Zhu Yunxi saw that the old man seemed to have no intention of speaking before the meal, so he started eating by himself.

A bowl of the long-lost Feixi old hen soup is enough to soothe the wanderer's heart after a year of wandering.

Here’s another dish of smelly mandarin fish from Huizhou Prefecture.

It's fragrant and smelly, but it's particularly appetizing.

The winter bamboo shoots haven't come out yet, but the spring bamboo shoots that come after spring are dried and stir-fried with bacon, which is the best dish to go with the meal.

Zhu Yunxi took big mouthfuls of food, but was not very interested in the drinks on the table.

The little meat ball was held in the arms of the prince's grandfather, and the concubine did not have to worry about it. She just went to accompany the ladies in the harem.

The little meat ball obviously had no appetite today, and his eyes were staring at the bad guy opposite.

Zhu Fuling, who was placed on his lap by Zhu Yuanzhang, stared at the good man who had just lifted him up with shining eyes.

She stretched out her hands again.

"Ancestor... Ancestor..."

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was drinking heavily, immediately lowered his head: "The ancestors are here, why is it important to be well behaved?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he realized something was wrong.

His obedient mouth was still the only word he knew now, but his eyes were staring straight at his bastard father.

No reason.

For the first time, Zhu Yuanzhang felt the same as the prince.

Zhu Yunxi now had a full stomach, carefully wiped his hands clean, and then stretched out his hands to his daughter.

Zhu Fuling's face immediately showed a bright and innocent smile.

He kept shouting Zuzu, Zuzu in his mouth.

Zhu Yunxi raised his head and looked at the old man who had a strange and resentful look in his eyes, and smiled in his heart: "Grandpa, thank you for your trouble."

After hearing what the bastard grandson said, Zhu Yuanzhang felt a little relieved.

It seems that my grandson has some conscience.

So, the old man supported his beloved granddaughter with one hand and her butt with the other, and handed it to his grandson.

Zhu Fuling arrived in Zhu Yunxi's arms. Before her two little feet could stand firmly on her father's legs, she kept trying to jump up. She raised her head high and looked at the high ceiling, and kept chanting:

With.

The meaning is already obvious.

She wanted her father to lift her up high.

On the opposite side, the little meatball being held by the prince's grandfather had his eyes widened.

"Aba Aba!"

The bad guys are starting to attack my sister!

My sister is going to be bullied by bad guys!

Looking at my sister like this, she definitely wants to stay away from bad people.

The little meatball's two little hands were tightly clasped together, but because the prince's grandfather was busy drinking with others, he was ignored. In the blink of an eye, the little meatball's face was already flushed.

Zhu Yunxi was a little helpless.

But he knew that his daughter liked to be lifted high.

then.

"Cackle, cluck..."

"Ancestor..."

"Keke...zuzu..."

In the hall, Zhu Fuling, who suddenly flew into the air and was caught firmly by her father, kept laughing like silver bells.

Not long after, like her brother who still only knew how to play, his face turned red while playing.

The bad guys are so scary!

My sister was almost crying.

The little meat ball was held by the prince's grandfather, but he was worried to death, but he couldn't go to save his sister, so he could only worry about it.

Look for an opportunity to give this bad guy a hard blow.

The little meat ball has not yet grown up, and in its head, there are random thoughts that adults don't know about.

Um?

The little meat ball suddenly trembled.

A few drops of saliva popped out of the corners of his mouth.

Bad guy?

Why did the bad guy come to me?

I haven’t waited for the little meatball to react.

Zhu Yunxi, who just remembered that he had a great son, put his daughter aside and walked to his great son. He hugged his great son.

"Looking at what you did just now, you also want daddy to lift you up, don't you?"

The little meatball's eyes widened, but his heart became panicked.

He was held up by the bad guy, his feet kept kicking in the air, and he lowered his head to look for traces of his sister.

My sister is missing!

He must have been bullied by bad people!

The little meat ball became more and more panicked, and his face became redder and redder.

Zhu Yunxi drank.

The little meat ball flew up.

It’s over!

It’s over!

It’s over!

This meatball is going to die!

The little meat ball flying into the air closed its eyes.

next moment.

The little meat ball was firmly caught by a pair of thick hands under its little arms.

He opened his eyes nervously.

Still a bad guy.

But why do the bad guys laugh?

The little meatball also raised his head and looked at the ceiling like his sister did just now.

Why do you still want to fly?

"Aba Aba!"

The little meat ball panicked a little, clenched his fists, and stared at the bad guy in front of him.

Um?

I'm not scolding the bad guy, but actually urging him?

Before Little Meat Ball could figure out why, he was already flying again.

"Kekeke..."

"Aba aba cacao......"

The little meat ball loosened its clenched fists, opened its mouth, and let the saliva flow out of its mouth, completely forgetting its mother's teachings.

I'm so happy.

Little Meatball can’t understand.

but……

The bad guys don't seem that bad after all.

"He's too fat and heavy. He should feed him less. Brother Chi has learned from the past, we can't do that in our family."

No more flying.

The little meatball's eyes widened again, and then he realized that he had been placed on the ground.
To be continued...