"Brother cooks for you."
Lu Yi picked up the little fat man, and then let him sit on the sofa. Now he turned on the TV and let the little fat man pass the time.
"Don't disturb my sister, my sister is asleep."
Lu Yi pinched the little fat man's face and said.
"I know," Zhizhi is small, but he is very observant. He knows that at home dad and sister are the most tired. If the sister falls asleep, even if he wants to play with his sister again, it is all Can't wake up and sister.
If she wants to play with her sister, then she can only wait until her sister wakes up.
Lu Yi squeezed the fat face of the little fat man again, and really felt that Ye Rong raised the child too fat, and this life was so good, her Huan Huan finally had real loved ones, she had a younger brother, He will not be bullied by others in the future, nor will he be called an orphan.
Lu Yi walked into the kitchen, where he was close to where he went to college, so he lived here all the time, and next year, he went to work in the procuratorate just like he did in his previous life. Relationship, he has already laid it out now, he has paved the way behind Yan Huan, Yan Huan in this life will definitely not suffer any hardship, she will be safe, she will be smooth, no No one would hurt her, and there would be no relatives who she didn't want to recognize, and persecuted her in a blood relationship.
Lu Yi's hands are fast, after all, he has lived independently for a long time, that is, in his last life, he has been taking care of his meals, and after letting him do everything by himself, it is obvious that he is not suitable for all aspects and also uses It took me a few years to learn how to cook my own rice. Of course, it is not limited to just making a bowl of noodles.
He made egg fried rice for the little fat man. This was learned from Yan Huan. He made his own egg fried rice all his life, and the egg fried rice he made was almost the same as that of his previous life, but it was just a step. Everything is right, but in terms of taste, it is still a bit different from Tonghuan. As for Lu Yi, what is the reason? Lu Yi thinks, it may be because it is not from Huanhuan, so the taste is different.
The dishes made by Yan Huan also had his own taste.
"Eat it."
Lu Yi put the bowl in front of the little fat man.
The little fat man took a small spoon with his little meat and stuffed his small mouth with rice. The small fat look was really cute.
Lu Yi couldn't help but touch the little fat man's small head. The child was long and sturdy, and he didn't grow up accustomed to seeing how he was eating.
"Brother is really seven," the little fat man was eating with joy, and it was possible that his belly was really hungry. Seeing that he was so fat, he knew how good his body was and how much he could eat.
And the little fat man is really edible, he has finished a bowl of rice in one go, and he still needs the fruits after the meal.
"Can you still eat?"
Lu Yi touched the fat belly of the little fat man, and all of them came out with fat. This child really can still stuff his little mouth.
"Eat, eat."
The little fat man grieved and flattened his small mouth. "After eating, my mother will give Zhizhi to eat fruit, brother, knowing to eat apples. "
If he doesn’t eat fruit, his stomach will be hungry. He wants to eat fruits and apples.
"Okay," Lu Yi stood up and took out his cell phone and dialed it.
"Buy some fruit for me, hurry up."
And when he put down the phone, he saw the little fat man staring at him with wide eyes.
Lu Yi touched his little head, well, your fruit will come after a while.
The little fat man was happy now, and ran to the TV again. Like a little duck, he clumsily climbed onto the sofa and sat there watching the TV.
Soon after, the doorbell outside rang.
Lu Yi opened the door and saw that Lei Qingyi was standing outside, still a stupid telephone pole. This man was too tall. Whatever happened was that he felt that the lower plate was unstable. It still had to be stable for a few more years.
"Well, yours."
Lei Qingyi handed the bag in his hand to Lu Yi. He grabbed a handful of hair. He was still wearing a moving suit, and his hair was a mess of straw.
And he hadn't spoken yet, and with a bang, the door closed as if his face.
"Lu Yi..."
Lei Qingyi stretched out his big feet and directly pressed Lu Yi's door, "What do you think of me, your porter, can you let me go in and drink somehow?"
He kicked the door again, and Lu Yi's door was very strong, but some of his big footprints still fell on the door.
"Cut," he extended his middle finger, "I'm going to play basketball, don't care too much about your change."
Lu Yi brought the bag in his hand into the kitchen, and then took out the fruit in the bag. There were apples, pears, and peaches. Lei Qingyi was not stupid. He knew how to buy him some.
He didn't know what the little fat man likes to eat, so each one was cut a little.
"Eat," he put the small bowl of fruit in the arms of the little fat man and let the little fat man eat for himself.
"Thank you brother," although the little fat man is young, his mother and two sisters have never been relaxed. For his education, he is long and no sister looks good, but he is a very polite child of
And Lu Yi also found that this little fat man is indeed very well-nurtured, because he is not picky at all, what to give, how much to give, otherwise, how could it be so strong.
Then the little fat man took an apple with his little fat claws, but in the end one hand didn't know where to stretch out, but then took his little meat hand forward, and then, put his hand inside The fruit gnawed in one bite.
The little fat man has a flat mouth and red eyes, and he is about to cry.
How can you be like this?
How can there be such a sister?
How can you bully your sister like this?
Lu Yi reached out and raised Yan Huan's collar back, "There is in the kitchen."
Yan Huan shrugged her shoulder, she did it on purpose.
The little fat man cried with a wow.
Lu Yi hurriedly hugged the little fat man, and the little fat man wiped his tears with his little fist, sobbing and crying in his mouth
"Knowledge must not be your own, knowing that it was picked up by my mother, so no one loves knowing, woo..."
This time, the grievances that grievance the little fat man are about to cry.
Lu Yi also has nothing to say to Yan Huan’s unscrupulous sister. Which one is a sister is clearly a witch.
Lu Yizhi still knows how to coax children, after all, when his words fell, he was a dad who raised the weak and squeamish little daughter.
And he is good at psychology, of course, to coax a child, it is also a matter of hand in hand.