Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

The little girl's voice was quite loud, and Ding Wenjie couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Qu Zhen raised her hand to teach Bai Ma a lesson, but Bai Ma shrank back and hid behind Ding Heng, peeking out half of her head.

"I didn't say anything wrong! Try the tsampa you made yourself, and that butter tea, it tastes so fishy..."

"Pema!"

Qu Zhen blushed with anger.

Pema stuck out her tongue, then pulled it back in.

Ding Heng smiled and shook his head, he could probably understand Baima.

Tibetan cuisine is indeed rustic, with dishes like tsampa, butter tea, and dried meat being developed for survival and warmth on the plateau.

Quzhen grew up in a pastoral area and has a deep-rooted affection for these foods. Even though she is now quite wealthy, she still occasionally misses them.

Like a certain Party Secretary, who in the end still missed the eight-cent Chifeng sandwiches.

But Baima is different.

She went to Chengdu at the age of fourteen, and her stomach had long been spoiled by the spicy and fragrant Sichuan cuisine. When she looked back at the rough Tibetan food, she naturally found it extremely unappetizing.

Faced with her quirky daughter, Qu Zhen finally gave up and served Ding Heng a bowl of Gu Tu: "Here, little Ding, have a taste."

Ding Heng took it, blew on it, and took a bite.

The dough was chewy, and the filling was made with yak meat and shredded radish, but the seasoning was rather bland, making it quite ordinary.

However, she still praised it verbally: "Mmm...delicious."

Qu Zhen smiled and said, "Eat more if you like it."

She ladled out another bowl and handed it to Baima.

Baima took it, her expression subtle.

Seeing her daughter's reluctant expression, Qu Zhen said irritably, "If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. Nobody is forcing you."

Baima immediately put down her bowl: "Then I won't eat."

"you……"

Qu Zhen was both angry and amused: "Can't you give me any face during the New Year?"

Bai Ma said innocently, "You're the one who told me not to eat it."

Qu Zhen took a deep breath, as if she was suppressing something.

Ding Heng quickly tried to smooth things over: "Bai Ma, Auntie has been busy for so long, you should at least eat a few more bites."

Baima pouted, picked up the bowl again, grabbed a gutu (a type of food), chewed it a couple of times, and mumbled, "Okay, okay, I'll eat it."

Qu Zhen shook her head helplessly, then served herself and Ding Wenjie each a bowl.

The family sat around the dining table, enjoying a lively and cheerful time.

Ding Heng suddenly asked, "Where's Secretary Huang? I haven't seen her."

"I'm going home for the Chinese New Year. I left yesterday and will be back on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year."

Qu Zhen sighed, "This young lady doesn't get much vacation throughout the year, so she should be allowed to rest during the Lunar New Year."

Baima put down her bowl: "Mother, I'm full."

Qu Zhen glanced at her: "Is that all you ate?"

I'm really full.

Bai Ma patted her belly.

Qu Zhen ignored her and turned to chat with Ding Wenjie.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Baima lightly kicked Ding Heng under the table and winked at him.

Ding Heng pretended not to see it.

Baima kicked again, this time with more force.

Ding Heng finally turned to look at her.

Pema mouthed, "Take me out of here."

Ding Heng sighed and put down his bowl: "Auntie, shall I take Baima out for a walk tonight?"

Quzhen looked at him, then at Baima: "What does she want to eat out for again?"

Baima immediately straightened her back: "No, no! I just want to go out and explore with my brother. There are so many places in Xingcheng that I haven't been to yet!"

Qu Zhen said expressionlessly, "Secretary Huang told me that when you came back from your last outing, you smelled like crayfish."

Bai Ma choked.

Ding Heng tried to smooth things over, saying, "Don't worry, Auntie, I'm watching her. I'll just take her out for something light to eat, and make sure she doesn't do anything reckless."

Qu Zhen hesitated for a moment, then sighed and said, "Alright, keep an eye on your sister."

Perhaps it's because of the "other people's child" filter, but Qu Zhen seems quite at ease with Ding Heng.

Wuhu!

Baima jumped up from the chair, grabbed her coat, and ran towards the door, shouting, "Brother, hurry, hurry!"

Ding Heng put down his chopsticks, said goodbye to Ding Wenjie and Qu Zhen, and followed them.

Upon arriving at the garage, Ding Heng habitually headed towards his beat-up Chang'an, while Bai Ma plopped down in the passenger seat of the Mercedes.

She patted the car window, looking completely at ease: "Brother, drive this one!"

Ding Heng glanced at her and said, "You certainly know how to pick."

Baima made no attempt to hide anything: "Your old car is uncomfortable to sit in. This one is much better; it's spacious and warm."

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated, and went around to the driver's seat to get in.

As the car drove out of the villa area, Baima leaned back in her seat, swinging her short legs back and forth, in an extremely good mood.

What would you like to eat?

"casual."

"The most difficult thing to do is to be casual."

"Brother, just take me to eat whatever you usually eat."

Baima then asked, "Can I call another friend?"

"Who?"

"What friends can I possibly have in Changsha?"

"Lin Man?"

"hey-hey……"

Baima said with a grin, "Sister Man is quite good to me, Brother, you don't mind, do you?"

How could it not be good? You're the cash cow of her escort service!

Ding Heng's mind flashed back to Lin Man's alluring face, and he sighed softly, "As long as you're happy."

Bai Ma's eyes lit up, and she immediately took out her phone to send a message to Lin Man.

Ding Heng turned around and drove towards Xie Baoyang's food stall in the west of the city.

Xie Baoyang's family food stall has been open for more than 20 years, and its taste is well-known. Now it can be considered a popular online store.

The day before Lunar New Year's Eve, the store was bustling with business, with cars parked all outside and people everywhere.

Ding Heng drove his Mercedes around the alley for half a turn but couldn't find a parking space. He simply called Xie Baoyang and asked him to help arrange a parking space and a seat to avoid queuing.

Baima peered out the car window: "So many people."

"There will be even more people later."

Ding Heng found a parking space as instructed by Xie Baoyang. As soon as he got out of the car, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Ding Heng?"

Two young girls walked slowly towards them.

The person speaking was wearing a beige coat, had long hair flowing down her shoulders, delicate features, wore light makeup, and had a sweet smile.

The other girl was shorter, wrapped in a black down jacket, and was looking down at her phone.

"Bai Zhiya?"

Ding Heng had a deep impression of Bai Zhiya, after all, she was the most outstanding student in the class.

In the dormitory, Liu Chiwang would often talk about who in the student union had pursued her and been rejected, and the gossip would come one after another...

Bai Zhiya greeted her: "Is it really you? I thought I had mistaken you for someone else."

"What a coincidence."

Ding Heng greeted him politely, "You're here for dinner too?"

"Yeah, I came out for a walk with my classmates."

Bai Zhiya's gaze fell on the Mercedes behind Ding Heng, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, before she looked at the little girl beside Ding Heng.

"Who is this...?"

"My sister."

"Oh……"

Hello, sister.

Baima greeted him politely.

Hello, little sister.

Bai Zhiya smiled in response, then turned her gaze back to Ding Heng: "The two of you?"

"Yes, I'll have a simple meal with my sister."

No sooner had Ding Heng finished speaking than Xie Baoyang emerged from the shop and complained, "Old Ding! Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I had to make room for you at the last minute!"