Chapter 904

After shopping, they went home.

When cooking, Bo Xiushen took the initiative to help in the kitchen.

Liang qiange was tying up an apron, and she raised eyebrows and looked at him: "so conscious?"

Bo Xiushen went behind her, took the waist rope, tied her apron, and leaned over her face and asked, "what do you want to do?"

Liang qiange laughed and took out several bags of vegetables for him: "washed, cleaned."

Liang qiange used to think that Bo Xiuchen liked doing housework very much. After all, from the beginning of understanding, this man was very attentive to help her do this and that, washing dishes, washing dishes, and occasionally cooking in person. He was determined to be the king of domestic affairs.

But it was not until he got married and gave birth to An'an that Liang qiange could see that he liked to do housework. Bo Xiushen was not interested in these things at all!

Of course, it doesn't mean that he won't do it. If there are only two people, he will take the initiative to do some trivial things to help her share.

But if Aunt Mei is there, he will never go into the kitchen. If you ask him to take a rag, he will let Liang Xiaoyi take it!

Liang qiange is also this just recollected. The things Bo Xiushen had done for her before were all disguised. They were very real. Most people couldn't see the flaw!

Since finding that Bo Xiuchen doesn't like doing housework, Liang qiange sometimes likes to make fun of him, such as asking him to go shopping with her today.

However, she didn't want Bo Xiushen to help her cook. She and Aunt Mei did better in cooking. Bo Xiushen's hands were broken, and sometimes it would help her.

But now that Bo Xiushen is here, Liang qiange won't drive him away. Let him do something without technical content.

Liang qiange didn't plan to make it too complicated. After all, it was just lunch. He simply made three dishes and one soup. At about 12:30, we could have dinner.

Liang qiange saw that the soup was almost ready, so he scooped out a spoon and handed it to Bo Xiushen's mouth.

Bo Xiushen leaned over and drank half of it.

"How is it, light?" Asked Liang qiange.

Thin Xiu Shen pursed her lips and said, "appropriate."

Liang qiange drank the remaining half of the spoon, then smacked his lips and said, "it's a little light, add a little salt."

She put a little more salt into the pot, but not too much. Then she looked at the time on the wall and said, "you can go to pick up the little translator, or you can go and watch An'an and ask Aunt Mei to pick up the little translator."

"I'll go." Before leaving, Bo Xiushen took Liang qiange's shoulder and gave her a kiss on the lips.

Liang qiange also smiles and kisses him, then pushes his arm to urge: "go quickly."

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the kindergarten is in the community. Actually, Liang Xiaoyi feels that he can go to and from school by himself. After all, he is six years old.

But his parents are not at ease, and Aunt Mei is not at ease, so he is still picked up by adults every day.

It was dad who came to pick him up at noon today.

When he saw his father, Liang Xiaoyi was a little surprised. He thought that his father would not be at home during the day.

"Dad, schoolbag." Liang Xiaoyi handed his little schoolbag to his father. Aunt Mei usually helps him with his schoolbag.

Bo Xiushen took a look at him: "did the teacher teach you, do your own thing?"

Liang Xiaoyi translated it as follows

Liang Xiaoyi recited the schoolbag honestly.

In fact, you can not carry a schoolbag when you go home at noon, but Liang Xiaoyi wants to finish the homework assigned by the kindergarten at home during the lunch break, so he endorses his bag and goes home.

The journey home is only a few minutes, but when we get downstairs, Liang Xiaoyi is held by his father.

"Not yet."

"Well?" Why

Bo Xiushen took out his mobile phone and dialed a video phone call. When he got through there, he handed the phone to his son.

Liang Xiaoyi holds the mobile phone for no reason. Looking at the screen, the old man with white hair suddenly appears. He is stunned for a moment: "Hey, grandfather."

Isn't this the grandfather I met in M, the grandfather of Peter's brother.

Sheng Yuanzheng, who was smiling on the other end of the phone, called out, "little translator."

Liang Xiaoyi also laughed: "Hello, grandfather."

"It's not grandfather, it's too Forget it. Call it whatever you want. " Sheng Yuanzheng did not care, only asked with a smile: "little translator, where is your sister?"

Liang Xiaoyi's face, originally quite happy, broke down: "the stink is not safe."

"Bang." Dad patted him on the head.

"What do you say?" Overhead came a cold question from my father.

Liang Xiaoyi pouted his mouth, rubbed his head and changed his mouth: "is An'an here..."

The old man on the other end of the phone was a little confused: "no? It's not How about you

Bo Xiushen takes the mobile phone from his son's hand and looks at the screen.

Sheng Yuanzheng's tiger eyes glared: "isn't it a good idea to see An'an? And Ann

Bo Xiushen switches the camera to let him see Liang Xiaoyi. Liang Xiaoyi doesn't know what happened at the moment. He is looking up at his father with a pure face. He has lost a lot of weight. He is carved with powder and jade. He is white and clean. His facial features show that he will be handsome in the future."An'an can't watch these days. I'll use this for a moment."

"This" translated by Liang Xiao:

Sheng Yuanzheng does not accept the spare tire: "I want to see An'an, not a translator!" Although he also likes small translation, he still has the video of piano competition in stock.

"Then none." Bo Xiushen is very arrogant.

Sheng Yuanzheng:

Sheng Yuanzheng was unconvinced: "why can't you see An'an?"

"Sneaking in at midnight every night affects my sleep."

"For that reason? Can't you overcome it? "

"No Bo Xiushen said, throwing the mobile phone back to Liang Xiaoyi, while limiting the time: "ten minutes."

Liang Xiaoyi stood at the elevator entrance and chatted with the grandfather of M country for ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, hung up the phone, Liang Xiaoyi did not know why: "Dad, this grandfather, he..."

"It's OK." Bo Xiushen took back his mobile phone and pressed the elevator to go upstairs: "don't tell your mother about this."

Don't tell mom?

Although I don't know why I can't tell my mother, since it's something I can't tell my mother, then

"Sealing fee." He held out his little paw.

Bo Xiushen pinched his small face: "how much do you want?"

"10 ice cream + macarone + cream cake set meal without playing ball for a week."

"One ice cream for a day without playing ball."

"Five days without playing, eight meals."

"Two days without playing, nothing else."

"Three days do not play, three sets of meals, Dad, really jump the price, you don't force me!"

Bo Xiushen chuckled and rubbed his son's head: "good, deal."

Liang Xiaoyi was relieved.

Bo Xiushen also said: "add a set meal. For the next three days, we will talk to the grandfather for ten minutes every day."

"Oh?" Liang Xiaoyi touched his chin, raised his head, and began to hang it up and sell it: "that's another price. We have to discuss it again."

"Forget it." Bo Xiushen is very indifferent.

"I didn't say that I didn't disagree, but adding one was definitely a little less," Liang said

"No more." Bo Xiushen said.

Liang Xiaoyi compared two fingers: "business can not be done in benevolence and righteousness, why not, I don't want the price too high, add two, two is not too much?"

"One."

"Dad..."

"Don't forget it."

"Good, good, one by one." Liang Xiaoyi was helpless and looked as if he had suffered a great loss: "that is to say, you are my father and give you the price of family affection. Otherwise, the price will not be sold out. You people are very good at bargaining..."

Bo Xiushen:

Bo Xiushen thinks that it is better for his son to read less about marketing books.