Money fans cute baby come to cheat father

Chapter 19 Mama, don't cry, don't cry

Yan Zile raised his face from the toast, looked at the disheveled woman with contempt, and refused, "Mama, people who haven't brushed their teeth are not allowed to have breakfast!"

She nonchalantly replied: "Isn't it the same to brush after eating?"

Yan Zile stuck out the tip of her tongue, licked the ketchup around her mouth clean, and then asked, "According to what you said, can I wash my hands first and then poop?"

I have to admit that although my son's words are a bit disgusting, they do make sense.

"Yan Zile, during breakfast, can you stop saying such disgusting things?" Yan Xiaoxiao was furious.

"Mama, it is said in the book that children have a strong ability to imitate." Yan Zile raised her face and said solemnly, "I am only five years old. If you set a bad example like this, you will make me bad!"

"I know, I know, I'm going to brush my teeth!" In order not to set him up as an anti-textbook image, Yan Xiaoxiao had no choice but to shut up embarrassingly, and silently turned and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After breakfast, Yan Xiaoxiao took out a takeaway menu from a snack bar downstairs, and while studying the dishes, said to the two people sitting on the sofa watching TV: "Come here and see what you want for lunch, Hold on so I can call ahead and book in advance.”

Chu Heng glanced sideways at a certain woman lying on the table, and shook his head firmly: "Sister, I don't eat takeaway!"

"Ah?" Yan Xiaoxiao raised her face, with a puzzled expression in her beautiful eyes, "Why?"

"The oil quality is poor, the taste is poor, and the raw materials are not fresh enough!" Chu Heng has been used to living a standard aristocratic life with rich clothes and fine food since he was a child, and his mouth has long been spoiled.It's really hard for him to eat this kind of waste oil food.

"You have to eat fresh ones, there are a lot of weeds in the flower beds downstairs!" Yan Xiaoxiao frowned immediately when she heard his critical words, her tone was also very unfriendly.

Hearing this, Yan Zile also frowned: "Mama, go shopping and come back to cook! Guoguo is a wounded and sick person. I am only five years old. We are all growing up, so we can't eat too much takeaway!"

His son's protection of Chu Heng almost made Yan Xiaoxiao, his own mother, jealous.

"You have to do it yourself!" Yan Xiaoxiao was unhappy, these two bastards really thought of themselves as uncles, let her serve food and drink?
"Sister, if I eat unhygienic food, my wound will be easily infected, and it may not heal in ten days and a half months..." Chu Heng turned his head to look at her, blinking his butterfly-like eyelashes a few times , with a pitiful and aggrieved expression on his face.

"Yes, yes!" Yan Zile nodded in agreement, then took out Chu Heng's wallet from his close pocket, and shook it in Yan Xiaoxiao's direction, "And Guoguo has to pay for food, we should do what suits him. Tasty meals!"

Chu Heng looked at her eagerly, with innocent and clear eyes in his black eyes: "Sister, I want to eat the food you cooked."

With a face as immature as Zhang Xiaoxian's meat, he shamelessly pretends to be cute without any psychological barriers.

His pair of star-black eyes seem to have a magical power, which makes people fall into it involuntarily.

Yan Xiaoxiao's eyes looked straight again, and then she shook her head vigorously to wake herself up, and then she almost couldn't bite off her tongue when she said: "I know, I'm going to buy vegetables!"

While changing clothes, she burst into tears, saying that raising a child can prevent old age, why does her son have a better relationship with a stranger than with her?
Watching her go out with a coin purse and shopping bag, Yan Zile bent her big black eyes, stretched out her small paws and gave Chu Heng a high-five tacitly: "Give, me, five!"

It seems that this trick is very effective for Ma Ma, and we must continue to maintain it in the future!
After buying the groceries, Yan Xiaoxiao went into the kitchen resignedly.

In order to vent her anger, she grabbed the kitchen knife and slashed the fruits and vegetables ruthlessly.

Hearing the sound of 'ping ping pong pong' in the kitchen, Chu Heng turned his head and looked towards the source of the sound.

Seeing the wooden door in the kitchen that was shaking non-stop, he asked worriedly: "Is it really okay to let your mother inside alone?"

Yan Zile stared straight at the cartoon that was playing on TV, and casually replied: "Don't worry, she never..."

"what--!!!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a scream from the kitchen.Immediately afterwards, it was 'Kang Dang!Boom boom! 'There was a crisp and muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Yan Zile and Chu Heng looked at each other, and a sense of uneasiness and ominous premonition suddenly came to their hearts.

The next second, the two of them jumped off the sofa at the same time, rushed over and pushed open the wooden door of the kitchen.

I saw the corpses of various vegetables strewn all over the kitchen floor.

At Yan Xiaoxiao's feet, the cabbage was turned upside down on the ground, and the kitchen knife and cutting board were also lying not far away.

Faced with the chaos in the kitchen, the expression on Yan Zile's face changed again and again, from initial surprise to the verge of collapse.

His family's Mama's reluctance to enter the kitchen really made sense. With her 'kung fu', he probably would have had a myocardial infarction before he could finish his mouth.

Looking at Yan Xiaoxiao who was standing blankly by the pool, she was sure that she was not injured at all, so a certain child heaved a sigh of relief and walked towards her: "Ma Ma, did you get hurt anywhere?"

"Yes!" Yan Xiaoxiao sniffled, and tremblingly stretched out her left hand behind her back, her beautiful eyes faintly glowed, "Yan Zile, I'm bleeding...it hurts..."

Yan Zile looked up at her left hand, and saw a shallow cut on her left index finger, and a drop of blood came out of the wound.

Such a small wound can be completely healed with just a band-aid.

However, when Yan Zile saw the blood flowing from her finger, his face changed slightly, and then he took a certain woman's hand and stuffed her injured finger into his mouth.

"Don't cry, I'll help you." After the bleeding stopped, Yan Zile hurriedly walked two steps closer, tiptoed and patted Yan Xiaoxiao's waist, and comforted her softly, "Don't cry now. It hurts, right?"

Yan Xiaoxiao pursed her mouth and looked at her son with eyes that were still glistening with tears: "It still hurts..."

It's not that she's hypocritical, she's been afraid of pain ever since she can remember, especially when she sees herself bleeding, she'll be so frightened that she can't even walk.In severe cases, she may even experience dizziness and weakness.

Therefore, in the past 23 years, Yan Xiaoxiao has been very careful to protect such a fragile self, and will never let herself get hurt easily.

So, she refuses to cook, not only because she is lazy, but also because she is very unprofessional in using a kitchen knife, and she may hurt herself if she is not careful.

　Girls, Happy April Fool's Day!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)