Su Jingcheng is not interested in food, but he thinks the ice cream and juice in the restaurant taste very good.

The juices at home are all squeezed from fresh fruits, but they don’t have this taste.

So he secretly drank a lot of cold drinks while Li Luowan was not paying attention.

"Drink less. There are a lot of pigments in this. Don't cry if your stomach hurts later!" Li Luowan turned around and took away the juice cup from the little guy's hand.

Su Jingcheng was stunned for a while and didn't speak. He pursed his lips and was a little unhappy, "Mommy, why are they all using colored water, but I can't?"

“Uncles drink cocktails, children are not allowed to drink.”

"oh."

The little guy nodded his head as if he understood, and lay on the table in boredom, holding his forehead with one hand and holding a fork in the other hand, drawing circles on the plate.

He is becoming more and more picky about food, which is obviously influenced by his father.

Li Luowan put a chicken leg in his bowl and said gently: "Eat it, this is your favorite food."

Su Jingcheng glanced at her and said listlessly: "I'm tired of eating every day. I have no appetite. I want to play for a while, okay?"

“Okay, but don’t go too far, pay attention to your safety.”

"alright, I got it."

Su Jingcheng grabbed two skewers of grilled mutton and ran to the entertainment area to play with the game facilities.

Staff who passed by praised him for his good looks, saying he was the most handsome young lady I had ever seen.

Su Jingcheng was playing whack-a-mole. He had no time to eat the mutton skewers in his hand, so he simply put them aside.

A boy riding a rickshaw next door was staring closely at his kebabs and reached out to get them when he wasn't paying attention.

As a result, Su Jingcheng found out and caught him on the spot.

“You thief, how dare you take my barbecue, please return it to me quickly!”

“If you don’t return it, your name is not written on it.”

The little boy is not a vegetarian. He is about the same age as him and a fat man, so he is naturally more domineering.

As a result, the two little guys refused to give in and started fighting over a few skewers.

Su Jingcheng is taller but has a thin body. He has practiced Taekwondo and can hit the vital points with his moves. He easily pins the opponent to the ground and gives him a good beating.

“I asked you to steal something to eat, you little thief!”

"I'm not a thief. If you dare to hit me again, I will tell my mother to go..."

“Hahaha, it’s useless to tell your father. Am I still afraid of you complaining?”

Su Jingcheng pinched the fat on his body, kneading and flattening it.

Fortunately, the child was not very strong and the bamboo skewers of the skewers did not injure him anywhere, but he still quickly attracted the attention of the staff.

A fat woman rushed over, quickly pulled away from him, picked up her child, pointed at Su Jingcheng and angrily scolded: "Whose child are you, a **** who has a father and no mother to teach him? You are tired of living." Bar?"

Su Jingcheng's little face tightened, he raised his head and looked at her and said, "Auntie, I think you made a mistake. He grabbed my barbecue first. Is it wrong for me to teach him a lesson? Please discipline him well after you go back. Otherwise, he would have become a thief because of his mother's teachings. It would be really embarrassing if word spread!"

The little guy's clear eyes, pure and flawless, without fear, looked straight at the unfamiliar fat woman in front of him.

The fat woman raised her hand and wanted to slap him.

Every child is the heart and soul of his or her parents.