The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 1136 Second Form

At 1 o'clock in the afternoon, the living room was bright, the kitchen door opened, and the uncle walked out of the smoke, carefully holding a large bowl in his hands: "The last dish, cuttlefish and meatball soup!"

"Wow, it smells so good!" Gao Xinxin, who had already set out the dishes and chopsticks, sat in front of the table and cheered happily.

The uncle brought the soup to the table and set it up. He looked at the dishes on the table, with a hint of satisfaction and pride: "Huh, it's been a long time since we had such a big fight. I'm really tired."

"Uncle, sit down quickly and I'll rub your shoulders."

"Haha, okay." The uncle sat down at the main seat. Gao Xinxin walked up behind the uncle obediently and massaged his shoulders.

"Huh?" The uncle then realized: "Yangyang hasn't come yet?"

"Yeah, brother hasn't come yet." Gao Xinxin said.

The uncle looked at his watch and said, "It's been an hour and a half, no matter how late it is, we should be here."

"Is there a traffic jam on the road?" Gao Xinxin said, staring dimly at the yard outside the living room door.

"It's not a holiday, so we can't get stuck." The uncle frowned, "That shouldn't be the case. Yangyang has always been reliable. Xinxin, please call and ask how your brother is doing."

Gao Xinxin hesitated for a moment and said, "Uncle, please call me. My phone is out of battery."

"Okay." The uncle took out his cell phone, dialed Gao Yang's number, and turned to hand it to Gao Xinxin: "Here, let's talk to your brother."

Gao Xinxin was stunned for a moment and continued to massage the uncle's shoulders: "My hands are busy, uncle, just tell him."

The uncle looked at Gao Xinxin: "Xinxin, why are you a little strange today?"

"Is there any?" Gao Xinxin blinked.

"I originally thought you and your brother would come here together, but you came here alone, and you were still coy..." The uncle was slightly startled and then reacted: "Xinxin, you must have quarreled with your brother, right?" ?”

The unnaturalness on Gao Xinxin's face disappeared briefly, and she pretended to be relaxed: "No."

"It's impossible, there's definitely a conflict." The uncle was very sure.

"Actually, there are some things, and it doesn't count as a quarrel..." Gao Xinxin was vague.

"What's going on? Tell your uncle." The uncle was very concerned.

"Oh, I can't tell. Uncle, don't worry about it. It's just a small matter." Gao Xinxin said.

The uncle sighed, "Okay, okay, at your age, it's a difficult time to understand. I remember that Yangyang was quite rebellious in those two years. What's the word, middle two?"

"No!" Gao Xin was anxious and a little disdainful: "I don't get in the second grade. I hate people who get in the second grade the most. They are so stupid!"

"I see..." The uncle was about to say something else, but suddenly he saw a taxi appearing outside the courtyard door.

"Haha, here we come." The uncle smiled and stood up.

Gao Xinxin froze on the spot for two seconds, with hot expectations in her eyes. She walked out of the yard, surpassed her uncle, and rushed out of the yard in one breath.

"Brother! You are finally here!"

Gao Xinxin was filled with joy, but his smile suddenly froze.

A blond boy got out of the taxi. He was wearing brown sunglasses and a dark-colored trendy spring dress. He was holding a heavy gift bag in his hand.

He slammed the car door and stepped next to Gao Xinxin. He was a head taller than the girl. Under the warm April sun, his blond hair was dazzling and his smile was bright.

He lowered his head slightly and took off his sunglasses coolly: "Hey, isn't this Xinxin?"

Gao Xinxin's face was extremely ugly. She turned her back to her uncle, lowered her voice, and squeezed out a few words through her teeth: "What are you doing here?"

"It's my uncle's birthday today, I'm here..."

"It's my uncle, not your uncle." Gao Xinxin interrupted angrily.

"Hey, what's the relationship between the two of us? Why are we so open-minded?" Wang Zikai bypassed Gao Xinxin and was about to enter the courtyard: "Besides, the birthday party is more lively when there are more people."

"Go away! You are not welcome here!"

Gao Xinxin grabbed Wang Zikai and refused to let him in.

"Hey, hey!" Wang Zikai hurriedly shouted to the man in the yard: "Uncle! Happy birthday!"

When the uncle saw it was Wang Zikai, he was surprised and happy: "Isn't this Xiaokai? You came here with Yangyang?"

Wang Zikai grinned: "No, I came alone. Today is your birthday. I came to join in the fun and brought you some gifts."

"Haha, Xiao Kai is really thoughtful..." The uncle stepped forward, took the gift bag and took a look: "Oh! No, no, this is too expensive!"

"Uncle, just keep it." Wang Zikai pushed it to the uncle, "Ever since I ate the meal you cooked last time, I have been thinking about it. I will seize the opportunity to have another meal today." "Haha, you are so stupid Good job flattering you." The uncle was very happy.

"I'm serious! Uncle, with your skills, there is no limit to being a five-star chef." Wang Zikai became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Okay, okay, let's just say it again." Da Bole was so happy that he took Wang Zikai's gift bag: "Come in quickly, you're just in time, the dishes have just been served..."

"No!" Gao Xinxin shouted and stopped Wang Zikai: "Wang Zikai, today is the birthday of our Gao family. You, an outsider, shouldn't be an eyesore!"

"Xinxin." The uncle was a little embarrassed: "How can Xiaokai be considered an outsider? It's okay, more people will make it more lively."

"No! Absolutely not!" Gao Xinxin was uncharacteristically.

"Why...why?" The uncle was confused.

"Because, because..." Gao Xinxin blushed, but couldn't explain why.

The uncle was stunned and suddenly understood everything.

He first took a serious look at Gao Xinxin, then took a serious look at Wang Zikai, and sighed: "Hey, so that's what happened."

The uncle gave a wry smile, turned around and walked into the living room, "You two, come into the house with me."

Wang Zikai and Gao Xinxin looked at each other. The previous quarrel suddenly became unimportant and they followed their uncle into the hall.

In the house, the hot pot and dry pot on the big round table were still hot, crackling and steaming.

The uncle sat in the upper seat, Wang Zikai and Gao Xinxin sat on the left, and the three of them were silent for a while.

The uncle poured himself a small glass of white wine and took a sip. Then he picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the cold bean sprouts. He looked up and saw Wang Zikai and Gao Xinxin motionless, and raised his eyebrows helplessly:

"Why are you standing there? Eat."

Gao Xinxin hesitated and whispered, "My brother hasn't come yet."

"Don't wait for him, the food is cold." The uncle said.

"But……"

Gao Xinxin was about to say something, but Wang Zikai immediately interrupted: "Okay, don't wait for him. Whoever made that kid late deserves to have leftovers."

Wang Zikai took the chopsticks and started eating.

Gao Xinxin said nothing, picked up the chopsticks, randomly picked up some food, and put it in the bowl, but she was not in the mood to eat.

After a while, the uncle drank half a glass of white wine.

He put down his chopsticks and sighed sincerely: "Uncle, I may be a little confused about small things, but I am still clear about big things. I know what you two are planning, but before meeting Yangyang, you must first Pass the test of uncle."

Gao Xinxin quickly raised his head.

Wang Zikai's movement of picking up vegetables slowed down slightly.

Three seconds of silence.

"Uncle." Gao Xinxin looked a little sad: "It's none of your business..."

"No." Uncle interrupted: "What matters between you and your brother is my business. Uncle, I must take care of it."

Gao Xinxin and Wang Zikai were speechless for a moment.

The uncle looked at the two of them meaningfully: "Tell me, when did it happen?"

Gao Xinxin lowered his head and said nothing.

Wang Zikai stopped pretending, put down his chopsticks, and smiled calmly: "April 4st."

"I knew it, and it didn't take long." The uncle said, frowning: "Isn't this Yangyang's birthday? How could you choose that day!"

Gao Xinxin raised her head and looked at her uncle: "This is not something we can decide."

"Hey." The uncle shook his head: "Your brother must be so sad. He must not be able to accept it."

"Yes." Wang Zikai smiled half-heartedly, "He looks quite shocked."

"Hey." The uncle sighed deeply: "What are you two going to do?"

Gao Xinxin's eyes were no longer sad, but became colder and colder: "Today, I want to settle things with my brother."

(End of this chapter)