ebookland Chapter 254 Did Uncle 9 go to a fight?
Chapter 254 Did Uncle 9 go to a fight?
Zhan Shichao suddenly turned his head and saw the little rascal Yoyo. His deep eyes softened instantly. "Yoyo, why are you awake?"
"Uncle Jiu is eating something, I want to eat something too." The little guy climbed onto the chair next to him, poked his round little head into the bowl.
It was clear bird's nest soup, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, and a Western-style steak.
It smells wonderful, the color is enticing, and it must taste amazing.
During the war, Chao picked up Yoyo, placed her on his lap, looked down at the little one, and asked, "Which one do you want to eat?"
"Second meat."
"Okay, Uncle Jiu will cut you a big piece." Zhan Shichao said, cutting a large piece of steak for the little guy, and handed him a clean bowl for Yoyo to eat.
The little one took a bite, his big eyes shining brightly, "Wow, delicious, delicious, so delicious!"
"Did Uncle Jiu make this himself?"
“Yes, the uncles and aunties in the kitchen have all gone home, so I have to cook it myself,” Zhan Shichao said with a smile, feeling a great sense of accomplishment as he listened to the little girl’s praise.
"Uncle Jiu is amazing, absolutely amazing!" Yoyo gave him two thumbs up and slapped them on his forehead twice during the battle.
The wartime emperor beamed with joy at the praise and affectionately patted the little guy's head.
"Yoyo, do you like Uncle Jiu's cooking? How about Uncle Jiu cooks for you sometime in the future?"
"I like it, but Uncle Jiu is about to take the high school entrance exam, which is very tiring. Cooking takes a very long time, so Uncle Jiu won't have time to prepare for the exam. If Uncle Jiu doesn't do well on the exam, he'll cry and whine. I don't want Uncle Jiu to cry and whine."
Zhan Shichao burst out laughing at the little guy's way of speaking, "Then after Uncle Jiu finishes his exams, I'll cook for you during the summer vacation, okay?"
"Okay." The little guy ate his steak on his fork with great joy.
While they were eating, Yoyo suddenly remembered something and asked with great concern.
"Ninth Uncle, why are you so late today? Did you get into a fight again, like Eighth Uncle? Eighth Uncle always does this; when he comes back late, it's probably because he's been fighting."
"Uncle Jiu is not like your Uncle Ba. Uncle Jiu never fights. Uncle Jiu was at school when he got stuck on a math problem."
During the war, Chao didn't want Yoyo to know about this, fearing she would worry, so he told a lie.
“But Uncle Jiu has a ghostly aura on him, I can smell it.” The little guy said, grabbing Zhan Shichao’s clothes and sniffing them again. “Hmm, he has a ghostly aura, I can’t be wrong. Uncle Jiu, tell me honestly, where did you go?”
This little dumpling is incredibly clever. Zhan Shichao knew he couldn't hide it from him, so he had no choice but to explain in detail what he was going to do that night. Otherwise, this guy would definitely have kept him occupied all night until he got the answer he wanted.
Yoyo's face turned indignant upon hearing this. "Uncle Jiu, don't be afraid. If anyone dares to bully you, I'll beat them up and send them flying! Hmm, no one is allowed to bully my Uncle Jiu!"
During the war, Chao smiled, a smile of contentment and happiness.
"Uncle Jiu, I'll sleep with you tonight, and I'll also help get rid of the yin energy on you."
"Really?" The wartime emperor was flattered.
Since Yoyo returned home, he has slept with her very few times.
The main problem is that his older brother doesn't agree, and his parents and other brothers also compete with him for the spot. He's only in junior high school and doesn't spend much time at home, so he often doesn't get a turn.
I doubt my older brother will agree this time either.
"Yeah, I'm going to school with Uncle Jiu tomorrow to catch ghosts."
Is our school haunted?
"Yes, the yin energy on you comes from Gui Gui."
Suddenly, Zhan Guiting walked into the restaurant and saw the little guy chatting with Zhan Shichao. He breathed a sigh of relief.
Although I was staying up late, at least I didn't lose my life.
"Have you two eaten enough? If you have, go to sleep." The man's expression was solemn and stern as he stared at the two children, his authority radiating without anger.
It's already 1:30 a.m.
Staying up late can harm the normal development of minors.
"Dad, I want to sleep with Uncle Jiu tonight."
Yoyo jumped down from Zhan Shichao's arms and ran towards Zhan Guiting, hugging his leg. She tilted her little head up, blinked her big eyes, and looked at the serious man, acting coquettishly.
"No, your schedules are different, and you'll disturb each other's rest. Uncle Jiu will be taking the high school entrance exam next year, and he can't take your disturbance."
The man bent down, picked up the little dumpling, gave her a few words of advice, and then carried her upstairs to brush her teeth before going to sleep.
After finishing his midnight snack and cleaning up the dishes, the wartime leader would go upstairs to his room to wash up and go to sleep.
After washing up, I had just lain down when I suddenly felt a "little mouse" dart onto my bed.
I jumped up in fright, and only after looking closely did I realize, oh my!
"Hahahahahahahahaha, Uncle Jiu, oh my god, oh my god, did I scare you?"
The little guy saw that Uncle Jiu was frightened by him and laughed non-stop without a care in the world.
The wartime emperor was infected by the little boy's laughter and laughed too. Then, remembering something, he asked, "Why did you come here? Where's your father?"
"I put Daddy to sleep, and then I came to find you. He doesn't know."
"Uncle Jiu, wake me up when you wake up tomorrow morning, I want to go to school with you."
"Okay, Uncle Jiu is calling you. Go to sleep quickly, it's very late."
During the war, Zhao lay down with the little one in his arms, carefully tucking her in with a blanket. "Want to hear a story?"
"Yes, I want to hear a story. Uncle Jiu's voice is so nice, as sweet as flowing water."
During the war, Chao smiled gently. This guy's vocabulary is growing, and he's even praising people with such depth now.
……
At five o'clock the next day, Zhan Shichao woke up naturally. Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly found that his left hand was a little numb. He looked down and saw the little guy holding his arm, his little face resting on it, sleeping sweetly.
During the war, the court dared not move, for fear of waking the little one.
I grabbed a book from the bedside table and started reading while waiting for YoYo to wake up.