The reborn male god is busy with his wife

Chapter 689 The Wronged Little Man (1)
Lin Yixia stood up and said to Diandian: "Diandian, you can play by yourself, mom won't play anymore!"

After listening to my mother saying that I don't want to play anymore, I ran to my father, looked up at my father, and said, "Dad, play with me!"

Jiang Hen glanced at the small staircase, stroked a little soft hair, and said, "Dad, go up, your little staircase is about to collapse, do you still want Dad to go up?"

Dian glanced at the tall and big father, and couldn't say the words, "Dad is not heavy!"

Dian DianXiao thought in her heart: Dad is so tall, he must be very heavy!My bed is so small, if Dad wants to get on it, it will really collapse!If it collapses, he won't be able to play anymore.

Thinking of this scene, Diandian's little face was full of tangles.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yixia couldn't help laughing, she stretched out her hand and nodded, "Come on, mom will play with you!"

Jiang Hen raised the corners of his lips and said, "Play slowly, I'm going to change clothes." As he spoke, he unbuttoned his shirt and walked towards the bedroom.

Lin Yixia hugged Diandian and played with it for a while, and finally her legs were so curled up that she was about to cramp. She beat her legs and said to Diandian: "Diandian, you play by yourself!"

"I don't play anymore!" Diandian suddenly squatted down, stretched out her small fist to help her mother beat her leg, and asked, "Mom, how comfortable is it?"

In fact, Diandian is small and has little strength. It doesn't feel like hitting her leg with a small fist, but Lin Yixia feels that her leg does not cramp immediately. She nodded and boasted without hesitation: "It's comfortable, Diandian is really powerful." !"

Listening to her mother's praise, Dian Dian beat harder.

Lin Yixia looked down at the vortex on the top of her head, and instantly felt a warm current slowly wading through her heart!Her eyes and nose couldn't help but start to feel sore from the warmth.

She remembered a public service advertisement she had seen before, the story of children washing their mother's feet.

Lin Yixia also wanted to wash her mother's feet, but unfortunately, she never had this chance again!

The most regrettable thing in the world is that a child wants to support but refuses to be loved!

Thinking about it, Lin Yixia's tears couldn't help falling down like beads with a broken thread. Afraid of being seen by a little bit, she immediately raised the back of her hand to wipe it off.

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Instead of ordering takeout for dinner, Jiang Hen made it himself. He made four dishes and one soup, a dish of braised pork ribs, a dish of steamed sea bass, a dish of hot and sour potato shreds, a dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a dish of sour radish and pig's feet soup.

The appearance and taste of the dishes were good, and the whole family was very satisfied. Even Grandma Jiang, who had a poor appetite, ate half a bowl of rice for the first time.

Lin Yixia felt that she had really made money, and found a man who was not only handsome but also good at cooking!

In fact, she just forgot that during the two years when she and Jiang Hen were together, Jiang Hen also cooked a lot, and Jiang Hen's cooking skills were also practiced in those two years.

Jiang Hen served a bowl of pork knuckle soup for Grandma Jiang and Lin Yixia respectively, and then picked up a piece of pork ribs, picked the meat off and put them in some bowls.

Little said: "Thank you, Dad!" Then he took the piece of meat and put it in his mouth, his cheeks puffed up as he chewed, and his little mouth was covered with oil.

Jiang Hen stretched out his hand and took out a paper towel to wipe the oil from his mouth, then smiled and asked, "Do you still like the room?"

When Dian Dian heard the word room, she nodded excitedly.

He had seen other children playing on slides in the park before, and he wanted to play too, but he couldn't hold back his face because he felt that he was out of tune with those children, so he pretended that he didn't like playing on slides at all.

(End of this chapter)