Lei Feng System

Han Zhuoyu quickly took off his messy clothes and walked into the bathroom to take a bath. Xiao Tuanzi kept following in his footsteps. Han Zhuoyu grabbed his forehead and pushed him out. It feels strange to be on the sidelines during the bath.

Xiao Tuanzi held his mouth, staring blankly at the closed bathroom door, and tears began to accumulate in his **** eyes. After finally meeting, the eldest brother shut himself out, don't you want to be yourself?

[Dididi...] The crisp system prompt sounded.

Han Zhuoyu ignored it and went to wash under the shower head.

[Dididi...] The prompt tone continues, and the signal is getting stronger and stronger.

[Host, Xiaozheng seems to be very scared! ] 9527 finally couldn't help but speak.

Han Zhuoyu was silent for a moment, washed away the foam on his body, wrapped a bath towel around his waist and walked over to open the door.

Seeing the door opened, the mist in Xiao Tuanzi's eyes disappeared, and the system prompt disappeared instantly.

Han Zhuoyu didn't speak, and pointed to the toilet lid.

The little dumpling knew it, so he climbed up and sat down, his eyes gleaming.

[Ding~Received Lei Chen's 10 points of appreciation! 】

[Can someone watch the host receive a thank you value even if I take a bath? The system is up again! ] 9527 refreshed his three views. Sure enough, the brain circuits of autistic children are completely different from ordinary people!

Han Zhuoyu gave a helpless look at the small dumpling and pulled up the translucent curtain that cut off the bathtub.

I can vaguely see the big brother's figure, Xiao Tuanzi feels relieved, holding his chin with two short hands, waiting patiently.

As if thinking of something, the boy suddenly opened the curtain again and wiped the small dumpling's forehead with a towel soaked in shower gel. The oil from his fingertips stuck to the child's forehead, making two small symmetrical black dots, which looked funny.

Xiao Tuanzi closed his eyes and obediently let him play around.

After wiping it clean, the young man tapped the small dumpling's forehead with his fingertips. There was no expression on his face, but his bright black eyes showed a hint of pampering.

Lei Ting, who walked upstairs to find his son, leaned against the bedroom door, smiling at the warm and moving scene. There is no utilitarian, no flattery, no calculation, he knows that the boy has a simple and sincere heart to get close to his son, and guide his son out of the barriers of self-enclosure. He is extremely grateful for it.

[Ding~ Received 20 points of gratitude from Thunder! 】

[If you have a son, you have a father. It really is Comrade Xiaozheng's father. There is so much thanks for helping you wipe your face! 】9527 sighed with satisfaction, completely forgetting the fact that he once complained about the other party's ‘Evil Bamboo’.

Han Zhuoyu glanced at Lei Ting blankly, and drew the curtain very calmly.

The bright black eyes shuddered and shivered, like a frightened little rabbit, but there was no extra expression on his face, which was really indescribable. Lei Ting could not help but walked slowly to the bathroom door, leaning over and staring into his son's eyes. If one day, these eyes could be filled with agile looks and various emotions, how great it would be!

Seeing that his son didn't look up at him, but just silently playing with his fingers, he sighed inwardly, left the bathroom lightly and closed the door.

Han Zhuoyu showered expressionlessly, as if he hadn't been affected by the man at all, but the muscles of his whole body instantly relaxed.

When the teenager took care of himself and went downstairs with the little dumpling, Thunder looked at his watch and raised his eyebrows in surprise. Half an hour of shower time, no more than a minute, more accurate than well-trained soldiers. He once again raised his evaluation of the juvenile.

The group arrived at Zhu Lanxuan and was invited by the welcome lady into the box that had already been booked. Zhu Lanxuan is a private restaurant that only opens ten tables a day, and the reserved seats have been lined up until more than half a year later, and because of his strong background, he never sells anyone's face or accepts skipping queues. A native emperor like Ang Guoren can't come just by saying.

But Thunder only needed a phone call to book the best box of the day, and the boss of Zhu Lanxuan came over to entertain him with the menu.

"Shao Lei, your presence is really amazing!" The young boss obviously knew Lei Ting, and while passing the menu over, he observed several guests without any trace.

After taking the menu, Lei Ting looked at Ang Guoren, "What kind of dishes does Xiaoyu like to eat?"

"This..." An Guoren was embarrassed. Except for his son's academic performance, he has never cared about anything else.

Thunder frowned slightly.

"Xiaoyu loves to eat everything, never picky eaters." Lei Lizhen said with a smile.

"Yes, you can just watch it." An Guoren quickly agreed.

"Xiaoyu, can you order yourself?" Lei Ting handed the menu to the boy sitting next to his son in a very gentle tone.

Han Zhuoyu pushed the menu back silently. Since childhood, he has always eaten whatever others give him, and what kind of taste he likes. He has never thought about this kind of question.

The little dumpling didn't say a word either. He still doesn't understand words.

I didn't expect the two to be able to speak. Thunder took the menu back, guessing everyone's preferences and started ordering, chicken matsutake, three shredded shark's fin, plum dumplings, fresh mushroom stewed Xianglian...

[With so many dishes, can six people finish it? Too extravagant! Comrade Lei Feng once said-in work, we must follow the most motivated comrades, and in life, we must follow the lowest level of comrades. How could Comrade Taisho lack this kind of consciousness? 】9527 God speaks utterly.

Under the cultivation of the stingy system, Han Zhuoyu has long developed a good habit of diligence and thrift. His rice bowl is always clean, and he will not leave a grain of rice. When he sees a large plate of leftovers leftovers on the table, he will feel very uncomfortable, even an eyesore.

The man is still ordering, keep ordering, pause for a moment and order again...

The young man who had something in his heart but couldn't speak looked at him, another look, another look...

In fact, Thunder had noticed the boy's abnormality a long time ago, but thought that his face was paralyzed and his face secretly worried was very interesting, so he always pretended not to see it. Putting down the menu, he finally looked at the boy and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

The teenager did not speak, and silently moved the warning sign on the table [Save a grain of rice to feed the family] to a conspicuous place. Recently, the reformists began to take power and vigorously advocated diligence and thrift in country C. This kind of warning sign is available in almost every restaurant.

Although not good at words, this silent expression is indescribably cute. Thunder could hardly hold the serious expression on his face. Depressing the smile coming from his throat, he looked at his son who was silently playing with his fingers and did not react at all to the outside world, his eyes dimmed. What if my son can actively express his inner thoughts like a teenager? I only hope that in the days after menstruation, he can grow up little by little under the influence of his youth.

"I deleted all these dishes, it won't be enough to order later." Lei Ting pointed to the menu and said. Finally, he looked at his watch and asked in a deep voice, "It is 6:20, and the dishes will be ready at 6:30. ?"

"No problem." The boss quickly promised.

Ten minutes later, the dishes were ready. Lei Ting served a bowl of rice to his son and the boy. Then he put some vegetables such as salted egg yolk baked pumpkin, braised Xianglian with fresh mushrooms, and fried bean sprouts with bamboo shoots. In front of the son.

Lei Chen was with his mother when he was one to three years old, and the other party's pursuit of beauty almost reached a pathological level. In order to maintain a slim figure, her recipe is extremely monotonous. She never eats meat or oil, even vegetables cooked with gravy are unacceptable. Lei Chen was also forced to be a vegetarian, and later developed the habit of not touching meat. A three-year-old child needs nutrition most. No one can imagine the mood when Thunder went to F country to see his sallow-looking, scrawny son.

After picking up his son, Lei Ting tried to feed him meat. In the end, his son always vomited, and then refused to eat. On the contrary, he became thinner than before. Thunder couldn't, so he had to go.

After taking good care of his son, the man picked up his chopsticks and greeted everyone to have a meal.

"Eat more." He urged the silent teenager softly, but he did not dare to pick him up. A person with autism has a very strong sense of territoriality, and his caring behavior may be interpreted as an invasion in the eyes of the other person.

Han Zhuoyu nodded slightly, but only picked up a dish in front of him, did not touch the dishes next to him, let alone turn the tabletop to choose. His eyes were drooping, and his smooth hair covered his handsome facial features, casting a shadow on his face, looking fragile and lonely.

Anguoren and Lei Lizhen did not pay attention to the teenager, they were turning the table, and each put a dish into An Ming's bowl, and eagerly urged him to eat more.

Because of his ex-wife, Thunder hates irresponsible parents. His smiling eyes gradually became cold, and he picked up the chopsticks and dishes, and put a little bit of every dish on the table in front of the boy. If no one made these for the teenager, would he eat one dish for every meal? But Fan Lei Lizhen intentionally, as long as he always put the vegetarian dishes in front of him can torture him, or even not even the vegetarian dishes, only a dish of sauce. Then what is the difference between his days when he settled down and his son with his ex-wife?

Bringing back bad memories, Thunder's already stern expression became even more ugly. He calmed down, and tried to use a gentle tone as much as possible to say, "Eat slowly, and then uncle will help you clip it after eating."

Anguoren realized that his show was not comprehensive, and he quickly picked up food for his elder son.

Lei Lizhen's smile became a little distorted. She felt Lei Ting's maintenance of Han Zhuoyu. The Lei family are xenophobic, short-term, suspicious, and cautious, and in general they are extremely difficult to get along with. But once they are in their eyes, they will put each other into their wings to fully protect. Obviously, Han Zhuoyu has done it. He got the approval of Thunder.

She looked at her son next to her, and a feeling of extreme unevenness suddenly appeared. Ming Huai is the person who is truly connected to the Lei family. It is him that Lei Ting should protect. Why is that wild species?

After taking several deep breaths in succession, she slowly pulled away a dignified smile and stretched out her hand to give Han Zhuoyu some food. For the present, there is only one word-forbearance!

"Brother eat more." An Minghuai also took a chopsticks dish and put it in the bowl in front of the boy, smiling cutely.

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Han Zhuoyu set aside the food that the three of them had handed aside, and only picked up the thunder folder to eat.

The Anjia trio smiled barely.

Lei Ting pursed his lips, a smile flowed from the deep eyes. Although this child is autistic, he also knows to resist in his own way, not bad!