Mr. Ji looked at the food on the table and sighed.

Ji Yuting asked hurriedly: "Dad, are you still missing? I'll prepare now."

"Why don't there be wine?"

"No." Ji Yuting looked down, "You are not recovering yet. You have to take medicine every day. How can you drink alcohol? Besides, Xiao Jing is still a child and can't drink alcohol."

"How old are you little brother?" The old man asked Zhao Yuanjing affectionately.

"It's almost fifteen." After Zhao Yuanjing said this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He is clearly a middle-aged man, but he has to be a child when he comes here.

It's really hard to drink even wine.

Mr. Ji said, "Since that's the case, let's forget it. Let's use tea instead of wine."

"You are recuperating now, so don't drink tea for the time being. Xiao Jing is about to have a high school entrance examination, and her study task is heavy. She can't sleep well at night after drinking tea. I think, you should drink some juice." Ji Yuting stepped forward and poured them a glass of orange juice.

Mr. Ji was very unhappy when his daughter was taken care of and said coldly: "You go out, don't talk too much here."

Ji Yuting was not angry at all because of her father's anger. She said to Ji Tangtang with a smile: "Tangtang, you are here to accompany them. If you have any needs, tell the housekeeper. It just so happens that there is something going on in our company. Xiao Jing, don't be polite, treat this place as your own home."

Ji Tangtang nodded faintly.

Although she responded, her expression was always wandering and she had no intention of paying attention to the two people at the dining table.

Zhao Yuanjing said: "Old man, it's better to let Miss Tangtang sit together."

Mr. Ji smiled and said, "Tangtang, your aunt's housekeeper is gone. Sit down and have some meal with grandpa and Xiao Jing."

The table was very long, Mr. Ji sat in the middle, Zhao Yuanjing sat on the left, and Ji Tangtang sat on the right, which was opposite Zhao Yuanjing.

She poured herself a glass of red wine and drank it slowly.

Zhao Yuanjing looked at her.

Mr. Ji smiled and said, "To put it bluntly, Tangtang is as old as you, and she is fourteen. But her parents went there early, so she is indifferent."

"Didn't you say that minors cannot drink alcohol?" Zhao Yuanjing asked.

"I can drink as much as I want, no one can care about it." Ji Tangtang pinched the wine glass and said coldly, "You are so afraid of death, why are you donating blood to my grandfather?"

"Tangtang, you're so rude to your guests." Although Mr. Ji was blaming, he looked extremely doting.

Ji Tangtang ignored it, held a knife and fork, and ate the steak slowly.

"I'm impatient to eat these things. How good is the chopsticks? The things left by our ancestors are not as good as pouring tea." Mr. Ji picked up the chopsticks and ate Western food.

Zhao Yuanjing smiled and said, "It's just a tool to follow the customs of the countryside. You don't have to stick to anything when you are used by others."

These words made Mr. Ji’s eyes lit up: “Little brother is open. Come on, let’s use juice instead of wine, drink a glass. Thank you for saving my old man’s life.”

Two glasses of juice meet together.

Each gurgles.

It is in sharp contrast with Ji Tangtang, who is holding a goblet opposite and drinking red wine gracefully.

After dinner, Ji Tangtang came over and pushed the old man's wheelchair to the sofa.

The old man asked Zhao Yuanjing to sit on the sofa, pulled him to ask questions, and asked him what he had plans after the high school entrance examination.

Zhao Yuanjing answered truthfully.

He is going to high school and college.
Chapter completed!