The Heartless Mage Chapter 240: Ding Abba (1)

My Love Mule themed restaurant has two floors. The interior of the building is interestingly decorated, with a little cartoon style everywhere. Even the doorman's costume is the same as the mule statue in front of the door. Bai Daqian took Shi Gaofei and Wuxin into the restaurant, and was led up to the second floor by Miss Yingbin. Miss Yingbin has a devilish figure and is dressed up as a Bugs Bunny, but unfortunately she is a down-and-out Bugs Bunny, because one of the bunny ears on her head is drooped, and the short tail on her buttocks is also off the line. Toss.

In front of a private room called "Mushroom Village" on the second floor, the welcoming lady stopped. Bai Daqian saw that the private room was half-closed, so he tentatively reached out and pushed it gently. The door opened with force, and Shi Gaofei and Wuxin, who were behind Bai Daqian, stretched their necks and looked inward together, only to see two people standing in the room, one tall and one short, rubbing their hands and exhaling in unison, and it seemed that they had just been Arrived, not even taking off his heavy coat. Suddenly seeing Bai Daqian and others coming, the tall Ding Ding immediately raised his hand to support the shoulders of the short old man beside him, and pushed him forward involuntarily: "Well, Master Bai, my father is here, I'm not worthy of it. Talk to you, my dad can always catch your eye, right?"

Bai Daqian caught Ding Ding's dad off guard, looked up and down a little, and found that the other party was not short, he was average in height, but only a small size because of Ding Ding's background. Judging from the thick gray hair on his head, he should be in his 50s or 60s, but despite the vicissitudes of his hair, his face is quite young, a kind-hearted, baby-faced old man. Raising his hand to support the half-rimmed glasses that had slipped onto the tip of his nose, the little old man's eyes circled from left to right, and then he aimed at Wuxin and gave a "chi" smile.

Wuxin fought a cold war, feeling that the other party was a little familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was. He hid beside Shi Gaofei as if in fear. He thought he was happy as a son, and was really afraid that an insider would reveal his identity.

At this time, Ding Ding's father has already stretched out his hand to Bai Daqian with a smile: "I have admired the name of Master Bai for a long time. Don't worry about your surname Ding, Ding Sihan."

Bai Daqian immediately shook hands with him with a full face: "Hello, Mr. Ding. How dare I be the master, just call my name."

Ding Sihan and Bai Daqian clasped four hands and shook it up and down: "I don't mind calling you brother, right?"

Bai Daqian cooperated with his actions: "I don't mind, I don't mind, it's just right to be called brother. Listen to your accent, brother Ding, you are also a northerner?"

Ding Sihan giggled and laughed: "Young and Xiao leave home, the boss returns, the local accent has not changed, the temples are weak, and it is me." Then he tilted his head and looked over Bai Daqian's shoulder: "The two young men in the back are Brother Bai. Is it a master student?"

Bai Daqian let go of his hand and turned sideways to make Shi Gaofei and Wuxin appear. To be decent, Shi Gaofei has the best image, and is qualified to walk on the runway. Unfortunately, his condition is too unstable. Before Bai Daqian can speak, he has already walked aside and looked at the cartoons on the wall. Unintentionally standing alone in the same place, walking is neither staying nor staying. He quickly glanced at Ding Sihan again, how he looked and felt that the other party seemed familiar. Just as he was beating drums in his heart, Bai Daqian had finished introducing him.

He smiled reluctantly at Ding Sihan, who had nothing to say. However, Ding Sihan said, "Okay, so young."

As soon as these words came out, the alarm bell rang in Wuxin's mind. Staring at Ding Sihan's eyes for a moment, he suddenly recognized the other party.

"You..." He stammered tremblingly: "You... hello."

Ding Sihan laughed, raised his hand and pointed at the tip of his unintentional nose while laughing: "Young man, I don't know you, do you know me?"

He has a short hair on his head like a heartless hedgehog, and his back is cold: "I don't know, I don't know at all."

Ding Sihan rubbed his hands again, then stepped forward and squeezed Wuxin's face hard: "Young and beautiful, not bad."

Before I had no intention to resist, a scream suddenly sounded inside the private room. Ding Sihan looked back and saw that Shi Gaofei had turned behind Tintin at some point, pinching Tintin's neck with one hand, and pinching Tintin's cheek with the other. The two sides looked at each other from a distance, and Shi Gaofei said angrily: "Old guy, if you don't let go of my son, I will crush your duck to death!"

Ding Sihan was startled and immediately let go. And Tintin was pinched by Shi Gaofei, his lips protruding, and he was speechless. Shi Gaofei stretched his head to look at his profile, then raised his head and smiled at Bai Daqian and Wuxin: "Hahaha, look, he really looks like a duck!"

Bai Daqian turned to Ding Sihan embarrassedly, and raised his finger to point at his temple at the same time. Ding Sihan immediately understood, and he was surprised at the same time. He wondered why Bai Daqian, as an emerging master, would accept such a short-circuited apprentice.

Bai Daqian sent out to rescue Tintin unintentionally, and peace was temporarily restored in the private room. It was freezing cold outside, and everyone undressed and sat down together. Although Ding Sihan was a little older, he did not gain weight. The commander Tintin hung his cotton coat on the coat rack. He revealed the snow-white shirt and sky-blue vest inside. The neckline of the wool vest was trimmed with a plaid border, and a golden smiley face pattern was woven on the chest. After pushing for a while with Bai Daqian, he took the seat of the chief as a matter of course. Raising his hand and stroking his short gray hair, he looked around triumphantly, his expression and image very similar to that of an old boy.

Ding Ding was not very happy at first, and after being pinched in the face by Shi Gaofei, he became more and more unhappy. While waiting for the dishes to be served, Ding Sihan put one elbow on the table and asked with a smile on his cheek, "You two, who's son?"

Wuxin was afraid that Shi Gaofei would talk nonsense, so he took the initiative to answer: "I am the son, he is the father."

As soon as these words came out, Bai Daqian lowered his head in shame, thinking that the other party must think that his two apprentices are crazy.

Ding Sihan nodded: "Interesting, although I still don't understand."

Bai Daqian stretched his neck and blocked Ding Sihan's gaze with his dignified white face: "Brother Ding, don't worry about the younger generation's affairs for the time being. Since we are destined to meet, why don't we talk about business."

Ding Sihan was about to answer when the door of the private room opened, but it was time to serve food. Shi Gaofei immediately grabbed Wuxin's hand, shoved a pair of chopsticks into his hand, and cheered happily, "Baby, it's time to eat!"

Bai Daqian and Ding Ding sighed together, but Wu Xin was about to blush and murmured to withdraw his hand: "I'm not hungry."

Shi Gaofei knew that his son was always greedy, so he didn't believe it at all: "Aren't you hungry? Don't you like to eat? Or would Dad take you to buy taro pie?"

Inadvertently, he leaned into Shi Gaofei's ear, lowered his voice and said urgently, "Dad! Don't call me baby in front of outsiders."

Shi Gaofei suddenly realized and nodded deeply: "Oh, Dad forgot!"

Shi Gaofei kept his temper and continued to talk. He had no intention of listening to the conversation between Bai Daqian and Ding Sihan. However, although it was close at hand, Shi Gaofei was so arguing that he could not hear a word clearly. Later, Shi Gaofei finally calmed down for a while. Wuxin listened to Bai Daqian with a smile while he was focusing on peeling the shrimp shells: "It turns out that Brother Ding has lived in the mayor of Jiangkou for a few years."

Ding Sihan lit a cigar and took a deep breath before answering: "I came here in a hurry, I thought I could make a small fortune in business and earn some pension money, but I didn't expect that I was not a businessman. I don’t have a deep understanding of the local situation. In addition to my poor health, I always have to go home to recuperate, so I gave up halfway and failed to manage the resort to the end.”

Bai Daqian made a sympathetic look: "What's wrong with Brother Ding?"

Ding Sihan replied calmly: "Small illness, schizophrenia."

Bai Daqian's heart trembled, thinking to himself, am I going to be mentally ill this year? The two around him are already abnormal, and it is even more dangerous to have an adversary, and they will actually split. With a gentle smile, he asked Ding Sihan, "Is it healed now?"

Ding Sihan bit his cigar, first raised his hand and pressed his chest, then smiled: "It's okay, if something happens, I can't sit here and talk to you."

Bai Daqian reluctantly continued to smile: "Okay, buddy Jiren has his own good looks."

Then he glanced at Wuxin as if unable to resist, and Wuxin immediately glanced at Ding Sihan. Ding Sihan received his radio-like gaze, and immediately nodded slightly with a cigar in one hand and a napkin in the other.

Because Shi Gaofei peeled shrimp shells so well, Wu Xian took the opportunity and temporarily left the table in the name of going to the bathroom. As soon as he left, Ding Sihan handed the cigar to Ding Ding, and then went out to the private room. The two met in the hall outside. In the corner of the hall was a huge phoenix-tailed bamboo with a round sofa table, just enough for them to sit opposite each other. When there was no audience around, Wuxin immediately opened his mouth: "What was your name back then? Ding Kitten or Ding Puppies? I haven't seen each other for decades, so I can't remember exactly."