Xie Jialei used to feel that he was a child. In fact, he was quite complete and had no regrets. At least his parents were kind to him when he was young, and he didn't feel that he was missing anything
However, this kind of thing still needs to be compared. Only after having a comparison can we know.
Childhood is really different from childhood.
Mo Yangyang raised her head to Xie Jialei's eyes and said with a smile, "Jialei, eat more. You have to go to class. If you don't eat more, you will be hungry in class."
Xie Jialei said, "Oh, oh Good... "
Mo Yang Yang said: "the morning time is not enough, do a little hasty, you..."
Xie Jialei said: "no, no It's already very good. It's already very good. I've never had such a big breakfast at home before. "
When he was at home, breakfast was basically bread, fried eggs, bacon and milk. There was nothing else. When it was better, it was sandwich.
Chinese breakfast is time-consuming. My aunt won't do that.
As for his mother It's not going to be in the kitchen.
Xie xieze said with a black face: "eat your food quickly. Don't think about it. After eating, go to school and study hard. You are a sophomore. When I was your age, I graduated from university."
Mo Yang Yang immediately kicked Xie Xize under the table.
Is there any uncle like you? What did you say? Do you owe me a beating?
If you want to be beaten, just say it.
Mo Yangyang hasn't opened her mouth yet. Unexpectedly, Xie Jialei smiles, and she is very happy. The haze in her eyes disappears, leaving only bright.
He said: "well, Uncle Wu is right. I'll go to school as soon as I eat. I'm sure I can't compare your IQ, but I'll try my best."
Mo Yangyang
It seems that there is no resentment at all. I'm not angry yet.
She looked at Xie Jialei and Xie xiezer, the communication channel between uncle and nephew. Is u not on the same track with her?
Xie xieze said to Mo Yangyang, "don't feed him all the time. He's not a child anymore. Let him eat by himself. You can eat yours."
Mo Yangyang
Hey, it's exciting. My son won't let it go.
Spicy stick grabbed his small chopsticks and said: "Mom, dad is right. Don't worry. I will eat it myself. You can eat it quickly. The porridge is almost cold."
Mo Yangyang
This one didn't even hate his father.
Mo Yangyang was a little puzzled. She looked up at the old lady.
It seems that the old lady doesn't know anything about what's going on on at the table. She drinks porridge, eats pickles and doesn't scratch her head
Xie Jialei next two did not think of anything else, completely immersed in the breakfast Mo Yangyang made.
Mo Yangyang didn't do anything, simple porridge, scallion cake, steamed dumplings And her own pickled radishes, salted duck eggs, that's all, no more.
However, Xie Jialei felt that even the simplest and most common porridge was better than what he had eaten before.
Xie Jialei doesn't understand. How amazing are his five aunts' hands Why is cooking so delicious?
Halfway through the meal, the doorbell rang.
Mo Yangyang said strangely, "well, who will come at this time?"
Xie Jialei immediately said in his heart: No.
This person, he thinks, besides Xie Fengmian, should There is no one else.
But he had to pretend he didn't know.
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