Kong Wange activated his passive skills and was immune to verbal attacks. He ignored him and got out of bed quickly.

When the two of them packed up and arrived at the front hall together, the old man was already waiting in his seat. Kong Chi was sitting next to the old man. When he saw the two of them, he waved his hands with a smile: "Mommy Daddy!"

Kong Wange went over and gave her son a kiss, turned to look at the old man: "Grandpa, how about the rest last night?"

The old man smiled and said, "Don't mention that I'm so at ease. I haven't slept so comfortably for so many years. Thanks to Xiao Ge'er, you!"

Kong Wange smiled and said, "It's good if it works. Next, let Uncle Xu decoct the medicine according to the prescription I prescribed for you. Just drink it regularly. I will also give you some medicinal supplementary treatments."

"Okay, I must have listened to Xiao Ge'er. Has A Ting bullied you yesterday? I heard your Uncle Xu say that you asked him to add a bed in the middle of the night."

Kong Wange looked at Murong Ting provocatively.

It means it is obvious that she falsely accused her of not asking last night, so she knows this time.

Murong Ting's face did not blush and his heart was not beating. He took the speech and said, "The bed is too narrow, I want to fight."

Murong Yuan immediately smiled happily: "That's good, that's good. It turns out that the narrow bed affects your performance. I thought you were bullying Xiao Ge'er."

"Ahem."

Kong Wange, who had just stuffed her mouth into her mouth, turned red with shame at these words.

Murong Ting coughed lightly: "Okay, stop talking about this, have a meal."

When Murong Yuan saw that he was about to sit opposite Kong Wange, he said angrily: "Go and go, sit next to Xiaoge'er, stay away from me."

Murong Ting: "..."

Taking a deep breath, he bypassed the old man and sat next to Kong Wange.

The old man usually eats less in the morning and is relatively light.

There were many people today, and he was happy and asked the butler to arrange for a few more dishes to sit.

Seeing a steamed bass on the table, he smiled and said, "Xiao Ge'er, I remember you like to eat fish, right?"

"Yes, Grandpa, you still remember it." Kong Wange smiled.

"A Ting," Murong Yuan immediately turned his eyes: "Do you have some wisdom to see that you won't pick fish for Xiao Ge'er to eat?"

"Can she choose it herself..."

"Can that be the same? I remember when your grandma was there, let alone picking fish, I didn't even let her shave the fish bones by herself!"

Murong Ting: "..."

Under the burning gaze of the old man, he picked up a large piece of fish head and put it in Kong Wange's bowl: "Come on, grandpa likes you so much, eat more, this fish head is not thorny and nourishes your brain."

Kong Wange reacted very quickly, and held down the two fish eyes with his backhand and delivered them to the man's bowl with respect: "Come on, don't be polite, fish eyes are clear, and you should keep your eyes open, just like you don't pretend to be aware of anyone."

Murong Ting stared at the two dead fish eyes on the plate, and remembered the days when he could not see the eyes of Wen Yan six years ago.

For a moment, he doubted whether the woman in front of him knew something, and deliberately used the fish eyes to mock him here.

Similarly, Kong Wange looked at the fish head in front of him, and always felt that Murong Ting's resentment was attached to it, and he would reduce his life after talking.

The old man didn't think so much, he just thought it was a little bit of a quarrel between the couple, and he looked quite satisfied.

After eating two bites of food, the old man thought of another thing and said, "By the way, Xiao Ge'er is back now, Xiao Chen is old, when are you going to send him to kindergarten?"

Murong Ting paused slightly and subconsciously went to see Kong Chi.

In the past, he didn't want to expose his son, so he always hired a tutor. Later, he personally taught his son, and ignored this issue, so he delayed the matter again and again.

After the old man proposed this time, he felt it was time.

Unfortunately, before he could speak, he saw Kong Chi's body stagnant by the table, then turned his head and blinked his big round eyes and said, "Grandpa, I don't need to go to kindergarten."

The old man only thought that children were playful and did not like to study, so he said earnestly: "Xiaochen, although you have some talent in traditional Chinese medicine, you cannot be proud. You still have to master the cultural knowledge you should master. You can't go out in the future and all other children will memorize poetry and count and show themselves. You can only say, Come on, I'll give you an injection. How embarrassing, and you will be looked down upon by other children like this, huh?"


Chapter completed!