Yang Shuzheng knew that they couldn't let her go when she sat with them for dinner, so she found an excuse to go back to her room after eating for a long time.

Yan Jia waited for Aunt Yang to leave before he dared to tease Ji Changmu: "Old Ji, Auntie is in good health."

"Um."

"Your first love sent a cake early in the morning. It seems that our cake is not sincere."

"Can you have a good drink?"

"So Lao Ji, here comes the question, which cake do you plan to eat?"

"I don't eat sweets, so you can eat whatever you like."

"Oh!" Yan Jia felt that Ji Changmu was really boring.

A group of people were drinking and chatting in a restaurant, and they were very drunk.

Sometimes when the wine is finished, Ji Changmu will go to the wine rack to get the wine himself, and the wines he chooses are all the best.

It is a bleak early winter scene outside, but there is a pleasant and cheerful atmosphere inside. A plum blossom that bloomed early in the yard is the perfect color, and it is rich and charming against the white wall.

Ji Changmu didn't smoke much at night, but he drank a lot. He drank one cup after another tonight and didn't talk most of the time.

Yan Jia and the others soon drank too much and started taking photos with their mobile phones, insisting on dragging Ji Changmu along.

How could Ji Changmu take these pictures with them? He frowned and said, "You guys take the pictures yourself."

"Lao Ji, would you like one?"

"No shooting."

Yan Jia and the others had no choice but to take pictures and play by themselves.

After taking a good photo, Yan Jia's cell phone rang again. When he saw the call, he cursed: "Call me again!"

Turning on his phone, Yan Jia deliberately turned it on speakerphone.

Everyone was still wondering who was calling, when the voice of my friend's milky voice came from the other end: "Uncle Evil... drink it this morning."

"You have to call me to drink some milk?"

"Well." The little friend on the other end was frightened and didn't say anything for a long time. After a while, he finally said aggrievedly, "Zhouzhou secretly hid a bottle for Uncle Evil. He stayed in Uncle Evil's bed and waited for Uncle Fat's house.

Delicious."

"Oh no, you dare to enter my room? Little bastard, just wait for me! What did your mother teach you?"

"Wow..." The kid on the other end cried, crying so loudly.

"What the hell, someone is raising a little kid with no one to teach him! I'm so angry! You little bastard!" Yan Jia hates people entering his room the most. The people at home really don't treat him as an outsider, but he treats them all.

Be an outsider!

The child was obviously confused, speechless and just crying.

"Don't call me again in the future. I'm not your father, and I won't spoil you! Little brat, listen clearly, I don't like you. I hate such a big little thing like you the most. You're so stupid that you can do nothing when you have nothing to do.

Why did you call me when I went to school? I deserve a beating."

Probably because the child on the other end was crying too loudly and Yan Jia drank too much, Ji Changmu frowned and pressed the call.

He couldn't stand it and said, "Yan Jia, why are you so angry with a three-year-old child?"

"What's wrong? When I was his age, I was often beaten by my father. Isn't it okay if I just scold him?"

"You only have the ability to lose your temper with children."

"Lao Ji, won't you speak for me?"

"If you are a helper or not a caregiver, you are bullying a three-year-old child no matter what."
Chapter completed!