Chapter 203 [Extra Chapter for Han Lili] Father and daughter are of one mind, weighing over 200 pounds!
After hearing that they had finished talking, Zhizhi originally wanted to stay with her father a little longer.
She winked at her uncle, wishing she could snuggle into his arms and beg to spend more time with her father.
Ji Yanjing was helpless. Even if he was the most hard-hearted person, he couldn't help but soften his heart when he met an adorable little girl like Zhizhi who was so cute that it made your heart melt.
"I'll give you two three minutes to talk. I'm going out for a smoke."
Ji Yanjing finished speaking and went out alone to close the door.
Once everyone was out of the room, Zhizhi suddenly turned to her father and asked, "Daddy, are you going to sleep in this room tonight? Won't you be cold?"
"It's okay, I'll give you a blanket." Jiang An affectionately ruffled his daughter's hair, but he couldn't help but complain about Zhizhi's outfit. "Didn't I pack you a little dress and a pretty little cotton-padded jacket? How could you come out dressed like this? You've always loved dressing up, but wearing something so drab, aren't you afraid people will mistake you for a big gray rat?"
"These are Zhenwei's clothes. Dad, how heartbroken will he be if you say that?"
Zhizhi raised her little head, looking smug. She tugged at her cotton-padded jacket and said, "Actually, it's not that ugly. Daddy has to treat all three children equally, otherwise they'll all think you're biased!"
"I'm biased, but my daughter is the apple of my eye."
What is "heart-protecting meat"? Is it delicious?
Jiang Anchao paused for a second, thought about it seriously for a moment, then nodded, smacking his lips as he did so, "I wouldn't dare eat human food, but pork is quite delicious, it goes very well with alcohol."
He used to only eat meat during holidays and festivals, because life was tight and it was good enough to be able to eat meat.
That taste was truly unforgettable.
"When we get out, I'll buy Dad ten pounds of heart-protecting meat and make him a big fatso!"
With bright, sparkling eyes, Zhizhi began earnestly planning a wonderful future for her elderly father.
Jiang Anchao just kept smiling with his lips pursed. Originally, he had been on tenterhooks all day, unable to eat or sleep well.
After all, he was alone in the solitary confinement room, with no sound coming from anywhere.
Now, seeing his daughter making so much noise around him, he felt an indescribable warmth in his heart.
"Oh right, Dad! Wait a minute!"
Zhizhi realized that time was of the essence, and she would be in big trouble if her uncle caught her.
The little cub turned its back, pretending to take something out of its pocket, but actually quickly reached into its space and pulled out a big bag of snacks.
'Splash!'
A dazzling array of snacks were scattered all over the floor in an instant, including chocolate biscuits, braised bean curd sheets, various canned luncheon meats, and even two aluminum boxes of luncheon meat with a very high pure meat content imported from Russia.
"Dad, I knew you weren't eating well here, but being hungry is awful. Here, take these snacks and eat them. And here's more!" Zhizhi rummaged around in her pocket and magically pulled out two big red apples. "Dad, an apple a day keeps the doctor away!"
Fruits, snacks, meat... everything is available.
Anyone who didn't know better would think she had moved the supply and marketing cooperative here. Jiang Anchao, who was originally anxious and not hungry at all, was now watching Zhizhi magically produce so much food.
Suddenly, he also felt a rumbling hunger in his stomach.
"Why are you wearing such drab clothes? You're so small, but you seem to be hiding quite a bit of stuff inside."
Jiang Anchao tore open a bag of biscuits, but he didn't eat any. He handed it to Zhizhi first, saying, "You've used all your savings to buy these, haven't you? You eat them quickly. Dad doesn't like these. They usually bring us food, so we're fine with regular meals."
"You're lying! I'm clearly hungry, Dad. Don't worry, I have plenty of other good food. A bite or two won't make a difference. Dad, you eat!"
"Dad really doesn't like these snacks."
Zhizhi frowned, but had no choice but to take the cookie. She took a small bite and immediately looked disgusted. "This cookie is awful. I don't like it."
Looking at his daughter's lively little expression, Jiang Anchao laughed like a fool, "Alright, alright, you can just pick what you like to eat."
Zhizhi picked up the cookie, deliberately looking troubled, "What should we do with this? It's not good to waste food, is it?"
"Dad will eat what he can't finish."
Seeing Jiang Anchao take the biscuit and swallow it in one gulp, Zhizhi quickly opened the can. She only took a small bite and shook her head, "This canned food isn't good either. It's greasy meat, I don't like it."
As she spoke, Zhizhi swiftly opened the ham sausage and the canned yellow peaches.
"etc!"
Jiang Anchao quickly reached out to stop her, "Sweetie, I know you mean well and want me to eat, but Dad... really can't eat anymore."
He didn't understand at first, but later he saw that Zhizhi only took a small bite of each dish before showing her disdain.
He wasn't stupid; he figured it out eventually.
This is because my daughter cares about me, so she deliberately gave me this food.
Just thinking about Jiang An Chaoguang makes me want to pee my eyes again.
He took a deep breath to suppress the stinging in his eyes.
Just then, Ji Yanjing was about to push the door open and come in. Zhizhi quickly stuffed the entire bag of snacks behind her father.
"...What does it taste like?"
Ji Yanjing waved the air in front of him, feeling as if he had only been gone a short while before a strong aroma of meat filled the room.
Upon hearing his words, the father and daughter immediately denied it in unison:
"It doesn't taste like anything!"
"It has no taste!"
As Zhizhi spoke, she chewed on some dried fish.
There was no way around it; this stuff really got stuck in her teeth. She only ate a small piece, and her cheeks started to hurt from chewing.
Ji Yanjing: "... ..."
Look at the two of them, who can they fool?
He sighed helplessly and could only pretend not to see it. "Let's go, it's time."
"good!"
Afraid of being discovered for the food she had given her father, Zhizhi eagerly followed him outside.
Just as they were about to leave, Ji Yanjing coughed lightly twice, covering his mouth. "Jiang Anchao, do your feet stink? If they do, remember to open the window to let some fresh air in. Don't let the comrades who come later smell it; it's not a good influence."
As he spoke, he casually slapped the table.
Jiang Anchao looked completely bewildered. "Huh?"
When did his feet start to smell?
Oh, right!
His feet stink! It needs to smell like meat, no! It needs to smell like stinky feet!
Jiang Anchao stood up and stretched. Just as he was about to open the window, he suddenly noticed a pack of cigarettes on the table that Ji Yanjing had just photographed.
He raised an eyebrow in surprise, stepped forward, opened the cigarette pack, and found that there was actually a box of matches inside.
Jiang Anchao tugged at his lips, his smile now tinged with warmth.
Well, as they say, it's hard to offer help in times of need.
He really hit the jackpot by giving away two gifts.
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Commander Ji's family
Grandpa Ji had just returned home from outside, carrying a roasted sweet potato in his arms, when his old comrade-in-arms teased him.
"Why run so fast? Your arms and legs are old and frail, do you still think you're young?"
"You don't know anything. My granddaughter's at home. I'll go back early and the sweet potatoes will still be warm." Old Master Ji laughed dismissively, giving his old comrade a cold look. "Old Tan, you don't understand. I can't talk to people like you who don't have granddaughters!"
After uttering those words, Commander Ji quickened his pace, completely ignoring the curses and swears of his old comrades behind him.
As soon as he stepped inside, he found two little kids standing in the living room.
"What's wrong? You can't punish the child! How can you two young people be so inconsiderate of the child?"
"Dad!" Ji Yanjing stopped his wife and said directly, "They did something wrong and are being punished."
"You can't punish someone by not letting them eat!"
Commander Ji looked at him with disapproval. He reached out and cut the roasted sweet potato in half, walked behind the doll in the skirt, and patted him affectionately.
"Zhizhi, come and eat sweet potatoes! Tell your little brother to come and eat too. Grandpa bought big ones, so you two can each have half!"
'Zhizhi' turned her head, scratched her head a little shyly, and chuckled, "Thank you, Grandpa!"
"Oh my god! Who shaved my Zhizhi's head? Wait! Where is my Zhizhi? Where is my big granddaughter?!"
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