Wang Baojia and Wang Xingwu are the most lively and active, and are the only two people who will take him out to play.
Wang Baojia held Wang Chaohui and weighed him. Just as Wang Zhaozhao bent down to put the little guy down, he raised his hand and patted his head.
"Hehe." Wang Baojia laughed with his teeth bared.
The seventeen-year-old boy has long lost his childishness, but his smile is still youthful and pure, uh, a little too worldly.
As a chef apprentice, he stays in the kitchen all year round, surrounded by smoke and fire. It would be strange if he didn't have a strong sense of smokiness.
They entered the private room on the second floor together. Comrade Xie Ailian rarely showed her warm side. She took Wang Baojia's hand and asked him to sit next to her.
As I grow older, I see you less and less each year...
Suddenly, the old eyes turned red.
"Grandma..." Wang Baojia said in a panic.
He knew it was because of the cracks on his hands and the calluses on his palms and knuckles.
They had met once during the summer vacation, but it was too quick, and they weren't sitting in a private room like this. He had been hiding it on purpose, so the old lady hadn't noticed...
"I told you to study, I told you to read more..." Xie Ailian wiped her face, hit him on the back a few times in anger, and tears fell.
"Grandma, I couldn't concentrate on my studies, but it's fine now. I will definitely become a chef in the future." Wang Baojia's eyes were red, but he said with a grin.
He turned to Wang Zhaozhao for help, "Sister Zhao, please help me persuade her..."
Wang Zhaozhao shook his head. "I can't help you at all. I have a bigger lawsuit."
I have a granddaughter who lives in Beijing, and I only see her a few times a year... Helping you would be asking for trouble.
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