Lu Junhan looked at the chicken leg that ruined his meal in the bowl, and heard her crazy words, the veins on his forehead twitched, raised his eyes again, gritted his teeth and said coldly:
"Shut up! Give me your meal."
Then, frowning, he threw the chicken leg back in the bowl.
The little girl was dissatisfied, grabbed the chicken leg, and threw it back to her father again, her little red mouth pouted:
"What are you doing! Do you look down on me? He is rich! He can buy chicken legs himself! I don't want yours! You are a bad person!"
As she said that, the little girl seemed to want to take money out of her little Doudou, but it was empty.
Today is Sunday, the holiday time, the little girl's small bag containing money was taken to be washed by the servant, and it is drying on the balcony at the moment.
As for the little girl's money, she put it in her schoolbag. Now, after touching it, she found neither the money nor the bag.
The little girl was immediately stunned, her eyes widened, and she quickly got off the chair, turned around and looked around, her eyes were wide open, and she looked anxious:
"Where is the money! Where did the money go! How could there be no money!"
Saying that, the little girl blushed, looked at Song Qingwan opposite, and finally couldn't help it anymore, sucked her nose, pulled her throat, and burst into tears:
"Father! His money is gone, woo woo woo—"
Song Qingwan was silent for a while, and silently turned the little girl's face away, so that she faced Lu Jun's cold face, and said helplessly:
"Lili, your father is here!"
The little girl stared blankly at Lu Junhan for three seconds, held back her small mouth, but still couldn't hold back, said "Wow", choked up with tears in her eyes, "Grandpa, you, why did you become so ugly..."
That small appearance, looking disgusted and sad, she raised her eyes to look at him pitifully, choked with sobs: "Yes, did dad beat you?"
Lu Junhan: "..."
Lu Qidong: "..."
Song Qingwan: "..."
Others present: "..."
Lu Qidong frowned tightly, as if thinking of something, he pointed to the old man next to him, "Lili, do you know who he is?"
The old man: "..."
He just wanted to have a meal in peace and not mess with anyone.
But when the little girl looked over, the old man subconsciously put down the bowls and chopsticks, straightened his back, and then coughed lightly, looking energetic.
The little girl looked at him several times with teary eyes, sniffed her nose, and the little milk said aggrievedly: "He is a little fairy, uncle, don't you remember?"
As soon as the little girl finished speaking, everyone present couldn't help but chuckle.
Lu Qidong: "..."
What do I remember? Remember!
Why didn't I know that my dad had become a little fairy! !
But the old man was about to blow up, he felt so ashamed immediately, he couldn't eat anymore, he was blowing his beard and staring, and just about to swear, he was suppressed by Lu Qidong.
Others were at a loss as to what was wrong with the little girl. Although she was usually eccentric and had an abnormal mind, she had never been so abnormal that she couldn't even recognize people.
Song Qingwan murmured: "It's over, it's over, Lili is so stupid now, I said I shouldn't let her eat so many chicken drumsticks, now it's all over, I've blocked my mind."
other people:"… "
On the contrary, Hussel stared at the little girl's expression several times, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "She must be drunk."
"drunk?"
Lu Qidong was stunned, looked at the little girl with a dumbfounded expression, and then at the food on the table: "Lili hasn't drunk wine before."
Drinking alcohol for children is not good for the development of the brain. Lu Qidong never gave the little girl alcohol, even if it was low-alcohol beer, he would not let the little girl touch it, and the servants in the kitchen would not give it to the little girl privately. drinking.
"Open your mouth."
Hussel squatted in front of the little girl, pinched her cheeks with his fingers, and his always cold and calm eyes fell on her rosy little face.
The little girl stayed for a few seconds before digesting his words, her mouth opened wide: "Ah—"
"Okay."
Soon, Hussel got up and said, "It's true that she is drunk, she smells of alcohol."
Lu Qidong was completely dumbfounded. He looked at the people at the table and frowned: "Did you give Lili a drink?"
Before the others could speak, a servant seemed to have seen something, "Hey, sir, the young lady probably didn't drink, she just ate this."
Lu Qidong and the others looked over, only to find that it was an opened box of chocolates - liqueur chocolates.
Everyone: "..."
Well done, the murderer has been found.
Hussell asked someone for some inspection tools, checked the little girl's body, and said:
"I don't drink a lot of alcohol. There is no major problem with her body. She is just drunk. When she sobers up, she will be fine."
Lu Qidong looked at the drunken little girl over there, and sighed.
Fortunately, apart from the quarrel just now, the little girl was very quiet after that, she didn't change the missing money, she was in a daze, she ate whatever she was fed, and the dinner passed without incident.
After dinner, the news broadcast just started.
Lu Qidong, Song Qingwan, and Hussel were sitting on the sofa. Lu Qidong was telling Lu Anran something, and Song Qingwan would interject a few words from time to time. Before she was sick, she had been ill for a long time, and she had been idle for a long time. Looking for something to do.
The old man had some things to deal with, so he went back to the old house early.
As for Lu Junhan, he was still sitting alone on a sofa, staring down at the computer screen in front of him, his expression was as calm and indifferent as before, without much expression.
After a while, the little girl leaned over with a small body, her little face turned redder, and she looked even more drunk. She whispered to her father:
"dad."
She looked a little normal now, Lu Junhan looked up at her, and gave a cold snort, now he knows that he is the father
But he still reluctantly gave an "um" and said in a flat voice, "what's the matter?"
Like a thief, the little girl glanced left and right, hugged her little head, and whispered in her father's ear:
"Dad, have you seen his head? His head is gone."
Lu Junhan: "..."
"It's so strange, how can someone's head disappear."
The little girl touched her head with her small hands, puzzled.
Lu Junhan: "..."
Lu Junhan took a deep breath, bent his fingers, and tapped her head expressionlessly: "Isn't your head here?"
"Really?" The little girl touched her little head. Alcohol had corroded her brain and sanity, leaving her in a daze.
Lu Junhan told himself that he couldn't argue with a little drunk: "Yeah."
"Oh… "
The little girl thought for a long time, nodded slowly, and left obediently.
Seeing that she dismissed her so easily, Lu Junhan breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, that little thing may not be able to resist the drunken madness.
However, what he didn't expect was that after a while, the little girl came back again.
Not only did he come back, but he was still holding a big watermelon in his hand. He was still like a thief, and said to him in a low voice:
"Daddy... I found my head..."
She patted the watermelon with her little hand, and it made a crackling sound: "Look, it's such a big head! It's still ringing!"
Lu Junhan: "..."
Others who happened to see: "…"