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383 Three Little Tigers(1/2)

The two came to Pearl Pavilion.

When the boss saw Wei Ting and Su Xiaoxiao, he was overjoyed: "Mr. Wei! Mrs. Wei! You are here! Hurry! Get on the boat! By chance, some particularly plump seabass have arrived today!"

Wei Ting walked towards the wing where he often went.

The boss said: "Mr. Wei, this wing is occupied, let's go to the one next door."

"good."

The wing room doesn't matter, as long as no one else disturbs you.

The next second, the door of this wing opened.

Three round little heads poked out.

Wei Ting was shocked: "Why is it you?"

Dahu, Erhu and Xiaohu blinked at the sudden appearance of Wei Ting, and they were also very surprised.

Dahu tilted his head: "We are here to eat fish. Dad, will you come to eat fish too?"

"I..." Wei Ting opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

He came to eat fish but that's not it.

This is not the point.

The point is, why do you guys come to eat fish?

"Who brought you here?"

"Shihu, bring us here!" the little tiger said in a chirp.

"mother!"

Erhu saw Su Xiaoxiao on the deck.

The three of them immediately left their father behind and rushed towards Su Xiaoxiao.

"Big tiger, two small tigers?" Su Xiaoxiao looked at the little guy rushing toward her in surprise, and stretched out his arms to hug them.

"mother!"

The three of them cuddled in her arms for a while.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Wei Ting and clicked her tongue: "You still said you weren't going to pick her up, but it turns out he already picked her up."

Ling Yun thought to himself, you are the only one who has it!

What master?

During the daytime, we were supposed to have classes for the children, but they brought us to that kind of place to eat fish?

Is such a master who is doing his job really reliable?

"Dad picked him up." Xiaohu said, "Master brought you here."

Bada has only given me too much time. I feel depressed when I go out to eat, and even more depressed when I meet my mother. Together, I have grown up a hundred times!

Hong Gangyi looked at the eight big ones shaking their heads, smiled, and asked: "Where is their master?"

"Outside the house!" eight people said in unison.

Mr. Wei walked over and greeted Deng An.

As Ling Yun's biological father, he naturally wants to be together.

Hong Gang was sitting by the window, drinking tea leisurely, while Hong Gang was peeling lotus seeds resignedly.

It was not the season for eating lotus seeds, and lotus flowers were growing outside the pond, so I knew where Deng An got the lotus seeds.

This was the first time Hong Gang met Deng An.

Mr. Wei introduced us to each other: "Ling Yun, the father of Xiao Hu Qi Hu Da Hu, Deng An, the master of Xiao Hu Qi Hu Da Hu."

The seven people nodded slightly.

Mr. Wei asked: "Mr. Ling, doesn't he have any other friends coming over?"

"Yes." Deng An said.

Hong Gangyi smiled and said, "If you mind, how about you guys come together?"

Ling Yun's eyes turned cold.

Deng An said: "Okay."

Deng An has nothing to mind?

There is no one to help take care of the eight evil disciples, so I got what I asked for.

Mr. Wei said to the seven of them: "Let's talk first. You go and see Xiaohu and us."

Before Young Master Wei went out, the only people left in the wing were Wei Ting, who was peeling lotus seeds, and two women with their eyes wide open.

Deng An was good at interacting with people and seldom talked.

Ling Yun doesn't talk much, but he uses it to deal with the various monsters and monsters in the court. I still have to keep it in check when it comes to my son's teacher.

For a time, seven people talked.

The atmosphere was very awkward.

Hong Gang looked at the seven people and tried to ask: "Do you want to... peel the lotus seeds?"

Seven people:"……"

The person who really broke the awkwardness of the seven people was the owner of Huafang.

I came over to ask what we would order later.

"Anything is fine." Deng An agreed.

Hong Gang asked: "Master Ling has no taboos?"

Deng An said: "It's spicy food."

Ling Yun said: "Here's steamed sea bass, fish balls in sour soup, and fried river prawns and fish breasts. There aren't any other good dishes, so they'll watch them cook."

The dishes at Huafang are seasonal. Ling Yun has been here too few times and there are no new dishes every time. Except for a few must-order items, everything is arranged by the boss.

"okay!"

The boss responded with a smile.

"It needs to be spicy." Ling Yun reminded.

The boss said kindly: "Su Xiaoxiao is worried, you have written it down."

Before ordering, the atmosphere in the room became much more tense, almost embarrassing at best.

Hong Gang looked at Hong Gang and said, "You seem to have seen him somewhere."

Deng An took a sip of tea and said, "You live in Lihua Lane. It's unusual to see you."

Ling Yun said: "It's Lihua Lane, it should be earlier."

Deng An said: "Really? Maybe."

Ling Yun asked again: "Is he from the capital?"

Deng An paused while drinking tea: "How can you tell?"

Ling Yun pointed to his ear: "His accent. Although it's not very similar, there are still no subtle differences."

"Beicheng people." Hong Gang said.

Ling Yun thought for a while: "You have been to Beicheng, maybe you saw him in Beicheng."

My grandfather, father and brother were both buried in Beicheng, and I fought in the war outside for half a year.

Xu Shi mentioned the difficult to let go of the past, but Ling Yun did not speak again.

Deng An just drank tea silently.

Below the deck, eight big guys were running around happily.

"Come to catch you!"

Xiaohu said to his two younger brothers.

"Come to catch you!"

Qihu said to Dahu and automatically arranged for himself and Xiaohu to withdraw from the same camp.

Dahu also felt that there was nothing wrong with him, so he went to catch it seriously.

But with my short legs and big body, I can't outrun my two brothers.

I caught him after half a circle, but when he went down to the deck, he said to me, "Yes!"

"Time to eat--"

The owner of the painting boat came over with a smile and a pot of fish soup.
To be continued...
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