Director Cai clutched the red plastic bag tightly, glanced at the curious staff with an inscrutable expression, and asked in a suppressed voice, "Who among you bought pig intestines? Huh? You actually put the pig intestines you bought into the guests' 'dinner'? Very well, I'll take it as you giving the guests an extra meal!"
Director Cai believes that it's impossible for children to draw something as technically demanding as pig intestines, right?
Unless it's a kid with really weird tastes.
"Oh my, it really is pig intestines! I love this!" Si Yiming was so happy he almost jumped up. He wasn't interested in the cola, bananas, or bread that Si Jingxuan had drawn in front of him, but pig intestines were his favorite.
Director Cai quickly put on a sly smile and carefully opened the bag of "pig intestines," revealing a small bowl of dark stuff inside, with red powder floating on top.
Director Tsai: "!!!"
Simin: "!!!"
The two grown men exclaimed in unison, "What the hell? It's stinky tofu?"
Simin was on the verge of tears; his heart, which had been soaring with the hope of eating pig intestines, instantly turned ice-cold.
Heavens above, earth below, I want to eat pig intestines, not stinky tofu!
On the other end, Sisi looked at Si Jingxuan with adoration, her little voice rising excitedly, "Brother, you drew stinky tofu for Daddy! You're so amazing~~~"
She wanted to give her dad some stinky tofu, but she didn't know how to draw it, so she had to give up.
Si Jingxuan rarely showed a proud face, "What's so difficult about it? It's just a rectangular block, with some red chili peppers and scallions on it, and the words 'stinky tofu' written on it."
Sisi's smile faded considerably, her chin resting on her knees as she weakly replied, "But I don't know how to write the 'rotten' character in 'stinky tofu'~"
Si Jingxuan adopted the demeanor of an older brother and lectured Si Si: "See, I always tell you to practice your calligraphy properly but you don't. Now you know why."
“Mmm~~~” Sisi rarely did not refute Si Jingxuan.
Listening to the conversation between the two children, Si Yiming felt like crying. He looked at the proud Si Jingxuan with resentment and said, "You are really my good son. When did I ever like to eat stinky tofu? It's your mother who likes to eat it. I'm just risking my life to accompany the beauty."
A muscular man over 1.8 meters tall is feeling wronged~
"Haha~ Brother Si, your Jingxuan is so thoughtful! He's really considerate. Look, bread is filling but makes you thirsty, and stinky tofu is spicy. That's where cola comes in handy—it quenches thirst and relieves the spiciness. Then there's a banana, dessert after the meal. Tsk tsk, I have to say, Jingxuan knows how to manage money!"
Simin: "..."
Shut up! I'm not listening! I'm not listening! I'm not listening! Director Tsai is chanting sutras!
Director Cai stuffed the stinky tofu into Si Yiming's hand, humming a little tune, and opened another storage box.
"Let's see what Sisi baby bought!"
Sisi stood up, raised her little hand, and beamed, "I bought some yummy food~~~"
"Really? Then let me take a look~~~"
Director Cai casually grabbed a handful, exclaiming, "Wow, jelly! And an apple too! So refreshing!!!"
How old is this Siming? Still drinking Shuangwaiwai?!
Director Cai's lips twitched, and he praised, "Brother Si, look how in sync your two darlings are! The things they bought are not only filling but also thirst-quenching and spicy."
Siming rested his chin on his hand, expressionless, waiting for Director Cai to "unwrap his gift." "Heh~ what's the last one?"
The last item was definitely not a "good thing," and his heart was pounding in his chest.
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