you!" Wan Lele was speechless when she opened the door. Everyone was upstairs and downstairs. They weren't even neighbors, so why was Zhong Jitong ringing the doorbell?
"What kind of expression is that? I don't want to come up either.”Zhong Jitong impatiently handed the thermal lunch box to Wan Lele." These things are all at my place. It's for three people. I'll take your share."”
Wan Lele let out an " ah " and happily took the lunch box. She muttered to herself,""Mom must have arranged for someone to send it over in advance.”
Zhong Jitong's expression eased a little when he heard Wan Lele calling Mrs. Zhong "Mom" even in front of him.
"Uncle Ji, why are you still here?”Wan Hanyang, who was standing by Wan Lele's legs, looked up and said to Wan Hanyang with an understanding smile,""Thank you for bringing the food Grandma sent over. You can go back and eat now!”
The corner of Zhong Jitong's mouth stiffened, and he heard Wan Lele say,"Yes, you should go back quickly. Don't starve.”
That night, Young Master Zhong didn't eat a single bite. He was so angry that he was full.
At six o'clock in the morning, Zhong Jitong, who was hungry and sleeping alone, was woken up by the sound of clanging upstairs. Hungry and grumpy, the Fire-Breathing Dragon was full of rage.
"Bang bang bang!" A knocking sound that sounded like it was going to tear down a house came. Wan Hanyang, who was assembling a huge model, pursed his lips, threw away the wrench in his hand, and ran out to open the door.
Looking through the peephole, it was indeed that bad-tempered Uncle Ji.
"Uncle Ji, what's the matter so early?”Wan Hanyang opened the door slightly and asked Zhong Jitong.
"Brat, didn't your mommy teach you not to disturb the people early in the morning?”Zhong Jitong's face was dark. He felt that this little guy was a troublemaker.
Wan Hanyang immediately realized that he had woken Zhong Jitong up when he was assembling the model.
"Uncle Ji, I'm sorry." "I really didn't expect you to be such a light sleeper at such a young age. Didn't they say that old grandpas would only be woken up by the slightest sound?"”
Zhong Jitong didn't leave, but instead narrowed his eyes at Wan Hanyang, sizing up the kid's face that resembled his.
"Fortunately, your surname is Wan and not Zhong. Otherwise, I would be exhausted just by dealing with other people's complaints.”Zhong Jitong couldn't understand how Wan Lele educated this child. How could someone teach a child to be so sharp-tongued?
Wan Hanyang's relaxed expression changed slightly. His eyes flickered as he said to Zhong Jitong,""By the way, Mommy told me that if you come up after you wake up, I'll leave you at home. She'll come back later to make breakfast. You'll have a share as a thank you gift for last night's dinner.”
"Would Wan Lele be so kind?" Zhong Jitong looked at Wan Hanyang suspiciously, feeling that there was something fishy going on.
"Since you don't believe me, then go back. I'm glad that no one is snatching breakfast from me!”Wan Hanyang really didn't have any intention of asking her to stay. He raised his hand and was about to close the door.
"Wait!" Zhong Jitong pushed the door inside and said generously,"Since Wan Lele wants to repay her, I have no reason not to give her face.”
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