The mind-reading baby became popular after taking his mother to participate in a variety show

Chapter 9 Dalang takes medicine
Mianmian paused, put down her chopsticks, blinked her eyes and said innocently: "Auntie, did you put poison in the meal, and you want to poison me and my beautiful mother to death?"

She had never eaten such an unpalatable dish.

If it wasn't for wasting food, she would have vomited it up.

Hearing this, the corners of Sang He's eyes were cracked again.

[This little guy really shouldn't be allowed to watch TV shows at will. 】

Sang He lowered his eyes and pulled the corner of his mouth lightly.

Hearing the thoughts in Sang He's mind, Mianmian tilted her head a little confused.

Did she say something wrong?

The barrage at this moment has already been frantically swiped.

[Laughing to death, Mianmian is so hurtful, and it hurts people invisible. 】

[Does this look like that, Dalang, it’s time to take medicine, hahahaha, it’s really too funny. 】

[Remember not to put Dalang's medicine in the dish. 】

[If I were He Hui, I would be so embarrassed that I wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. How did she manage such an unpalatable meal? Hahahaha. 】

He Hui was really embarrassed, and couldn't even maintain that standard smile anymore.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she hurriedly said: "I know that Senior Sister Sang can't cook, so I specially sent some here..."

He Hui's voice was very soft, and if she didn't know it, she thought it was Sang He and Mian Mian who bullied her.

This is a pun, not only saying that Sang He can't cook, but also secretly accusing her of being kind. Sang He's mother and daughter are not only ungrateful, but also dislike the food she cooks.

Mianmian didn't understand these principles, but when she heard He Hui say this, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

She puffed up her cheeks angrily, looked at He Hui firmly, and said in a high-spirited manner: "That's not true, Mom just said she was going to cook for Mian Mian!"

That little expression looked as proud as it could be.

Sang He glanced at Mian Mian suspiciously.

Only then did Mianmian realize it later, and hastily stretched out her hand to cover her mouth.

He Hui chuckled instead.

How can Sang He cook?

It seems that there is a good show to watch.

"In that case, I won't bother you any more." Immediately, He Hui stood up and left with the food.

After He Hui's mother and son left, Mianmian walked to Sang He's side with small steps.

"Mother……"

Mianmian lowered her head, like a child who did something wrong.

Sang He sighed unobtrusively, "What do you want to eat?"

[Is Sang He going to cook for Mian Mian? 】

【She doesn't know how to cook, don't blow up the pot then. 】

The people on the bullet screen held a skeptical attitude and continued to read.

Mianmian raised her head, a little surprised, but she didn't feel relieved for a while.

Mom didn't blame her!

And I have to cook for her!

[What's wrong with this little guy? 】

"I'm fine, Mianmian is not picky eater, she will eat anything." Mianmian grinned, revealing a mouthful of small teeth.

Nodding his head, Sang He thought for a while, and decided to make a scrambled egg with tomato that didn't seem too difficult.

Standing in front of the stove, Sang He was silent for a while.

After a while, she took out her mobile phone, clicked on the browser and started looking for tutorials.

Follow the tutorial and you will never go wrong.

When the audience saw Sang He's move, they immediately exploded.

[They are all mothers, but they can't even make scrambled eggs with tomatoes. How did this child grow up? 】

[Sang He's posture makes me suspect that she can't even beat eggs, don't let there be egg shells in the final dish. 】

[Suddenly, I feel so distressed that I have a mother like this. 】

【Mianmian is so obedient, standing beside her mother without saying a word. 】

Sang He glanced at the tutorial, put the phone aside, took a bowl, and took an egg.

After everything was ready, she took the egg and knocked it against the edge of the bowl, and then with two slender hands, the egg liquid slid into the bowl.

After breaking another egg and mixing it well, Sang He took the knife and prepared to cut the tomatoes.

Sanghe is inexperienced, and the cut tomatoes are large and irregular.

But Mianmian watched with relish.

After the dishes are ready, start the pan and heat the oil.

Sang He thought that children should not eat too much oil, so he only poured a little.

After pouring the oil and sanghe, I poured in the eggs and tomatoes together, turned the fire to the maximum, and started to stir fry.

After a while, Sang He turned off the fire, looked at the strange and mushy tomato scrambled eggs in the pot, and frowned in distress.

[Why is cooking so difficult? 】

Sanghe put the tomato scrambled eggs aside, "I guess I can't eat this, I..."

However, before Sang He finished speaking, Mian Mian tiptoed to bring the plate of tomato scrambled eggs to the table.

"It's so fragrant, Mianmian's stomach is growling."

Mianmian smiled innocently and brightly, as if this was really a delicacy in the world.

Sang He was silent for a moment, then took a spoon and handed it to Mian Mian.

Mian Mian started eating with a spoon without saying a word, and soon ate herself into a little cat.

[Is it really so delicious? 】

Sang He propped his head up and stared at Mian Mian.

Mianmian swallowed the tomato in her mouth, her eyes seemed to be filled with stars, "Mianmian has never eaten such delicious tomato scrambled eggs!"

【From today onwards, Mianmian will be my foster daughter Yun, she is so cute and sensible. 】

[This dish must not taste good, but Mianmian still eats it with gusto in order to make Sang He happy. I am really touched. 】

[I hope Sanghe can learn how to cook well, so that Mianmian won't be allowed to eat this kind of food all the time. 】

As if to prove how delicious the tomato scrambled eggs are, I ate them all.

After the meal, the staff of the program team sent a book of fairy tales, "This is the last task of the day - Mom wants to read a story to the baby."

Looking at the storybook in his hand, Sang He frowned slightly.

Mianmian lay obediently on the bed.

Sang He took a few glances, and the first one was a very old-fashioned story about Little Red Riding Hood.

Clearing his throat, Sang He's voice sounded emotionless: "Once upon a time, there was a Little Red Riding Hood..."

After talking for about 2 minutes, Mianmian beside Sang He let out a long breathing sound.

Slightly looking sideways, the cute face like a small milk ball instantly came into Sang He's sight.

After closing the book, she stared at the sleeping face.

She suddenly realized that this little guy can be quite therapeutic sometimes.

"Mom..." A soft voice sounded like a feather, gently sweeping Sang He's heart.

Mianmian didn't wake up.

After looking at it for a while, Sang He looked away and covered Mian Mian with a quilt.

The next day.

As soon as Sang He finished washing, the staff handed over a map.

"Our task today is to take pictures of the scenic spots. Some mission locations are marked on the map. Mothers and babies can go to the mission locations to do tasks to get clues to the scenic spots. The first to arrive will have the opportunity to enjoy a feast!"

Hearing this, Mianmian's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mianmian has to do a good job of multitasking! Make sure to let mom have a big meal!"

Mianmian was full of fighting spirit, and Naihuhu's face was full of determination.

【This little guy knows how to treat people well. 】

Hearing the thoughts in Sang He's heart, Mian Mian was suddenly very happy.

Mom praised her!
Still call her 'little guy' though.

The two packed up and set off for the first mission location.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, there was a probing voice: "Sang He?"

(End of this chapter)