Qu Sinian: [...]

Zhang Dazhuang: [...]

Jian Yi: [...]

After about two minutes of silence, Qu Sinian trembled and asked: [Lao Lu, are you all right now?]

Lu Junhan took a silent look. Standing on the edge of the stove not far away, happy, like a crazy double horsetail little Lori, she bowed her head and returned two words: [not good.]

Ten minutes later, Zhang Dazhuang asked, "are you still alive?"

Lu Junhan: [dying.]

Qu Sinian: [????????]

Zhang Dazhuang: [is it so serious?]

"Dad, Dad, look, this is the little bag my mother taught me to make just now."

Without waiting for Lu Junhan to reply, the little girl who learned to pinch dough with her mother ran over happily. She spread out her little hand and showed her father the solid dough in her hand.

I don't know what the hell she added in it. It was a big ball, dark and black, like a big coal ball. The coal ball was also mixed with some dead grass and fallen leaves. It seemed that she didn't hold it firmly when pinching. She rolled on the ground for several times. It was black and dirty. It could kill people at a glance.

Not only was the dough deadly, but what she said was also deadly:

"Mom said that although it's not as good as what she did, compared with my father, what I did is good. Later, soak it with water, burn it with fire twice, and I'll blow it three times, and you can eat it again!"

Lu Junhan: "

After the little girl's memory was deleted, it was like being filled with countless wine, which was very high.

At ordinary times, she retreats from her mother's "craft". When she sees her mother's small cage bag just out of the cage, she can be scared to cry alive and run away, for fear that one will die if he accidentally smells the smell of the small cage bag.

After the memory was deleted, her temperament changed greatly. She was not afraid, but also very happy. She told her mother that she wanted to learn to make bags and that she wanted to make the best bags.

But Xiao Jue's heart was in full bloom. He was so happy that he tried his best to teach her.

In just half an hour, the little thing pinched all kinds of dough, including green, purple, yellow, blue, and her favorite pink. It was said that it would be steamed to her favorite father.

Now she pinches another black dirty dough. It's almost ready to have any color. Even the color of the rainbow is about to be gathered by her. It's just that Lu Junhan wants to turn around and leave this dangerous little fat girl, but he can't go.

This little thing's memory has just been deleted. In order to avoid maladjustment or other "Crazy" conditions, it's best to stay with her the first day after the memory is deleted in case of accidents.

If there is anything wrong, it can be adjusted in time.

This means that Lu Junhan can only sit here all the time and watch her make a pile of dough that can kill people.

Soon, the little girl happily held a steamed bun with a large steamer. No, she ran out with a large steamer with colorful dough as hard as a stone.

She put the steamer on the stone table, and the little milk voice said clearly:

"Dad, you eat the black one first. Mom said that the black one has just been put in. It hasn't been really (steamed) long. It's fresh. The fresh one is delicious. Other fake ones may not be very delicious."

Lu Junhan glanced at her faintly, tried not to look at the pile of hot eyed things in front of him, and quietly said, "why don't you eat yourself?"

"I've done it for a long time," said little Laurie, with her big black eyes, clear eyes and pouting her small mouth, "just want her father to eat first."

Just like telling stories, she also wants to be the first to tell her father!

"I'm not hungry for the time being."

Unfortunately, Lu Junhan still couldn't afford this filial piety. He pushed the steamer in front of the little girl and said, "eat it yourself."

"Well,"

Little Lori hung her head. Lu Junhan thought she had given up. Her frown was a little loose, but it wasn't completely loose.

Although her memory was deleted, the little Lori was still in a very good state of mind. She was depressed for only two seconds, so she perked up again and cleaned up the steamer quickly:

"Dad, you can eat this green one! Mom said it seems to add some green vegetables, which can help pig florets (digestion). After eating, you will be hungry. Then, when you are hungry, you can eat this fresh black! Isn't it great!"

Little Lori took her father's diet into account.

Lu Junhan: "

I may die after eating.

There was a slight crack in the man's cold white face. He was already thinking whether to restore the memory of this little thing.

If she doesn't recover, she can only collect the body for her father.

But Lu Junhan is not a person who will give up easily, and has always been decisive in killing and cutting. He rarely regrets his decision. He plans to struggle again and continue to wait and see.

Lu Junhan didn't look at the green dough, but stated a very convincing fact in a faint tone, "I don't like green vegetables."

"Yes,"

Xiao Lu Li reacted.

Like her father, she doesn't like green vegetables. She grabs the green dough with green vegetables, frowns and throws it away:

"This is a bad thing, Dad. We don't want to eat it!"

Then little Lori was forgetful again and began to sell her very fresh, obviously not steamed black dough: "Dad, you eat this, this is super delicious!"

This is a positive sales promotion. People who don't know it thought she had eaten it before.

"I'm not hungry."

Lu Junhan came back again.

However, this little thing is really his daughter. It's really difficult. After the green dough was killed and the black dough was temporarily killed, she moved out her yellow dough and introduced it with great interest:

"Dad, you can eat this! This is added with snacks. You can eat it if you're not hungry!"

Lu Junhan: "

In this color, I thought you would have something if you added some toilets.

Lu Junhan refused again expressionless: "I don't like snacks."

"Dad, you are picky about food," said little Laurie, frowning and looking at her father with a reproachful face. "It's not allowed. Children who are picky about food will not be fat."

With that, the little girl lifted up her sleeve and showed off. She showed her father that she was fat and could pinch out her little arm of meat: "look at me, I'm fat and not picky about food at all."

Lu Junhan: "

Lu Junhan couldn't bear it. He looked up at her and said, "believe it or not, I'll beat you."

After the little Lori deleted her memory, she was even more afraid of him. She pouted her small mouth, puffed her face and "hum" a voice: "Dad, you're not fat!"

She whispered, "even if you beat me, you can't get fat!"

Lu Junhan: "

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