The old man pointed out the children in the two tables who had no mutations one by one, including two of the six daughters.

"Please. Please protect him. No more drinking." Mrs. Mei bowed her hands to everyone, poured a small cup from the bottle in the old man's hand, and toasted to the people at the table.

This young lady was very polite. Everyone stood up in return. Regardless of whether you can drink alcohol or not, let's show respect first.

After paying respects to this table, Mrs. Mei paid respects to the children of the old man at the table next to her. She whispered again that she asked everyone to protect the old man.

"Hey?" The old man took the time to ask Lan Ze, "Where is Xiao Jiang? Where did he go?"

"...Look, there are so many sons and daughters coming to see you. You have to ask Xiao Jiang."

"As soon as I saw him, I felt that this young man was pretty good and he was destined for me."

"I didn't bring it."

"Isn't he following you every time?" The old man was unhappy.

Comrade Xiao Jiang’s personal assistant is too powerful.

In the second half of the semester, in the zero-threshold course "Fundamentals of Space and Space Mathematics", more and more students are asking mentally retarded questions. Even if the question is retarded, since the students have asked it, it means that their rusty brains have thought seriously and should be encouraged;

In the same way, these questions also need to be sorted out and answered carefully.

Moreover, the answers to mentally handicapped questions are quite skillful. We must take into account the students' acceptance ability without hurting their sensitive self-esteem.

Teacher Lan is very good at fooling around with mentally retarded problems, but the workload is a bit heavy. Seeing him sinking into inefficient and repetitive work, Xiao Jiang felt extremely sad.

Lan Ze estimated that if he really wanted to get away, the two female graduate students would be too busy anyway, so he asked Xiao Jiang to help.

So this time when he went out, he took Xiao Yao with him.

"Dad, have you seen the handsome guy over there? I brought him here."

"Isn't that Xiaomei's classmate?"

Xiao Yao originally didn't have a seat. But he looked so eye-catching that he couldn't even stand aside. Taoist Bai had already shoved him into the crowd of Xiao Niangzi's classmates. It's not normal for people to share seats on such occasions.

? Anyway, now, little Comrade Yao should eat and drink, and he is already familiar with it.

"Look at him, does he look good enough to match anyone?"

The old man said "cut~" and poured himself a drink.

Halfway through, the cup was blocked by a small hand.

"You stay here and don't go to the table." A large bottle of soda fell down and the old man's wine was taken away. "Good boy, let me drink this for you."

"That's mine..." The old man resisted weakly and watched helplessly as the soda was poured into the cup.

I only left half the cup, not happy.

Drinking soda makes you even less happy.

Miss Mei smiled cheerfully at the old man's descendants and took the cup away.

Old man:(???д???)!!!

The people at the table, including the old man, watched Miss Mei's back.

The white-faced brother turned around:

"So, getting married means finding someone to take care of you?"

"I'm happy with you." The old man held up the soda and blew on the bottle.

Tons tons tons~

That's called being bold...that's weird.

This soda is so depressing.

The white-faced brother used the small bowl to cover his face and secretly gave Lan Ze a thumbs-up gesture, then punched his palm with his fist.

Dog, real hammer.

After the banquet ended, Lan Ze took the two children and waited until the end before leaving.

There were several brothers and sisters who stayed with him to wait for the old man.

Lan Cao was waiting to measure him. He didn't know why the others stayed.

Lan Ze didn't leave, mainly because he was afraid that the old man wouldn't have enough money to pay the bill.

Taoist Bai also stayed until the end. When he saw the old man, he asked the same question: "Do you have enough money?"

"I am." Miss Mei answered, "It's not much over the budget. But I'm already penniless. It's almost a change, and my classmates just helped me put it together."

The young lady tightened her grip on the old man, looking pitiful.

So Lan Ze asked the old man: "How much is the difference? Can I buy you some gifts to repay the favor?"

"Then do you know what girls like?" the old man asked.

"Skin care products? Cosmetics? Clothes? Jewelry?" Lan Ze found a bunch of brand membership cards and projected them.

"What on earth do you do for a living?" The young lady was startled.

"He is also a teacher." The old man's attitude was filled with relief and pride.

Lan Ze felt that Mrs. Mei understood what the old man meant. Because she thought about it and accepted Lan Ze's kindness.

She said seriously: "Just buy some very small gifts. Accessories that cost about thirty yuan per person are already very exquisite for us, and they are also the most practical at this stage. Because we have just started working.

, no need to use expensive things.”

Lanze: "..."

The young lady smiled sheepishly: "When I become a full-time employee next year, I won't dare to accept anything no matter how small it is."

"You have the final say. But I don't understand these things very well..."

Lan Ze looked at Lan Cao for help.

Lancao lowered his head and was concentrating on playing with his fingers.

Lan Ze didn't understand anything at this price point. He found it even more strange that cheap jewelry could be "practical".

"I understand." The white-faced brother jumped up from the ground.

He, the old man, and the young lady got together, and the three of them...mainly the handsome boy and the young lady, discussed and bought some hairbands, hairpins, and hairpins.

Listen to what the little lady says:

"So beautiful!"

"She has wanted this for a long time. She must be happy!"

...The income levels of her and her best friends are not very good. But that's right. They are all young people who have just left the world of university welfare and have no idea about the order of magnitude of money. Lanze also liked five yuan a piece before.

T-shirts (~ long-sleeved ones), six pairs of socks for four yuan...

The white-faced brother bought a girdle for his short-haired girlfriend, a wide belt for wearing skirts.

"Is it really okay?" Lan Ze took a peek and felt uneasy. "These gadgets don't look very strong."

"Why do you want it to be strong?" the white-faced brother asked him, "They are just things for young people to play with, as long as they look good enough. If they break it in two years, they will also have money. They will buy them themselves."

"...There seems to be a generation gap between you and me."

The white-faced brother rolled his eyes.

The children asked again and found out that the old man had already reserved a budget for the hotel, so they felt relieved and left one after another.

The big white face grabbed the old man's shoulder and whispered: "Dad, you are very old, so you have to take it easy."

The old man shook his head and smiled without saying anything.

"Hey, do you want me to help you find some secret recipes?"

"Get out!" The old man wanted to kick him to death now.

Lan Ze saw that Lan Cao was guarding him persistently and was about to take her away when he was suddenly stopped by the old man:
Chapter completed!