"Bah! What are you talking about? " Wang Yuwei was not willing to yell: "I love Lao Kang wholeheartedly. Besides, what kind of person am I?"
"Yes, yes, your family's old health is good, unique good, old man's good, tasteful! Chewy
"Do you talk about old people like that! Ah, let me tell you, Lao Kang looks very mature. In fact, he is also jealous! " Wang Yuwei said that, covered his mouth and laughed.
"What's the matter?"
"After Xu Ankang called me, he sent me a short message, which means that if I am not happy, I can go to him or something."
"This Xu Ankang is absent-minded."
"Isn't it? It happened that Lao Kang saw this message again. He quarreled with me all night, and I didn't even sleep... "
"Ha ha!" Yin Xinxin couldn't imagine Lao Kang and other people's eager eyes. He couldn't help laughing and said, "you see, Lao Kang's honest people are pushing him!"
Wang Yuwei did not have the good spirit to smile a way: "he honest what, stubbornly rises with a donkey like!"
At noon, mother Yin made fried dumplings. The leeks were planted by grandfather Qin himself. They were tender and delicious. She chopped up the pork, mixed them together, added some pepper water and stirred them hard. Just out of the pot, the fried bun is hot, not to mention delicious.
Tangtang's eyes are finally transferred from Guoguo to shuijian Bao, and her big eyes are watching shuijian Bao flicker.
Wang Yuwei put a Fried Bun in Tangtang, broke it from the middle and let it cool for a while. However, Tangtang obviously couldn't wait. She lowered her head, stuck out her tongue and licked the soup. It might be too hot. She wrinkled her small nose and then puffed into the bun with her small mouth. The person who looked at it carefully couldn't help laughing.
Wang Yuwei didn't care about sugar. He took the fried dumpling and ate it. He sighed: "you are so happy. The fried dumpling made by my aunt is absolutely unique. It can definitely make a fire if you take it out and sell it!"
Not far away, mother Yin, who was holding the awakened fruit, said with a smile, "if you like, eat more!"
Wang Yuwei's steamed stuffed bun had not yet been swallowed, but she said with a paste: "this delicious steamed bun, I must take some back to my home Laokang to taste! Let him know how clever the women in Huizhou are
Yin Xinxin gave Wang Yuwei a big white eye, "it seems that you made this bun!"
They eat while chatting, one did not pay attention, sugar has eaten two, Wang Yuwei quickly stop her, "well, sugar, you can't eat any more, you can't wear that little flower skirt."
Tangtang's big eyes are full of tears and her mouth is pouting. She seems not to like it. She wants to eat fried dumplings!
Wang Yuwei said: "do you want to wear a flowery skirt or have a fried bun? Tangtang, if you think about it, you won't wear a flowery skirt if you eat Fried Bun again. "
Tangtang frowned and seemed to be engaged in a fierce ideological struggle. Half a sound, she blurted out: "Bao..."
A word, decided her choice, at this time she wants to eat Fried Bun, don't spend skirt!
Yin Xinxin was amused and sat beside laughing. Even Yin's mother, not far away, couldn't help laughing.
Wang Yuwei didn't expect that she was choked by her 13 month old daughter. How can she fight against her when she is just a little old? Can she still do it when she grows up?
At the thought of this, Wang Yuwei immediately pretended to be straight and said, "sugar, do you want to be fat? No one likes you when you're fat. " Pointing to the wake-up fruit in Yin's mother's arms, she said, "fruit doesn't like you either!"
Tangtang looked at her mother with her big eyes, and then at the fruit with her black eyes. She turned her little mouth and looked like she was about to cry, "no... fat..."
Although Tangtang said few words and didn't speak very clearly, the meaning was very obvious. She meant that she didn't want to be fat.
Look, this little girl, she already knows that she wants to love beauty.
Wang Yuwei gives Yin Xinxin a wink, which means, look, I'm good. I have a way of educating my daughter.
However, Tangtang's next sentence made Wang Yuwei's smile completely stiff on her face. She said: "material... Fruit..."
I don't want a flowery skirt, I don't want a Fried Bun, I want fruit!