In the afternoon, Fang Yuan still took Xinxin home ahead of time, but this time, Lan Caiyi also followed.
When I passed the supermarket, I went in and bought some vegetables.
The zero hour in the little guy's little schoolbag was not completely preserved in the end.
Lan Caiyi helped her take out part and put it in her own drawer, and partly gave it to Fangyuan.
Only a box of bear biscuits and a bag of seaweed were left in her schoolbag to take home.
My mother said that children can’t eat so many snacks. If they eat too much snacks, they will not grow up, they will have tooth decay, and they will still be unable to eat.
Although the child thinks what she said makes sense, she still thinks that she wants to eat it, because all her mother left is what she likes to eat.
So the little guy bulged his mouth all the way to express her dissatisfaction.
Finally Fang Yuan bought her an ice cream in the supermarket, and the little guy was a little bit happy.
Why say a little bit?It must have been a pleasure to eat ice cream, but the mother next to her was holding a bigger one and she was unhappy.
Why can adults eat big ones?
Children can only eat small ones.
"Oh, the child is so annoying!"
So the child licked the troubled ice cream in his hand with a troubled face.
The older child next to him happily licked the happy ice cream in his hand.
"Huh." The little guy stuck his tongue out at the older child.
Unwilling to show weakness, the older child vomited back.
Fangyuan, who was driving in front, looked at the amused mother and daughter from the rearview mirror, smiled and shook his head.
"I also said that I am like a child, so she really looks like an older child!"
When they got home, Fang's mother and the others had just returned. After a day of tiredness, they all sat there drinking water to rest.
Traveling has never been an easy job, so why now encourage young people to go out and take a look, because when you are old, you can't walk if you want to.
"Xinxin, do you miss grandma?" Mother Lan first greeted her when she saw the little guy carrying a small schoolbag coming in from the door.
"Well, the baby misses grandma." The little guy nodded immediately after hearing the words.
Mother Lan just asked casually, but she didn't expect that the little guy would actually miss her and surprise her inexplicably.
"Really? Why do you miss grandma?" Mother Lan stood up and pulled her to her side.
The little guy thought for a while, pointed to his little head and then to his belly.
Mother Lan didn't mind, but continued: "Do you want grandma to play with you? Then grandma won't go out tomorrow, okay with you at home?"
The little guy shook his head when he heard the words: "The baby didn't want to play with grandma. The baby wanted grandma to take care of your daughter. She bullied the children and robbed them of food."
The little guy said, akimbo angrily, and complained in front of grandma.
"Haha, isn't she? She is so bad? Grandma will help you beat her ass, okay? Beat her crying." Mother Lan laughed.
The little guy was a little bit reluctant when he heard that he was going to punch his mother on the nose, so he worriedly said: "Then if you can do it gently, just hit it, hit it!"
The little guy stretched out fleshy fingers and gestured.
Mother Lan was moved and held the little man in her arms.
Fang Yuan patted Lan Caiyi's butt next to her, staring at her, indicating what a good little person she is, why should she tease her?
Lan Caiyi gave him an annoyed look, raised her fist, then walked over with a smile on her face and pulled the little guy over.
Fang Yuan didn't care about them, but turned around and went to the kitchen to cook.
After a while, Fang's mother also came in to help.
"Mom, you don't need your help, just go and chat with Caiyi's mother." Fang Yuan stopped her.
"No, your Aunt He is embroidering the little guy's name on the quilt. Don't even mention it. The big family is different. She can't do these rough jobs, but the embroidery craft is really awesome!" Mother Fang exclaimed.
"Really? I'll see if it's really amazing later.
Now that you go out, you don't need your help, you just need to rest.
By the way, where is my dad?You can talk to him!"
"If I have anything to say to him, I have said it for a lifetime, and besides, he is not at home, he has gone to Aunt He's new house."
"Then I don't need your help, can you watch TV? Don't come in and mess with me."
"You kid, the wings are growing hard, right? You dare to say that my old lady is making you mess." Fang's mother reached out and tapped on Fang Yuan's head, her eyes full of spoiling.
"Auntie, go and rest, I'll help." Lan Caiyi also walked in at this time.
She just heard them talking outside.
Fang's mother didn't insist on hearing this, and turned around and went out.
As soon as Fang's mother left, Lan Caiyi raised her pink fist and gestured to him, "I just dared to spank my ass just now and see if I won't take revenge."
After speaking, he lightly hammered Fang Yuan's chest twice with his small fist.
Fang Yuan pretended to be injured, bent over and coughed loudly.
The little guy walked to the kitchen door with an apple in his hand and saw this scene. He was shocked and said: "Mom, did you beat Dad to death?"
Then he cried.
Fang's mother, who hadn't walked far, heard the sound and hurried back to ask: "What's the matter, why do you cry suddenly?"
"It's okay, Mom, we are playing around." Fang Yuan stood up straight, embarrassed.
"You can't make your child cry if you play around!" Fang's mother said dissatisfied.
Then, seeing the embarrassed blue Caiyi next to him, he didn't say anything, turned and left again.
"Okay, stop crying, I'm having fun with your mother." Fang Yuan comforted the little guy while squatting down.
But he suddenly found that the little guy had no tears.
"Oh, the baby is also playing with you." The little guy said with an indifferent expression.
Then she gnawed her apple, twisted her small butt, and turned away.
Fang Yuan stood up and looked at each other with Lan Caiyi, looking at each other, laughing together.
"This villain is getting skinny, who do you think is inherited?" Fang Yuan looked at Lan Caiyi with scorching eyes while washing the dishes.
Lan Caiyi said with a calm expression: "It must be like you, I was very quiet when I was young."
"Heh." Fang Yuan said disdainfully.
In his impression, the blue color clothing when he was a child was not a good girl, otherwise he would not use bamboo poles to shoot dates by himself, and he would be screamed by foreign spicy pepper.
"What do you mean?" Lan Caiyi looked at him coldly.
I broke two pieces of cucumber in my hand, took one of them and took a bite-crunchy and crispy.
"No... it doesn't mean anything, I mean she looks like me when she was a kid, so she must be like me!" Fang Yuan said with a smile.
"Count you acquaintance." Lan Caiyi said joyfully.
Then he kissed Fang Yuan on the cheek.
They didn't realize that the little guy who had turned back somehow was standing at the kitchen door watching this scene, and then left again with disgust.