Jiang Xiaomi frowned: "I won't eat any more. What else to say?"

"If you let it out today, you'll have to let it out again and again in the future. It's not good not to let it go. People conclude that you're a soft persimmon. It's not pleasant not to pinch you."

"Isn't this a bad beating?"

Mr. Jiang smiled: "yes, villains don't deserve to be beaten, but we can't beat them."

"Why?"

"Those who can fight with lions must at least be Tibetan mastiffs. Unfortunately, those people are a hybrid of Jingba and sausage. They are eager to have something to do with you. At that time, they will say, I have fought with lions, and you? How do you tell people? I fought with sausage dogs, and I won?"

"Your metaphor is really to the point. I understand. We can't see the common sense with villains. We have to let them and avoid them."

Jiang Xiaomi is not only not stupid, on the contrary, she is very smart. Just because of the environment in her early years, she has not been exposed to these intrigues, and it is normal to see through them. When she has been tempered and experienced more in the future, she will naturally understand them.

"You can think so." Mr. Jiang put the dessert back in her hand: "my darling, eat."

Jiang Xiaomi smiled, "you can eat this time?"

"The little thing still has a grudge." Mr. Jiang reached out and scraped her nose.

Jiang Xiaomi picked up a cake and stuffed it into his mouth: "well, it smells good. I'll call my housekeeper later to learn the craft."

"Look, look, I'm not comfortable if I don't take something from my mother's house." Mr. Jiang turned around to complain to the housekeeper about roast.

The housekeeper just laughed and didn't speak.

"By the way, Grandpa, you haven't taught me how to deal with it." She asked, puffing her cheeks.

Mr. Jiang looked at her with a teasing look: "a lion is not terrible. If it is a group of lions, look at other people's fear?"

If someone wants to enjoy the right of exploitation alone, it may not be the same if he wants to find a partner.

Mr. Jiang didn't directly teach her what to do, but he guided the general direction in an obscure way.

Jiang Xiaomi thought about finding a lion while eating.

……

After several successive snowfalls, East Asia ushered in the new year.

Wei Shaoyong drove back to his old house with tea for new year's Eve dinner. As soon as he stepped into Wei's house, tea and tea were like birds returning home, shouting Grandpa, Grandpa.

Wei Shaoyong slowly followed her: "stop yelling, your grandpa can't lose it."

"Oh, here comes tea." Old man Wei heard the sound and hurried out of the inner room.

The first thing Cha Cha saw the old man was to throw down his schoolbag and flop down in front of the old man: "Grandpa, happy new year."

Wei Shaoyong snorted and smiled. Is she so positive for a red envelope?

"Oh, girl, get up, get up." Master Wei hurried up to help her.

Tea jumped up from the ground happily. Old man Wei took the red envelope handed over by the housekeeper and handed it to tea in person: "here. Take it."

With years of experience in tea, the number of red packets will never be small. She happily put the red envelope into the interlayer of her schoolbag and bowed cautiously: "thank you, Grandpa."

"Good ~ ~" old man Wei smiled. The more he looked, the more lovely he was.

"Happy new year, Dad."

Old man Wei's face was slightly heavy, unwilling to hand over a red envelope: "get out."

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