Doomsday Sanctuary

Di Ping left, but none of these middle and high-level managers left, all gathered in the conference room for intense discussions.

The new management structure is not only related to the development of the sanctuary, but also closely related to various departments. Those who are willing to relax are all discussing.

And Di Ping came to the small courtyard where his parents were, and he had to dine with his parents in the evening. Recently, he has been busy and even had no chance to eat a meal with his parents. This makes his parents resentful.

In the small courtyard, the father is watering a row of pepper seedlings in the courtyard, while the mother is directing.

Originally, the flowers planted here were all plucked by my mother. They said that they could not eat or use them, so they changed it to this ridge of pepper seedlings.

This pepper is the latest research result of the Department of Agriculture. The seedlings that Di Fu asked from the Department of Agriculture found the edible varieties from the mutant peppers, just two days after it was planted.

Gina and Luo Xinyi were standing side by side watching, but the two elders refused to let them intervene, and they could only be in a hurry.

Luo Xinyi was arranged by Di Pingxin to protect the two elders with Gina. This girl has a simple heart, loves to eat and sleep, and ranks among the strongest in the army barracks, but she is still only a small team leader. Did not rise.

Di Ping then transferred her to her parents, who could be considered as a person to use her talents. She was not lacking in food, and she was not bad in strength. His barbarian melee and Gina were close together, the best match.

"Town Lord! Master!"

Seeing Di Ping entering the yard, the two hurried over to say hello.

Di Ping nodded. Before he could speak, Mother Di also saw Di Ping, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, but then she cursed, "I thought I was about to forget your mother, she finally knew that she showed up. !"

"Hehe! I'm not busy! I'll be back as soon as I'm done!"

Di Ping was not angry, and said with a smile.

"There is no life in my eyes, and I won't bring water to your father. No one respects you, the great city lord, when I get home!"

Mother Di glared at Di Ping and motioned to Father Di, who was walking out of Tianlong with the bucket.

"The child just came back, let him rest, the water is not heavy!"

Father Di took the bucket and walked out.

"Come on, dad! Give it to me! Someone hurts you, but nobody hurts me!"

Di Ping hurriedly ran over with a smile to take the bucket road from his father.

"I'll smoke you a bastard!"

Di Mu immediately got ready to take off his shoes, gritted his teeth and pumped Di Ping.

Di Ping hurriedly ran out of the yard and went to the small river in front of the door to lift water, leaving behind the yard full of laughter.

"Mom, what are you going to eat tonight? Can you make dumplings?"

After a while, Di Ping came up with a bucket of water and asked when he asked Tian Longbian.

"I haven't eaten it well every day. I have to eat it when I get home. This one comes out of dumplings!"

Di's mother was not angry.

"What good things can children eat when they are traveling, eating, and sleeping? You lose weight even if you don't even look at them. If you ask you to pack it, you can eat it later and it's okay!"

Father Di said while watering the water.

"Okay! Making dumplings! Your father and your father are dears, so I'm an outsider, my mother, who serves both fathers!"

Although Di's mother was complaining, anyone could hear the smile in the words, patted the grey in his hand and walked to the room.

"Let's help!"

Gina and Luo Xinyi hurriedly followed into the house.

Di Ping and his father looked at each other and smiled, showing a triumphant smile. Di Ping leaned close to his father and said in a low voice, "Dad, I got a good bottle of wine, and I will honor you for a while!"

"What wine?"

Father Di stopped and asked.

"Moutai thirty years!"

"Okay! It doesn't hurt you in vain, knowing that there is a good wine to honor you Lao Tzu, the more you drink the dumplings, the more you drink, and we will drink two glasses later!"

Father Di's eyes lit up, he rubbed his hands anxiously, and said cheerfully.

"Sure, two drinks!"

Di Ping also smiled.

Bang bang bang...

At this time, there was a sound of stomping meat in the room. Di Mu was already chopping dumplings, and the sound was rhythmic, as if it was hitting music!