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Chapter 30 The biggest trick from my biological father

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    Except when I have a rest, I will come back to see the old man at home.

    Not only Fu Jiyan, Su Zhixiao rarely comes back here on weekdays, so the entire villa is occupied by three generations of the Fu family: the old man, the eldest son of the Fu family, and the young great-grandson of the Fu family.

    That is to say, this time the old man is still living in the nursing home, and Fu Feishen is going on a business trip abroad again. He has no choice but to let the second son of the Fu family come back to take care of his own son for a while.

    In the lobby of the villa, the children were so excited playing the game of fried chicken that they did not notice the figure standing next to them.

    Until, the game controller was suddenly snatched away.

    Huh?

    When the child saw the person, his cheeks swelled with anger:

    "Fu Jiyan, give it back to me!" he yelled anxiously.

    Who knows, not only did someone fail to pay it back, but he also took advantage of it himself.

    The child jumped several times but failed to get it back, so he could only give up and stare angrily.

    Someone played more naturally and skillfully than his son. He destroyed all the monsters in just a few moves, pushed the tower, and cleared the level!

    This smooth operation shocked the little guy, and there seemed to be a rare hint of admiration in his eyes.

    It¡¯s just that someone threw the controller aside after completing the level:

    ¡°It¡¯s not difficult at all, it¡¯s boring!

    ??Fu Zhizhou, you don¡¯t just play with these mentally retarded things at home all day long, do you?  "

    The little man was very unhappy:

    "Dad, you are not mentally retarded!"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    "Not mentally retarded enough? By the way, you can't even pass such a mentally retarded game, Fu Zhizhou, don't you think you're a bit stupid?"

    Look, is this what a father should say?

    How could anyone talk about his own son like that?

    ??Besides, the child is only three years old, not even four years old, okay?

    "Come with me."

    The man turned around and walked towards the restaurant, while the child followed his father reluctantly. When he saw his father opening the bag on the dining table:

    ¡°Dad, haven¡¯t you eaten yet?¡±

    Fu Jiyan has already sat down:

    "Well, you didn't eat?"

    The little man said quickly:

    ¡°I¡¯ve already eaten the porridge.¡±

    Who knows, someone stretched out his big hand and lifted his son to sit on the chair next to him:

    "Eat some more."

    Forehead?

    As soon as the lid of the disposable lunch box is opened, the smell of a pot of stew hits your face.

    There was unconcealed disgust on the man's face and in his eyes.

    Even the exquisite little man next to him has a disgusting expression very similar to his father.

    Father and son have one thing in common: they are picky.

    ¡°Dad, if you¡¯re not hungry, can you not eat the porridge?¡± His hair was refusing.

    However

    "Can't!

    ??Fu Zhizhou, do you know where these meals come from?  "

    How can a child know?

    ???????? Shake his head.

    The man laughed meaningfully:

    "Ms. Su gave it to you, are you sure you don't want to eat it?"

    "Ah? Did mom make it? You need to eat the porridge, dad, hurry up and serve it!"

    The longest road Xiao Zhouzhou has traveled over the years is none other than his own father¡¯s routine.

    Fu Jiyan did not explain that these dishes were only made in the city bureau cafeteria, but he brought them back. To be honest, they were not given by the child's mother.

    The father and son disliked it, and even though they thought it tasted weird, they still insisted on sharing the food and finishing it.

    Children¡¯s concentration is not as good as that of adults. After eating, they quickly took several big sips of the juice next to them.

    As for Fu Jiyan, there is basically no expression on his face.

    It¡¯s just a big pot dish, right?

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