Xiaoyou took a look at the dry mother that obvious saliva is about to flow on the ground expression, red lips and white teeth to smile.
The big black eyes turned around and suddenly let go of the godmother's hand: "godmother, wait a moment!"
Then he ran back to the kitchen, took the small Deng Zi and put it in front of the cupboard, opened the door of the cabinet, and then stood up and took a bamboo stick to the material rack on the edge.
"For what?" Seeing his son running back, Gu Qingshen asked.
"I think Ganma's appetite is bad. I'll give her some help first." Xiaoyou is in pain, sometimes even Gu Qingshen is ashamed.
I saw the little guy cleanly washed the bamboo stick in the water, went directly to the cold shaking plate, and used the bamboo stick to string a long string of cucumber patting.
"Mommy, I'm going to accompany Godfather and godmother first. Call me if you need help!" Xiaoyou said with a smile and turned to run outside.
Gu Qingshen smiles gently.
"The boy has a good relationship with Zhang sang." Li Xincheng looks at Xiaoyou, who is running outside. His thin lips make him smile.
"Sonny is better for him."
In those years, in addition to Yelai Xiang, Zhang sang had always taken care of them. Now, no matter how good she and her wife are to Zhang sang, it is just icing on the cake. But at the beginning, Zhang Sang was a real help.
Such a good friend, a lifetime, but only one.
“……” Li Xincheng chooses to be quiet.
He seems to have touched on an inappropriate topic again.
"You should also thank them. They took care of your wife and children for you in those days. Otherwise, how could you have such a beautiful wife, such a smart son, and such a pair of daughters?" Gu Qingshen looked at his embarrassed expression and said with a happy smile.
"I thank them very much." Although he didn't say that, Li Xincheng was really grateful to them.
It's just the evening primrose Well, there's no way. He can't be too generous for his rival.
"Well, turn down the fire over there. The soup is going to overflow..." Gu Qingshen pointed to the other stove.
Li Xincheng turned to turn down the fire.
After taking a look at the half taken cucumber, he turned to the freezer, opened the freezer, took a look at the ingredients inside, and took out several segments of lotus root, a small packet of black fungus, two cucumbers and a small bag of kelp, and planned to make more cold sauce.
Gu Qingshen looked at his movements and laughed softly.
In fact, a lot of time is just a matter of mind. Yelai Xiang and Zhang sang are not short of money. If the boss makes some food for them, they will be very happy.
Zhang sang didn't expect that Xiaoyou ran back and even sent himself a string of cold cucumber. He was stunned, and his face rarely showed a blush of embarrassment: "Xiaoyou, how do you know Ganma wants to eat it?"
Ye Lai Xiang looks at her: several lines of capital on your face I really want to eat, who else can't see it?
Xiaoyou is very clever and sensible. He opened his mouth and bit a piece of it: "because I want to eat it myself."
Zhang sang immediately laughed, this little guy is so considerate, will hurt people!
"Ah..." Zhang sang sighed a long sigh.
"Godmother, what are you sighing about?" Xiaoyou looks up, puzzled.
All the things that Ganma wants to eat are brought. Why is she still sighing?
"I have not been born to you, but I am old when you give birth to me!" Zhang sang, a rare literary and artistic fan, uttered a melancholy sentence.
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