Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 233 The belly is ripe

He is a little doll, holding a bottle of not-so-light soda in his hand, so he should feel tired.

Bai Nian wanted to take his soda and help him hold it, to lighten his burden, but he refused.

"I bought this for Nanbao specially, and I want to hand it to her personally."

Maybe Nan Bao was so happy when he received the orange soda that he would kiss him too.

As soon as the two of them reached the grain drying field, Mu Baoguo announced that he was off work.

The timing was just right.

The Mu family, who had worked all morning, were not in a hurry to go home, but gathered under the shade of a tree drinking soda to cool off.

Mu Nannan had already moved from Mu Qi's arms to Ji Beinian's side, and now he was holding his head up, drinking fizzy drinks from the glass bottle.

A light yellow liquid with an orange fragrance flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Ji Beinian, who helped her hold the bottle, freed up a hand and spread it on her chin:

"Drink slowly."

"This bottle is yours, no one will snatch it from you."

Mu Nannan rolled his eyes, obviously very happy.

"Ah..., iced soda, it's really refreshing to drink."

Mu Sheng, who was about to be tanned into black coal balls, was belching, while shaking his head and sighing.

How exaggerated and exaggerated the appearance is.

Seeing that his bottle of soda was about to run out, Zhang Chunmei couldn't help but glared at him:
"You are so cool, but your mother is dying of thirst."

Bai Nian and Ji Beinian were just two of them, and the sodas they could get were limited, so apart from the children at home, only Ma Yuehong and Mu Baoguo had a bottle each.

The rest of them adults, except for the first sip that Nanbao let them drink, never tasted it again.

But of course, she didn't really want to drink either.

He just felt that his son was not as filial as Nan Bao, so he took her as a mother to heart.

Before Mu Sheng realized the meaning of his mother's words stabbing him, Mu Nannan had already handed Zhang Chunmei his remaining half bottle of soda:

"I'm full."

"Auntie drink."

Zhang Chunmei blushed and was moved again:
"Nanbao, it's not that my aunt wants to drink soda, you can keep the remaining half bottle for yourself to drink."

Mu Nannan shook his head resolutely:

"I'm really full."

She straightened her swollen belly, imitating the usual grandma teasing her after a full meal, and tapped her belly with her fingers, and there were two muffled sounds from her belly:

"Uncle, listen!"

"My belly is almost ripe!"

Zhang Chunmei and everyone were so teased by her that they couldn't straighten up.

When adults choose watermelons in the market, they always knock on them to judge whether the melon is ripe or not according to the sound made by the watermelon.

And the little dolls usually have a full stomach, and their stomachs will be round and swollen, looking like a round watermelon.

Therefore, some people of the older generation will deliberately knock on the stomach of the younger generation after eating, and when the knocking sound is heard, they will smile and say:
"My baby's belly is ripe!"

"How many good things did you eat?"

This is how Ma Yuehong usually teases Mu Nannan and her grandchildren.

I didn't expect to be secretly taught by my granddaughter inadvertently.

I have to say that the imitation ability of children is really strong!
Because I have to go to work in the afternoon.

So the crowd didn't stay in the shade for too long.

After a hasty lunch and a short rest, the busy afternoon began again.

(End of this chapter)