Liang Xiao nodded, his eyes warm, "thank you."

"I first worked with the banquet manager for my son." Fu Yun Jian glanced at him with a slightly unhappy tone, "and with our relationship, do you still need to say thank you?"

Liang Xiao knew what he meant and smiled.

When Yan Xiaosui came this way, Fu Yunjian stopped chatting with Liang Xiao.

"Uncle..." Yan Xiaosui kept holding her fingers. She looked at Fu Yunjian's right arm, summoned up courage and said, "thank you."

Fu Yunjian was stunned, but she didn't expect to thank herself.

"Just be your uncle to compensate you." Fu Yunjian bent over and touched her long soft hair with a low voice. "I'm sorry my uncle hurt your aunt before."

Yan Xiaosui shook his head, frowned and said, "that's no good. I owe you this time, and you owe my mommy last time."

"I owe you a favor, uncle. I will pay you back in the future!"

Such a small guy, knowing to repay the favor, made Fu Yunjian and Liang Xiao laugh.

"Years old, hungry?" Liang Xiao asked, reaching out and skillfully holding her up, as if this action had been practiced many times.

"Why do you know my name?" Yan Xiaosui wondered, looking at the man holding him.

The man is wearing a pair of gold rimmed glasses, which is a bit sharp in elegance, but his eyes are full of warmth, which doesn't make people feel afraid at all.

"Wow!" Yan Xiaosui stared at him, "I thought those who wear glasses are four eyed frogs. Except for my godfather, you are the second one to wear glasses. I think you are so handsome!"

Liang Xiao heard the words, his eyes flashed a strange, fleeting.

"Thank you for your praise." His warm thumb wiped the residue from the corner of the little guy's mouth, "what do you want to eat?"

"Hmm..." Yan Xiaosui thought, "Coconut Chicken!"

"OK."

It happened that there was a Coconut Chicken on the fourth floor of the mall. It tasted good. Liang Xiao took the little guy in his arms and left first.

Fu Jingyan was dissatisfied when he saw that Yan Xiaosui had left with others.

He pulled Fu Yunjian's clothes, his eyes were faint, and his tone was sour, "Dad... Uncle Liang... Hold the years..."

Seeing his son talking and stuttering, Fu Yunjian sighed at the bottom of his heart.

Don't worry, my son will get better one day.

Thinking so, Fu Yunjian's eyebrows loosened a little, squatted down and opened his right arm, "that's because Uncle Liang likes years. Come on, Dad hold you."

"No, Dad... Hurt." Fu Jingyan shook his head and went to get some shopping bags on the chair.

The father and son then left the infirmary.

The coconut chicken shop on the fourth floor has a good business. Liang Xiao gave them a sum of money and asked the boss to give them the only private room, with drinks and fruits served first.

Yan Xiaosui chatted with Liang Xiao and found many things about him. He guessed right.

"Uncle, you must depend on luck! Yes, luck!" Yan Xiaosui shouted, still unconvinced, "guess what I like to eat!"

Liang Xiao thought, "I like potato chips, but I only like bagged cucumber flavor, and I like strawberries but don't eat strawberry butt."

"No, I eat all strawberries!" Yan Xiaosui argued.

"You don't eat strawberries because you think they have bugs on their hips." Liang Xiao exposed her lie, and her eyes became deep.

Yan Xiaosui immediately drooped his head and wondered.

In fact, she used to eat all strawberries. Later, her godmother told her, "there will be small bugs in the ass of strawberries. If you eat them, those bugs will run into your stomach."

Then when she slept, she always felt that the bugs in the strawberry fart would really drill into her stomach, and she would never eat strawberry fart again.

It's the godmother's fault. She's been taught badly!