The wealthy villain control group became popular in the baby complex

Xu Jiayu's attitude was firm, and Jiang Mingzhu had no choice. In the end, Wu Jiahao returned to his place in despair, with red eyes.

After all, it was a child, the tour guide went over to comfort him and said, "Jiahao, don't cry, we can eat dumplings later."

Wu Jiahao stopped crying instantly, and grinned: "What's the matter?"

The tour guide was also amused by his contrast: "There are many kinds."

Wu Jiahao laughed through his tears: "Okay, let's eat dumplings."

Ren Qianqian also breathed a sigh of relief, she would not be able to restrain Wu Jiahao if she kept going on like this.

Qin Hong was hesitating to speak next to her: "It may be offensive to say these words, but Ren Qianqian, you are too spoiled for the child, you can't give what you want, and something will happen sooner or later."

Ren Qianqian said: "But I have only one son, Jiahao. Before I became an actor, I had three younger brothers in my family. Life has been very difficult since I was a child. Of course, I have money to let my son live better."

"I understand you, but pampering and contentment are two different things." Qin Hong sighed: "After all, this is your family business, you should think about it yourself."

Ren Qianqian stood where she was, inexplicably a little confused.

Finally, the results of the house selection came out: Jiang Ni's mother and son chose the small bamboo building No. [-]; Jiang Ranran's mother and son chose the clean and tidy No. [-] stone house; Jiang Mingzhu's mother and daughter chose No. Room No. [-] was far away, but Qin Hong's mother and son were forced to choose thatched cottage No. [-].

The tour guide picked up the horn again: "Before proceeding to the next item, everyone needs to hand in their electronic communication tools and snacks."

Wu Jiahao, who was still cheerful just now, cried again earth-shatteringly.

After collecting the contraband, the tour guide yelled: "Comrades, the dumplings we just made have been cooked by the village chief's house. Follow me to eat dumplings!"

Jiang Ni was carrying her own suitcase. She didn't bring a lot of things this time, but it was still a bit heavy, so she had to hold Xiao Qi'an with one hand and walk forward.

"An'an, what kind of dumplings do you like to eat?"

An An thought for a while: "Mushrooms, eggs..."

The village chief's house was very close, and we arrived at our destination in about 5 minutes.

Several guests put their luggage in the courtyard first, and then entered the house.

The village head is in his 50s and has a kind personality: "Welcome everyone to Shuiling Village. The dumplings are already cooked. You can add more according to your appetite, so don't waste it."

The guests thanked each other.

There are different types of dumplings in several large pots, and the tour guide carefully introduced the types.

The dumplings were steaming, and Jiang Ni was afraid that his son would be scalded, so he served them for him. Xiao Qi'an said that he could serve whichever Jiang Ni he wanted.

After filling a bowl at the end, Jiang Ni seriously recalled his son's appetite: "An'an, can you finish such a big bowl? Don't waste it."

Xiao Qi'an shook his head after thinking.

It's not good to put the dumplings back, so Jiang Ni put all the extra dumplings in his own bowl.

In the end, there were more than half of the bowl left. Jiang Ni put down the bowl and put Xiao Qi'an on the high bench: "Son, you eat these first, if there is not enough, we can fill it up."

Xiao Qi'an nodded.

The table next to him clanged, and it turned out that Wu Jiahao was holding a large bowl full of dumplings.

Jiang Mingzhu stared blankly: "I may not be able to finish such a big bowl, can Jiahao finish it?"

Ren Qianqian said meaninglessly: "Jiahao has a big appetite and can finish it all. He wants to try every dumpling. I can't stop him from eating."

Jiang Mingzhu couldn't say anything more.

The few flower-shaped dumplings made by Jiang Ni became a rarity, the adults did not grab them, and each child had two.

Lin Muran picked up a flower dumpling, with a surprised face, and asked Jiang Ranran next to him: "Mom, did you make this?"

Jiang Ranran paused while holding the chopsticks: "No."

"Who packed that?"

Jiang Ranran put his chopsticks on the bowl in dissatisfaction: "Mu Ran, you can't eat or sleep, why did you forget the rules I taught you so many times?"

Lin Muran lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Aunt Jiang made it." Song Siang answered for Jiang Ranran, and then he looked at Qin Hong: "Mom, do you know how to make these flower-like dumplings?"

"Mom doesn't know much."

"Oh." It seemed to be a simple question.

Qin Hong looked at Jiang Ni: "Xiao Jiang, when I have time, I will ask you how to make dumplings."

Jiang Ni smiled: "You are always welcome."

"Sister Jiang is usually very busy. Sister Qin Hong, I can also make dumplings." Jiang Ranran interjected.

Qin Hong smiled and rejected her: "Si Ang likes beautiful and special dumplings."

Jiang Ranran stopped talking.

Soon all the guests finished their meal, only Wu Jiahao still had a lot left in his bowl.Ren Qianqian is losing weight and cannot eat more.

The village chief came over and said, "It's better to finish the dumplings, otherwise it will be a waste."

Ren Qianqian was unmoved: "Isn't it just a few dumplings? The rest is left over. My son usually doesn't like dumplings very much."

Qin Hong was dissatisfied with her attitude: "Didn't you just say that Jiahao has a big appetite?"

"This... no matter how delicious the dumplings are, they won't break Jiahao's stomach!"

"Then why do you give your child so much?"

"I..." Ren Qianqian shook hands: "I never thought he couldn't finish it."

Jiang Mingzhu also said: "It's not a good habit to waste, let's eat the leftover dumplings. The village chief and the others worked very hard to cook the dumplings for us, and they probably made the fillings."

The tour guide came over: "It's best not to waste it."

Wu Jiahao said that he couldn't eat it even if he died, and Ren Qianqian finally ate the remaining dumplings with force.

Jiang Ni also withdrew his scrutiny.

Suddenly Lin Muran scratched his neck, his face full of pain: "Mom, it's a little itchy."

"Why does it itch?"

Jiang Ranran looked over slowly, and was startled, there was a red rash on the back of Mu Ran's neck.

Jiang Ni was the closest to them, she hurried over to check, but Jiang Ranran pushed her away.

Jiang Ranran looked at her warily.

Jiang Ni laughed angrily: "With so many cameras watching, can I still eat Mu Ran?" Then Jiang Ni pushed Jiang Ranran away and stepped forward to check.

Jiang Ni's expression gradually became dignified: "It seems to be an allergy, I have to find a doctor to come and have a look."

Soon the accompanying medical team came over and confirmed that the allergy was caused by eating seafood.Fortunately, the allergic symptoms were relatively mild, and Lin Muran got better after taking the medicine.

Jiang Ni stood aside with arms folded: "Since you know that Mu Ran is allergic to seafood, why do you still feed him dumplings filled with shrimp?"

Jiang Ranran was also a little flustered: "I, I don't know."

Qin Hong frowned: "You mother doesn't even know what the child is allergic to?"

"I..." Jiang Ranran looked at Mu Ran and complained, "Mu Ran, why didn't you tell mom that you can't eat seafood?"

"I, I forgot..."

Jiang Ni twitched the corners of his mouth: "Support Mu Ran some treats, you brought him here to relax, not to make him suffer."

Jiang Ni dared to teach him a lesson? !
Jiang Ranran gritted her teeth, and said sincerely, "It's all because of my negligence." She hugged Lin Muran again and cried, "Muran, it's all my mother's fault for hurting you. Forgive my mother, okay?"