After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Chapter 1302: Quick Hands
An hour later, Feng Yin, thirsty and dry-tongued, returned home with her three children.

The younger sister had been pushed to sleep. Feng Yin first put her on the small bed, covered her up, and then went to coax the two brothers to take a nap.

The two brothers in the living room were carried by Feng Yin, one in each hand, to the bathroom to wash their hands and faces.

The two brothers who were being carried became even more excited, shouting "So happy! So exciting! I want to do it again!"
"You guys take a nap, I have something even more powerful when you wake up!"

"What's more powerful?"

"Can you fly?"

Feng Yin did not answer either of the two questions. She pressed the two brothers down on the bed, one on each side, with her in the middle, and began to coax them to sleep.

I don’t know whether the two brothers are sleepy or not, but Feng Yin himself is really a little sleepy.

Every time when she was about to fall asleep, the two brothers would either turn over or move, scaring Feng Yin so much that she shivered and her heart beat faster.

After tossing and turning for forty minutes, the brothers finally began to feel sleepy, their eyes opening and closing, just one step away.

Feng Yin's mouth corners were already raised in happiness.

“Wow wow — wow —”

My sister is awake!

My sister is howling!
"younger sister!"

"Cried!"

Two words each for the elder brother and the younger brother describe the current situation very accurately.

Feng Yin looked down and said, "Sleep if you want!"

She hurried to coax her sister Taozi, and the two brothers got up to play again.

Taozi wet the bed and felt very uncomfortable. Feng Yin washed her butt, changed her into clean clothes, and gave her some milk powder to drink again.

The nap time passed like this.

Feng Yin had to prepare snacks for the two brothers sadly! Since he had promised the two brothers to take them with him, Feng Yin really fulfilled his promise.

Fortunately, the employer had egg tart crust at home, so Feng Yin prepared the egg liquid himself and asked the two brothers to add it slowly.

Looking at the two brothers working seriously, Feng Yin realized something.

They seem too idle!

If the schedule is full, will it be less noisy?

Feng Yin, who seemed to be lost in thought, ignored his sister who was sitting on the chair beside him.

At this moment, my sister grabbed an egg tart that had just been filled with egg liquid and stuffed it into her mouth with lightning speed.

Fortunately, Feng Yin saw it and stopped it, but even so, his sister and Feng Yin's arms were covered with yellow egg liquid.

"You are indeed the fastest little thing in the world! I admit you are better than me!"

Feng Yin cleaned up his sister first, then baked the egg tarts without caring about his own.

Only after everything is arranged will you have time to clean yourself up.

At this time, Feng Yin already had the three flavors of meat, eggs and milk.

Adhering to the idea of ​​not letting the two brothers have any time to spare, Feng Yin immediately took out the painting tools at home, took the two brothers to paint, and also assigned them tasks.

But it is obvious that the older brother likes painting very much, but the younger brother is not very interested and has been playing with watercolors.

Feng Yin didn't bother her. At most, she could just clean up at night. It is said that this is the daily routine of every stay-at-home mom.

Since she took the job, she couldn't do worse than her mother.

The rich aroma of the egg tarts can already be smelled. The two brothers are anxious to eat the egg tarts they made and are actively packing up their painting tools.

Finally, it’s time to eat egg tarts!

The two brothers enjoyed the meal very much and were competing with each other to see who cooked better!
Feng Yin has learned to ignore the voices of the two brothers. If he can't hear their quarrel for a while, he would be a little frightened, fearing that something big might happen!
The truth of five thousand years: When a child is quiet, he must be doing something naughty!