At the dinner table, Su Bao was enjoying a bowl of duck soup with vermicelli.

There is a bowl next to her, which was previously prepared for her mother.

Now that my mother is gone, this bowl still contains half of the noodles she divided.

Seeing Mu Guifan come in, she brought the half bowl of noodle soup to Mu Guifan.

"Dad, eat noodles!"

Mu Guifan didn't have any taboos. He picked up the bowl and was about to eat when he saw Su Bao with a little chopped green onion on his face.

He picked up a tissue and wiped her face.

Su Ying'er: stare——

Seeing that Mu Guifan was about to pick up the chopsticks again, he paused and stood up to get a flower roll for Su Bao.

Su Ying'er's eyes followed Mu Guifan's hand.

Mu Guifan sat down again, remembered something, and went out to make a phone call.

He came back after a while, sat down and helped Su Bao peel an egg.

Su Ying'er sneered: You should eat it!

You're afraid of being laughed at because of your trembling hands, so you won't eat it, right?

So many excuses!

Finally, Mu Guifan picked up the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating slowly.

A mouthful of noodles and a mouthful of soup. The hand holding the chopsticks is as steady as an old dog and does not shake at all.

Su Ying'er:(╯°Д°)╯︵　┻━┻

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Why isn't he shaking?

Last time, the brothers couldn't stop dang-dang!

Su Ying'er was speechless. He saw the gap between him and Mu Guifan through push-ups. He also remembered the humiliation of being knocked down by Mu Guifan in the last explosion-proof drill in the kindergarten.

"I won't eat it!" Uncle Wu threw down the bowl angrily, stood up with a dark face and was about to leave.

He was so angry, what else could he eat? From now on, he would rather eat instant noodles outside than share a table with Mu Guifan.

Mrs. Su raised her eyelids and said coldly: "Sit down!"

Su Ying'er reacted conditionedly, turned around, pulled out the chair, sat back on the chair, picked up the chopsticks... all at once.

Mrs. Su sneered: "What, the food I cooked is not to your liking?"

What a good boy, from the moment the table is served, you use your chopsticks to turn over the things in the bowl, pulling them here and there.

I didn't eat the last bite and threw the bowl with a grimace.

What a stinking problem is this? I have only heard of people who are rebellious in their teens, but I have never seen people who are rebellious in their late thirties.

Su Ying'er quickly laughed: "No, no, it's very appetizing, quite appetizing!"

Mrs. Su: "Then how do you throw the bowl?"

Su Ying'er: "I..."

He can't say that he feels unhappy because he was completely tortured by Mu Guifan...

The fifth uncle could not find an excuse for a while.

Su Bao tilted his head slightly, thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Five must be stimulated."

Su Ying'er nodded subconsciously: "Yes, yes, yes..."

No, what stimulated you?

He choked immediately.

Su Hewen unceremoniously revealed: "Fifth uncle must have watched my uncle do two thousand push-ups in more than forty minutes. Last time he did it for two hours, and he felt very angry."

Hanhan shook his head: "If you can't do it, you can't do it. What's the point? Uncle Wu, look at me. When I was beaten by my father, I just stood up."

Su Bao nodded: "So, Fifth Uncle, you can't afford it... No, so Fifth Uncle, can't you afford it?"

Su Ying'er: "..."

I'm so numb, I don't give any face at all.

He picked up the bowl angrily and ate in silence.

Mrs. Su was speechless: "How old you are, but you are still so childish."

After a pause, she added: "What's wrong with comparing with Mu Guifan? If you want to compare with this, you might as well compare with him on how many times he swings a sledgehammer in an hour."

Da Touhan rushed to say: "My uncle will definitely win in the hammer-throwing competition!"

Su He asked: "Fifth Uncle, you can't win at all with your name..."

Su Ying'er: "..."

Mu Guifan said with a smile in his eyes: "Eat."

The few little carrot heads happily picked up their rice bowls and worked hard to cook.

Su Zixi suddenly raised his head: "What, it only takes 40 minutes for my uncle to do two thousand push-ups?"

Everyone: "..."

Mrs. Su was a little worried.

She later heard Su Bao talk about Su Zixi falling from the balcony on the second floor when he was two or three years old.

Such a reaction speed really makes people wonder if Su Zixi's brain has been damaged... Are there any remaining problems?

Mrs. Su decided to find an opportunity to take Su Zixi to check her brain.

**

After eating, Su Bao went back to his room and took a nap until noon.

Mrs. Su didn't say anything, she just added an extra shrimp dumpling for lunch.

I don't know when Su Bao woke up. It wasn't until there was a clicking sound from upstairs that Mrs. Su realized something was wrong.

upstairs.

Su Bao was thinking about his feet, lying on the door, holding a screwdriver in his hand.

"Find the lock cylinder...put the screwdriver here..."

Click, click, click~

The door lock was successfully picked.

Su Bao: "Wow... the screwdriver is so powerful!"

As soon as Xiao Wu listened to the screwdriver, his neck suddenly stretched and contracted rhythmically: "Screwdriver, screwdriver, get up at night to install the floor, and when the fire starts, dig into the snow, oh~hohohohoho~hey!"

Su Bao happily answered: "Screwdriver, screwdriver, the sun is getting fuller, let's open the door with a loud shout, ah~hahahaha~hey!"

The last sound of ahahaha was a chorus of one person and one bird.

As soon as Mrs. Su came up, she saw Su Bao and Xiao Wu singing happily, Xiao Wu was standing on Su Bao's shoulder, and Su Bao was holding a screwdriver in his hand.

Singing and tearing down the house at the same time.

The locks on several doors had been picked and the door handles had fallen off.

Su Bao clicked a door lock and became more and more skillful at removing it.

Mrs. Su's temples jumped suddenly.

"Su... treasure...!"

Su Bao was happily undressing when suddenly his back felt cold and his grandmother's voice suddenly sounded.

She wasn't that scared when seeing ghosts.

The hair on the little guy's back grew and he turned around cautiously.

Seeing Mrs. Su whose eyes were hidden in the shadow of her bangs, Su Bao burst out with a big smile: "Grandma!"

She ran over and hugged Mrs. Su, holding both of her hands tightly before speaking.

Dad said that grandma could split bricks with her bare hands, which was particularly scary.

Mrs. Su couldn't break free for a while, she lowered her head to look at the little guy's flattering smile, only his tail was missing behind her.

She suddenly had a headache and felt funny, and asked: "What are you doing?"

Su Bao blinked innocently: "Grandma, I'm removing the lock..."

Mrs. Su suppressed her emotions and asked very 'calmly': "Who taught you?"
To be continued...