"Zhanxi, give me a hug!"

"Okay, give me a hug."

After Zhanxi picked up Jin Ling, she smelled a faint smell of alcohol on him and said in surprise, "Tuan Zi, did you touch the wine?"

The two jars of wine on the table were almost empty. Jiang Cheng fell asleep on the table without a care for his image. The wine cup in his hand rolled sideways twice and then rolled back, hitting the wine jar and making a soft 'clang' sound.

She twitched the corner of her mouth and took out a handkerchief to wipe her cheek. Her fingertips touched a bite mark.

Five minutes ago, Kim Kwang-yao said, "I'll leave Jiang Zongzhu and Ah Ling to you," and then left, leaving her to observe the messy scene. She cursed in her heart, "Crazy! Is this family all irresponsible?"

Jin Ling was in a daze and just wanted to bite his own face. Zhanxi grabbed his face to stop him. Unexpectedly, the little guy blinked and burst into tears, which attracted the attention of the customers in the restaurant.

After putting a few pieces of silver on the table, the restaurant owner's face softened.

If it weren't for the fact that she had encountered more difficult things, Zhanxi would have died long ago.

She felt that she was not holding a soft ball in her arms, but a little fierce beast.

She bullied others and was capricious. Everything had to be done according to him. If she was not happy, she would give you a tearful feast. She was completely like a spoiled young lady.

"Ah Ling, be good. Don't cry."

Zhan Xi wanted to use the star candy to make Jin Ling happy, but he snatched the star candy and threw it to the side. The candy fell into the bowl and splashed onto the guest by the window. He puffed up his face and continued to cry as if he didn't need any money, continuing to squander his tears.

She rolled her eyes and said in her heart, "I want to die now."

The people in the store probably didn't dare to reprimand Jin Ling because of Jiang Cheng and Kim Kwang-yao.

Zhanxi poked Jin Ling's face, and he immediately stopped crying. He raised his hand and poked her face as well, his expression as if he had discovered a new world.

Zhanxi stared at his teary amber eyes and rejoiced in her heart. "You're not crying anymore?

It's good that you're not crying. "

Although it was embarrassing to be poked in the face, Zhanxi had long been used to being flexible in front of children who didn't know much about the world.

If the other party had been an adult, she would have crushed him directly.

As the saying goes, adults who cause trouble are always the same as children who deserve a beating. Suddenly, Chan Tzu-yeon's drunken voice rang out in his mind, as empty as the chime of a bell in the middle of the night.

Zhanxi sat down on the bench. She lowered her head and held Jin Ling's hand, which was balled into a fist.

"Tuan Zi, why did you drink secretly?"

Zhanxi lifted his chin as if teasing a puppy. Tuan Zi rubbed against her arms and fell asleep after a while.

She yawned and said in her heart, "Yes.

It's indeed time to sleep. "

Zhanxi thought that she was a vengeful person, and she always kept her words.

After carrying Jiang Cheng back to the room, she had already given him enough face. She threw him on the bed and left.

She turned around and walked to the door. After a pause, she turned back with a mobile phone in her hand.

Zhanxi often felt bored, but she rarely did pranks. This time was an exception.

[Wow, Jiang Cheng, Jiang Zongzhu, and Mr. Jiang were knocked out by two jars of wine.]

Ten minutes later, Zhanxi opened the door while flipping through the photo album. Suddenly, Jiang Cheng's angry roar came from behind, "Wei WuXian!!!!

You cowardly liar!!!! "

Zhanxi was so shocked that her body trembled. She couldn't believe it, "Sleep talking?!

I seem to have heard it somewhere … Hmm?! "

She waved her hand and closed the door. She tried to break free from Zidian, but to no avail. "Ah, it's like a snake."

She looked up and stared at Jiang Cheng, who stood up shakily and walked to the door. She said, "Mr. Jiang … No, Jiang Cheng, untie me. Why did you tie me up?"

"You?"

Jiang Cheng pressed her shoulder and narrowed his eyes. He didn't notice the disdain in her eyes at all. "Why are you here?"

"What do you mean 'why are you here'?

You brat, take back Zidian when you wake up. "

She kicked his calf. "Mr. Jiang is an old man, and he's also the master of an aristocratic family. How could he get drunk in a restaurant?

You're so shameless. "

"You –!" Jiang Cheng was furious. He calmed down and took back Zidian. "Can't you say something nicer?"

"Mr. Jiang's words are so nice." Zhanxi tidied the creases on her coat. She looked up and glared at him. "How interesting."

He wanted to tell her to get lost, but then he thought of Jin Ling and asked, "Where's Ah Ling?"

"He's sleeping in the next room." She quickly left after answering.

Jiang Cheng thought to himself, "Damn, Kim Kwang-yao didn't take Jin Ling away?!"

*

After Jin Ling returned to Yunmeng, he suddenly had a fever.

Jiang Cheng and Zhanxi both thought that he got sick because he was looking for trouble on the road.

Fairy sat at the door and ate dog food. Jin Ling sat on the bed and reluctantly drank the bitter Chinese medicine. After half a bowl, he complained, "It's so bitter!

It's so disgusting! "Now he felt that even the dog food Fairy ate tasted better than this bowl of medicine.

But no matter what, he couldn't steal Fairy's food.

Jin Ling stared at Fairy's tail, which was wagging with her back to him. He was almost bored out of his eyes, but that was it.

He put the bowl on the table, grabbed the quilt, and fell asleep. At this moment, Jiang Cheng came in and looked at the remaining half of the medicine in the bowl. With a sullen face, he sternly said, "Finish the medicine before you sleep."

Jin Ling ignored him and didn't move. However, Jiang Cheng knew that he was pretending to be asleep. He lifted the blanket and pulled him up.

Jiang Cheng repeated, "Finish the medicine before you sleep."

Jin Ling said with a bitter face, "Alright, I got it!

Don't keep grabbing me!

I'm not three years old! "

Jiang Cheng was angry. "Who's the one pretending to be three years old in front of that Zhan guy?!"

Jin Ling held his breath and finished the medicine. Not even the dregs were left.

He turned his head and saw a plate of osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root on the table. He grabbed a piece and put it into his mouth. The sweetness covered the bitterness and made him feel much better.

Jiang Cheng pulled a chair to sit beside his bed and asked, "I heard her say that you secretly drank wine in a restaurant?"

"I'm just curious.

Who told Uncle and Zhanxi to drink all day? Zhanxi always goes to restaurants, and Uncle always takes me out to eat in restaurants! "

"Jin Ling –!"

"Children grow up watching their parents' backs. Then I grew up watching Uncle and Little Uncle's backs.

It was Uncle who drank first, and it was also Uncle who led Ah Ling astray. "

He was righteous.

He spoke with conviction.

# [Jin · Four Years Old · Sharp Tongue · Ling] online #

Nonsense!

Little bastard, you dare to teach your Uncle a lesson!

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a while, then he understood. "Zhanxi taught you all this?"

Jin Ling nodded.

Jiang Cheng muttered to himself, "How did she grow up safely? Drinking all day."

"Zhanxi said that she grew up watching her sister's back, so she drank."

Jin Ling took a bite of the glutinous rice and lotus root. "She also said that there's nothing that ten glasses of wine can't forget. If there is, then drink ten more glasses.

Uncle, is there something you want to forget as well?

You drink a lot every time. "

Jiang Cheng didn't answer. He was in a daze for a long time, then he snorted coldly. "If you dare to become that kind of drunkard, I'll break your legs."

Jin Ling didn't understand. Was Uncle referring to himself or Zhanxi?

"Uncle, when will Zhanxi come to see me?"

"In the evening."

That was just a casual remark from Jiang Cheng.

In reality, Zhanxi had already taken a seven-day leave to go to Gusu City for the sake of her cook, who was very good at cooking.

In the evening, the doorman brought in two boxes of snacks and a note.

Jiang Cheng thought, 'Just right, I don't need to ask the kitchen to make other snacks to deal with Jin Ling.'

Jiang Cheng threw the boxes of snacks to Jin Ling and said, "She has something to do, so she won't be coming for a few days."

Jin Ling put away the boxes of snacks and carefully read the words on the note. His cheeks were obviously puffed up, and he snorted something, but Jiang Cheng couldn't hear it clearly.

He probably didn't like it, so his illness acted up again. He was unhappy, so he threw a tantrum.

Who are you throwing a tantrum with?

The person standing in front of you now is your Uncle.

Jiang Cheng patted his head and said, "You're so clingy."

Jin Ling immediately replied, "It's not like I'm the one clingy."

Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a sense of loss, as if his cabbage had been eaten by a pig.

"You think you're so capable now that you're a year older? You dare to roll your eyes at your Uncle?!"

"Uncle!

You — I'm the injured one!

You can't hit me!! "

*

Zhanxi suddenly sneezed and quickly pulled her scarf tight, thinking, "It's so cold."

"Miss Chan, it's so scary inside. I-I don't dare to go in!"

Sunset Glow walked into the room and jumped out again. Her whole body was trembling as she hugged Zhanxi's elbow. "That old lady looks so fierce!"

"Ah, you're so timid." Zhanxi glanced at her, then turned around and stepped over the threshold.

The room was very dark, and the corners were pitch black. There was only a circle of candles around the old lady's seat.

She moved a chair over and sat next to Sunset Glow. When she saw the old lady's face, she finally understood why people were so afraid. "Sorry to trouble you."

The old lady turned her head to Zhanxi and said, "Your face —"