pinching his nose, his voice inevitably took on a nasal quality, sounding pitiful and innocent."Oh wow, this flavor is really good, it tastes like dog poop."Wu Xie heard this and paused, glancing at h...“Alright, you little rascal, stay put. Take a look at this menu and see if there's anything you like. Order plenty, today Uncle Three is treating you, eat your fill.”
Wu Sansheng munched on the chicken in his mouth while passing the menu that his previous landlady had brought over to his nephew, asking him to order.
And explaining it at the same time.
"My uncle had already ordered these meat dishes when he reserved the private room. We haven't ordered any other dishes yet. You and your brother, take a look and see if there's anything you like. The two of you kids can figure out what we want to eat. We're fine with whatever."
"Well, well."
When Wu Ling heard her third uncle's explanation, she finally understood.
He held a drumstick in his mouth and nodded, then took the menu with one hand and looked around excitedly and playfully:
"Ahem, hello everyone! Now please allow me, Xiao Lingzi, to take your orders. Come on, come on, including my handsome uncles who are so dazzling and the black brother next to them, as well as..."
Wu Ling's gaze swept around the room. He naturally called Xiao Shanqing and Panzi, who were stifling laughter, "uncle."
Then, he naturally called out, "Black Blind and Black Brother."
But when his gaze fell upon Zhang Qiling's emotionless face, he seemed to hesitate, unable to utter any frivolous remarks for a moment.
Finally, he looked at Zhang Qiling's handsome face for a second or two before squeezing out a word:
And this guy, even though he looks grumpy, he's a handsome young man who resembles an immortal fairy. And my dearest big brother! Everyone, please speak up and start introducing yourselves!
Saying that, Wu Ling ignored the mixed looks of amusement and helplessness from the crowd and began his solo stand-up comedy routine.
He looked at the menu in his hand and started rattling off the dishes.
First, let's welcome our guest of honor, the braised tiger head carp! Next up is our second guest, the sliced meat in soup. They say this is incredibly delicious, with tender and smooth slices that are fragrantly flavored. And lastly, our third guest, the phoenix wings with sauce, eight treasure rice stir-fried with oil, and spicy sour crispy meatballs...
Wu Ling rattled off two dozen dishes in one breath, each name pronounced perfectly. He also offered his brief thoughts on each dish.
After the name of the last dish was announced, he lightly licked his slightly dry lips with his tongue and looked at the people in front of him with bright eyes. He then playfully asked:
"Folks, what catches your eye Today my uncle's treating us, so eat all you can! My uncle's loaded, so let's have a good time!"
After saying that, Wu Ling moved with an extremely unrestrained and generous gesture, clapping her own third uncle on the shoulder.
That little face looked so smug, as if it wasn't his third uncle who was treating him to the meal, but rather the other way around.
Wu San-sheng heard this, reached out and tousled his hair, and laughed scoldingly:
"You little punk, you're quite the mimic, aren't you I see through you. All that money I saved up, this lifetime is gone thanks to both of you. Either your older brother swindled it, or you did."
Although this statement sounds like a resigned complaint, Wu Sansheng's smile at the corners of his eyes and mouth is impossible to control. He seems oddly pleased with himself as well.
Anyone with eyes can see that this kid's mood is almost bursting with happiness.
"Oh my..."
Wu Ling, upon hearing this, bumped shoulders with her third uncle and gave him a little flirtatious glance. She said defiantly,
"Uncle Three, I'm your beloved child, after all. You just leave that money there anyway, so I might as well spend a little more for you, ~"
Wu San Province heard this, and looked at him with a mixture of anger and amusement:
"You're quite good at doing me favors."
That is.
Wu Ling's eyes were curved with a smile, and she raised her head slightly, with a hint of pride. She patted Wu San Sheng's arm and said arrogantly:
"Uncle Three, you don't have to thank me. I'm like a modern-day Lei Feng, hehe."
"Contemporary Little Lei Feng"
Wu San Province looked him up and down with a playful, somewhat unserious glint in his eyes, and said teasingly:
"I think you're like a contemporary little pi xiu, just like your brother, only taking in and not letting out."
Wu Xie "..."
He twitched the corner of his mouth somewhat helplessly and gave his third uncle a resentful glance.
Uncle Three, Uncle Three, how did you drag me into this again
This passage doesn't have me in it.
You're kidding, right This needs to be paid for!
Upon hearing his third uncle's words, Wu Ling smacked her lips and raised an eyebrow at him, saying:
“Uncle, I don’t agree with you. I’m not like a little money-attracting pixiu; I'm doing this for your own good. You haven't got a wife or even a son out of wedlock. Now that I spend money for you, it saves you from being lonely and empty when you get old, with only money left.”
"You see, you're giving me money to spend. Even when you get old, even if you don't have a wife or children, you still have your nephew who loves you very much."
After saying that, Wu Ling made a small heart gesture towards her uncle with a serious expression.
Wu San Province: "..."
What does Lun, who is mad at Wu San province, need
Answer: Wu Ling.
After Wu Ling's long speech, Wu San Province's image of a kind uncle had vanished.
He glared at his young nephew, gave him a withering look, and gritted out, "So should I thank you for that"
Wu Ling lowered her head slightly, blushing: "Well, there's no need to be so polite."
Wu San province :......”
"Oops!"
The black bear next to him couldn't hold back a chuckle when he heard this and burst into laughter again.
He doesn't even know how many times he laughed tonight.
But for some reason, every time he heard the child in front of him speak, he would always be amused into laughter.
This kid is like a stand-up comedian or a solo performer, he's hilarious and so funny.
Most importantly, he always managed to shut Wu Sansheng up when they talked.
Seeing Wu Sansheng's green face, he looked like he had swallowed a giant frog. To be honest, Hei Xiazi couldn't help himself anymore.
This is really fun!
Zhang Qiling beside him watched the black bear grinning and baring its teeth like a big monkey, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.
But the corners of his mouth also twitched slightly upwards because of Wu Ling's just-performed act, which was like a small sketch.
But when he thought of Wu Ling’s previous remark that he resembled a fairy, his expression faltered slightly, and he glanced at him with an unfathomable look in his eyes.
At this moment, Wu Ling was earnestly clutching her third uncle's clothes, her small mouth ceaselessly chanting the Tight-Fitting Curse.
But there was one thing he overlooked, because his hands were covered in grease when he just grabbed the drumstick.
So, with that slap, he managed to cover Wu Sansheng's newly bought brown leather jacket completely in little greasy handprints.
But Wu Ling, that little scoundrel, was so engrossed in teasing his third uncle that he got a bit excited and didn't notice anything unusual about his hand for a moment.
So that's how he, in his oblivious state, wiped his greasy hands on Wu San Province's jacket which cost thousands of yuan.
This slight movement went unnoticed by both him and his uncle.
But someone found out.shrinking as much as possible, silently hugging her fragile self.A man who was over six feet tall was huddled in that dark corner, looking pitiful. He whimpered and made some girly sounds."It's not th...