Three voices rang out at the same time: "Me!"

Shen Yizhi looked at the young, the boy and the old man who were crying for food in front of him and couldn't help laughing, "You two play rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins gets to eat the meat."

Cui Mi rolled up his sleeves: "Come on!"

He doesn't have the air of a literati or scholar at all, he is very down-to-earth.

Anyway, he felt that he no longer had any image to care about in front of the younger generations, so he stopped pretending.

In the end, the two adults were defeated by Qing Bao, and the palm-sized steak was put into the plate by him.

Cui Mi looked at it with envy and came over: "Qingbao, give me some."

Then Qing Bao really gave him “a little”.

Cui Mi was dumbfounded when she saw the tiny piece of meat the size of a fingernail on the plate.

Cui Baoluo reached out and snatched the small piece of meat, chewed it in a few bites and swallowed it, "Mm, it smells so good!"

"Silly girl." Cui Mi pursed her lips and scolded.

After tasting the meat, Cui Baoluo became even hungrier. He leaned on Shen Yizhi's shoulder and looked at the meat sizzling on the grill, his eyes shining.

"Here, this one is for you." Seeing her greedy look, Shen Yizi picked up a piece of pork belly and fed it into her open mouth.

The meal was so satisfying.

"Mom, eat some meat." Qing Bao forked a piece of meat and put it to Shen Yizi's mouth.

Shen Yizi was so touched that her son now knew how to respect her, and she ate the meat happily.

Cui Mi looked at the scene with resentment and decided to take action himself.

Several people happily ate barbecue and talked about their experiences after they separated.

Upon learning that Cui Baoluo had won the four-college competition and would soon report to the Imperial Capital Juntian Academy, Shen Yizhi put a freshly roasted chicken foot on her plate and said, "Congratulations."

"Sister Zhizhi, your congratulations are too insincere. How can one chicken foot be enough? You need at least three... no, five. And give me three or five pieces of chicken and steak. Big chunks of meat are the best."

Cui Baoluo said as he chewed on the duck neck.

Eat what's on the plate and watch what's on the grill.

Shen Yizhi smiled: "Okay, as long as you can eat it."

After listening to Shen Yizhi's experience in the secret realm, Cui Baoluo was very envious. Of course, she was more interested in the part related to food and asked about many details.

Shen Yizhi suddenly remembered: "Oh, why didn't I see Mr. Mo?"

Mo Feiyang left with her at the beginning.

A trace of confusion flashed across Cui Baoluo's eyes, and a vague shadow flashed through his mind, but he could not remember who it was.

She was just thinking about how to fool him when Cui Mi snorted, "Don't mention that guy. I get angry when I mention him. He actually wanted to take my precious granddaughter back to his home. He's dreaming."

Shen Yizhi cast a teasing look at Cui Baoluo, and Cui Baoluo lowered his head, looking shy.

"And then you drove him away?"

Cui Mi took a big bite of meat and said, "How can I chase him away? He said he had something to do at home and had to go back."

"I was wondering why the house smelled like barbecue. It turns out Zhizhi is here."

A hearty and deep voice was heard.

Shen Yizhi looked over and called out "Uncle".

The person who came was Wang Qiantang. Compared with a few months ago, he was now full of vitality, his eyes were bright, and it was obvious that he was living a happy life.

Cui Baoluo greeted him warmly, "Dad, you're back? Are you tired? Come and sit down and have a cup of tea."

"Why are you so attentive to dad today? Do you want me to help you make some pranks again?" Wang Qiantang had his reasons for saying this.

Before, Cui Baoluo transferred to Zhengrong Academy and was often teased by her classmates. She was not the kind of person who would hide the bullying from the adults, so she went back and complained to the two heads of the family.

As the dean, Cui Mi couldn't take direct action, so he hinted to the teacher to assign more homework, and if the students didn't hand it in, they would be severely punished. This could be considered as using public power for personal gain to vent his anger for his granddaughter.

Since Wang Qiantang couldn't get involved in the academy, he made a lot of gadgets for Cui Baoluo, such as ink marbles and sky-high firecrackers.

They are not very powerful, but they are perfect for playing tricks on people.

For example, if an ink marble is thrown at a person, the marble will explode and the ink inside will splash out, polluting a wide area. The ink also has an unpleasant odor that will last for several days even if the ink is washed off.

After doing this a few times, no one in the college dared to mess with Cui Baoluo anymore, and she also established her status as the female bully in the class and even in the college.

Cui Baoluo's body stiffened for a moment, then a smile appeared on her face: "How could that be? Isn't it enough for my daughter to care about you a little?"

"Okay, of course. Dad is very happy." Wang Qiantang touched her head.

Cui Baoluo ducked and dodged, "Dad, you messed up my hair."

Although it was a complaint, it was full of intimacy.

Wang Qiantang laughed loudly, walked over and picked up Qing Bao, weighed him and said, "Good boy, you are a lot heavier now."

Cui Baoluo brought over a plate piled with grilled meat, "Dad, eat some meat. Sister Zhizhi grilled it. It's delicious."

Wang Qiantang picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, eating most of the palm-sized steak, nodding as he ate.

What's more, because this was brought by my daughter, I felt very happy.

Cui Mi snorted twice and turned away, obviously jealous.

Suddenly a plate appeared in front of him, and on the plate was Cui Baoluo's face with a flattering smile.

"Grandpa, come and try this grilled shrimp balls."

Cui Baoluo peeled the shrimp balls and fed them to Cui Mi with his own hands.

Cui Mi couldn't hold it back any longer. He happily ate the shrimp balls. The chewy and tender taste made his eyes light up. He took the plate from Cui Baoluo and buried his head in peeling the shrimp balls.

Shen Yizhi looked at the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren enjoying the delicious food, and hesitated whether to tell them the truth about Cui Jing's accident.

But then they thought that as Cui Jing's relatives, they had the right to know.

After eating and drinking, several people sat in the pavilion and enjoyed the night breeze comfortably.

At this time, Shen Yizhi took out the photo stone and played the previously recorded video.

"...This girl named Cui Baoluo...When did Mr. Cui have a granddaughter?"

Hearing his own name, Cui Baoluo looked over subconsciously, and Cui Mi and Wang Qiantang's attention was also attracted.

"The one we found a few months ago was Cui Jing's daughter who was born outside."

When Cui Mi heard the name "Cui Jing", his hand shook violently and a shrimp ball he had just peeled fell to the ground. However, he did not care at all and just stared at the photo stone on the table from which the sound came.