Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　Wu Shaobai sighed.

　　Squinting, basking in the warm autumn sun, he didn't want to say a word.

　　……

　　The meal was over at 2:[-] pm, and everyone dispersed.

　　After seeing everyone away, Wu Shaobai returned to the tea house, looked at the master who was drinking tea and asked:

　　"Master, how is it?"

　　"It's all said and done."

　　"Well, then I'm relieved... Besides, Master, Xiao Luan told me about Xiaopi'er just now. If you think you can't find an excuse to let Xiaoyue go, just use Xiaopi'er as an example. How about it? It is said that Xiaoyue is able to endure enough now, and he can practice on his own, and just freed up a place to put Xiaopi'er here, the uncle will definitely agree."

　　Hearing this, Yu Xuan's eyes lit up in an instant.

　　"That's a good way... It's alright. If you say that, it's definitely no problem if your aunt loves Xiaopi'er."

　　"Ah."

　　Wu Shaobai smiled slightly:

　　"Isn't that solved?"

　　"The solution is the solution...but I just feel sorry for you..."

　　"What's wrong with me?"

　　Wu Shaobai looked at his master puzzled, but Yu Xuan sighed.

　　"Oh...it's okay."

　　"??"

　　……

　　Yu Xuan's actions were quick.

　　On Tuesday, I found Guo Degang directly.

　　Wu Shaobai didn't ask about the specific content of the conversation, but after returning in the evening, Yu Xuan told him:

　　"Your aunt will send Xiaopi'er over in the next two days. As for Xiaoyue and the others, they will go directly to Huguang as soon as Xiaopi'er arrives. Lao Gao and Xiao Luan are the same. You can see when it is suitable for you in these two days and arrange for everyone to eat. A meal. One is to catch the wind, and the other is to say goodbye.”

　　Wu Shaobai understood in seconds.

　　And at noon on Wednesday, when Yue Yunpeng came again, the confused look before was gone.

　　He didn't talk too much, just whispered to Wu Shaobai:

　　"I heard what Teacher Sun said, don't worry."

　　"Ah."

　　……

　　Wang Hui's actions were not unpleasant.

　　Without waiting for a moment, at noon on Thursday, she pulled Xiaopi'er back in Tianjin.

　　Then I called Wu Shaobai:

　　"Shaobai, Xiaopi'er is at home, can you come over now? Come and have a meal at home."

　　"Uh."

　　Wu Shaobai glanced at his watch and smiled:

　　"Okay, auntie, then I'll go after get off work."

　　"Ai, okay, hurry up, your uncle is at home too."

　　"Ok."

　　After hanging up the phone, Wu Shaobai thought about it, made a phone call and went out, then he honestly finished his class in Tongrentang, and then drove to the Rose Garden.

　　When we arrived at the Rose Garden, it was just after 12:[-].

　　Because everyone else was performing, it was Wang Hui who opened the door:

　　"Shaobai, hurry up, hurry in."

　　"aunt."

　　Wu Shaobai smiled and handed over the two pockets of fruit he bought at Tongrentang;

　　"To you."

　　"You kid... how many times have you said, don't buy things, don't buy things... who are like you, bring two pockets of fruit when you come to the house, and get more points."

　　"You are an elder, it is inappropriate to come to your house empty-handed."

　　Wu Shaobai smiled and shook his head. After putting on the slippers that Wang Hui brought, he smelled the aroma of the food as soon as he entered the house.

　　Guo Qilin didn't go home at noon, he ate at the school, so he didn't see anyone at all.

　　And as soon as he walked into the living room wearing slippers, he saw a yellow braid...

　　"My dear, who are you... from whom did you learn the style of killing Matt?"

　　Wu Shaobai complained.

　　But Xiaopi'er didn't return her mouth, she didn't even look like a smile, on the contrary, her face was full of reluctance...

　　"……What's going on here?"

　　Wu Shaobai couldn't help but ask.

　　Then I saw the killer in front of him shaking his head:

　　"I don't want to go to Guangde Building, Shaobai, I don't want to talk about cross talk."

　　"..."

　　"What nonsense are you talking about!"

　　At this time, Guo Degang walked downstairs, glared at Xiaopi'er, and then waved to Wu Shaobai:

　　"Come on, young master, haven't you been at home for a while? Eat it first. I know you like fish. Your aunt bought it from the market by the Haihe River. Serious Haihe fish!"

　　"Mmmm, alright... Xiaopi'er, come and sit first, let's chat while eating. It's been a long time since senior brother, you won't give me this face?"

　　"..."

　　Hearing this, Zhang Yunlei pursed her lips, but walked over anyway.

　　Remind Wu Shaobai:

　　"You have to wash your hands."

　　"... here goes.".

Chapter 648

　　"Master, what about the little cub?"

　　Sitting at the dining table, Wu Shaobai asked in confusion.

　　"I haven't come back yet. I went home to accompany my parents on October [-]. It is estimated that I will stay for a few more days."

　　Guo Degang said as he picked up his chopsticks:

　　"Eat, eat, eat, don't be polite at home."

　　"Eh, good."

　　Only then did Wu Shaobai pick up the chopsticks. At the same time, he glanced at Zhang Yunlei, whose head was covered in yellow hair, and sighed helplessly:

　　"You said that you, with a good face, have to dress yourself in a non-mainstream appearance?"

　　"That's right, you also learn Shaobai, isn't it good to get this kind of head shape?"

　　Wang Hui also spoke beside him.

　　But Zhang Yunlei didn't say a word, just lowered his head and ate silently.

　　He was thin himself, and he looked tall and thin. At this moment, when he was eating, for some reason, his back was bowed down, and he looked like a scrawny and malnourished young man in society.

　　Wu Shaobai frowned.

　　But after thinking for a while, he didn't speak, just glanced at Guo Degang and then at Wang Hui.

　　Both were equally worried.

　　"Would you like me to accompany you for a drink?"

　　Suddenly, Wu Shaobai spoke up.

　　Zhang Yunlei was stunned for a moment, raised his head and glanced at him, and subconsciously said:

　　"You're not performing?"

　　"Yo?"

　　Wu Shaobai chuckled lightly:

　　"Although the style is a bit non-mainstream, do you still know the rule that we can't bring wine on stage?"

　　"..."

　　In an instant, Zhang Yunlei's face didn't look good.

　　Wu Shaobai didn't care. He lowered his head and took the chopsticks on the table, the soy-flavored kidnapper (called crucian carp in Tianjin), and said at the same time:

　　"Auntie, after eating so many Tianjin dishes, I still think your fish is the most delicious. In terms of fish cooking, my master is not as good as yours."

　　"Uh……"

　　Wang Hui's mind was obviously not on eating, and when she heard Wu Shaobai's words, she forced a smile:

　　"Ha... This... Mainly because the fish from Haihe River is good. The fish from other places can't make this taste."~"

　　"One side of the water and soil supports the other side. Is this the truth?"