I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

Chapter 24 Accepted

Whether it is Yu Ping or Yu Peng, their understanding of cakes is limited to unfamiliar illustrations in textbooks and unrealistic images seen on black and white TV.

Yu Feiwan raised his eyebrows, wondering if it was inappropriate to change the cake.

Especially Yu Peng, who loves to show off and has a loudspeaker-like personality.

She can make cakes appear now, and tomorrow the whole village will know that she is a monster.

"Not now."

"But if you are willing to admit that I am your sister, you will have enough cakes in your life."

Yu Peng sipped his saliva, his big eyes showing a clear stupidity similar to Yu Ping's.

Yu Ping frowned and patted Yu Peng's little head, "Fei Wan is not here to compete with you, but to lead our family to live a good life."

"If you don't want to recognize Feiwan as my sister, I won't take you with me to live a good life."

"From now on, I will eat cakes and drink soda every day, and you will nibble on Wotou and drink plain water."

"Should I call or not?"

"Yu Peng, I'll count to three!"

Yu Feiwan took advantage of the power of others and shook his head in a very awkward manner.

"Sister!" Yu Peng made a decision immediately, closed his eyes and shouted.

While shouting, he didn't forget to hold the beef cubes in Yu Feiwan's small hands.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. Ever since Yu Peng called her sister for the first time, it was as if he had left behind all the baggage in an instant and gathered around Yu Feiwan. The elder sister is longer and the younger sister is shorter. They are as warm and familiar as natural siblings. .

Yu Feiwan: Tsk, tsk, tsk, uncle always calls her sister, what should I do, wait online, it’s quite urgent.

While Yu Feiwan was playing with Yu Peng, Yu Ping had already roasted two large sweet potatoes with ease.

Familiar fragrance, more familiar than the fragrance is the ugly appearance.

To say he looks like a black rat is being modest.

Seeing Yu Ping pull out the roasted sweet potatoes from the stove, Yu Peng smoothly laid out the textbooks that had not been put away yet, and said like a treasure, "Sister, put them up quickly."

Yu Ping:......

She still clearly remembered the reason why Fei Wan was awakened by her.

Ahem, Dangtangxuexian, she burned the roasted sweet potato and made it smoke.

At this moment, the silence was deafening.

Yu Ping held a roasted sweet potato in her sandwich, looked at the textbook in front of her, smiled coquettishly, and remained motionless.

Yu Peng blinked and simply raised the textbook.

This scene is very funny.

Yu Feiwan suppressed a smile, trotted out a large pot lid from the cabinet, and took the roasted sweet potato.

Yu Peng muttered, "He said he wasn't here to compete for favor."

Alas, he is really the most pitiful child in the world. His sister doesn't even need him to pick up the roasted sweet potatoes.

Yu Ping exhaled and placed one roasted sweet potato in front of herself and one in front of Yu Feiwan, pretending to bite into it.

Yu Peng's eyes widened, "Where's mine?"

There was a cry of grievance in the childish voice.

Yu Ping smacked her lips and frowned, wondering: "I remember someone said that they naturally don't like roasted sweet potatoes."

"In school, the teacher said that you can't force others to do things they don't like."

"Pengpeng, you don't have to wrong yourself."

Yu Peng: (_`)
"No grievances, no grievances."

"Sister, I was not born, I was born by my mother."

Yu Feiwan, who was tearing the sweet potato skins off, glanced at Yu Peng. It was quite a coincidence that he had such a small mouth.

Yu Ping smiled brightly and wantonly, and cut the roasted sweet potato in front of her into two halves.

Yu Ping, who was amused by Yu Peng's teasing, turned around and saw Yu Feiwan, who was sobbing softly with tears in her eyes.

"Fei late?"

Yu Ping panicked and wanted to wipe Yu Feiwan's tears.

Yu Feiwan's tears fell more and more, like a river bursting its banks, and he couldn't help crying.

In her memory, the days when she and her mother depended on each other were not easy.When she was a child, a small leaky house was all she and her mother had.

Every time it rained in summer or when the snow melted in winter, she and her mother would place pots and pans on the ground. The sound of raindrops falling into the basins was long and profoundly engraved in her childhood. in mind.

Even in that leaky little house, her mother would bake and boil sweet potatoes for her during the snowy season.

This bite of roasted sweet potato is like the WeChat chat box that has not received any reply for more than 1000 days and nights, and displays again and re-enters.

The dense information finally found its direction.

In such a warm and happy moment, she didn't want to embarrass the scene by crying.

She also thought she could bear it.

but……

When she took a bite of the sweet potato, all her thoughts rushed to her face in an instant, overwhelming her reason.

It seemed that only tears could make her breathe.

Yu Feiwan put the roasted sweet potatoes on the pot lid, hugged Yu Ping's neck with both hands, and lay on Yu Ping's shoulders, crying.

Yu Ping tensed her body and clumsy little hands, imitating her mother, and patted Yu Feiwan's back gently.

By a strange combination of circumstances, this move gave Yu Feiwan great peace of mind.

"bake……"

“The roasted sweet potatoes are so delicious.”

After a long while, Yu Feiwan wiped the tears on his face, choked with sobs, and found a lame excuse.

“I’ve never had roasted sweet potatoes that tasted so good.”

Yu Ping's hand gently covered her chest, feeling sour and heavy in her heart.

A strange and complex, but extremely strong feeling swept over me.

It turns out that she would be so sad if Fei Wan cried.

Yu Ping sniffed and thought for a while.

It seemed that she and Fei Wan were really destined to be a family.

"Don't cry."

"If you like it, I'll bake more for you in the future."

"That's right, that's right, if mom finds out, we have to share the scolding. I can't do it alone."

Yu Ping scratched her head and spoke naively.

Yu Peng on the side puffed out his chest and said in a childlike voice, "As long as I'm here, nothing will happen."

"When mom found out, you said I wanted to eat it. Mom couldn't bear to scold me."

"Well, sister Feiwan, I'll give you my roasted sweet potato too."

In Yu Peng's naive understanding, Yu Feiwan was a pitiful person.

Because he has never seen anyone eat roasted sweet potatoes and find them so delicious that they cry.

Alas, Sister Feiwan must have suffered a lot.

Well, he is a man, so he should reluctantly accept this sister.
"Eat quickly, eat quickly."

"Don't cry after eating." Yu Peng held the sweet potato and put it in Yu Feiwan's mouth, urging involuntarily.

Yu Feiwan:...

Yu Ping, like Yu Peng, stared at her with burning eyes.

Yu Feiwan pursed her lips, knowing she should have had another reason.

These two roasted sweet potatoes are really big.

Will she die before she even succeeds in her task of pampering Xiao Yu?

"I eat, I eat."

Yu Feiwan was in pain but happy.

After eating the roasted sweet potatoes, Yu Feiwan touched his belly and burped with difficulty.

She wanted to be humble, but Yu Ping and Yu Peng didn't give her a chance.

(End of this chapter)