The exclusive rich family's shock marriage

Chapter 374 Tang Jiao meat (4)
Tang Rourou looked at Ye Fusang nervously: "Mom, will baby bacteria make Rourou's hands bleed?"

Ye Fusang said: "Baby bacteria will make our fleshy stomachs hurt."

Tang Rourou looked at Ye Fusang, curled his mouth and wanted to cry: "Rourou is scared."

Ye Fusang rubbed his little face: "Why is Rourou afraid? We just need to defeat the baby bacteria! Come on, mother and Rourou wash their little hands together, flush the baby bacteria down the drain, and Rourou's little belly won't hurt It hurts."

Tang Rourou hurriedly stood up and followed Ye Fusang to wash his hands. Ye Fusang squeezed the hand sanitizer on his little hands and taught him bit by bit: "Let's rub our little hands first. Do you see foam in Rourou?"

Tang Rourou nodded and grinned: "Mom, grandma washed Rourou, there is no bubble."

Ye Fusang smiled: "We are all big babies now, and we have all gone to kindergarten, and we have to do our own things in the future. Grandma is getting old, and Rourou is a little man. You have to take care of grandma, you know? Don't let grandma help Rourou Wash, wash yourself."

Tang Rourou nodded: "Rourou washes herself."

After washing, Ye Fusun took a towel for him to wipe his hands, Tang Rourou brought it over at that time, and said in his mouth, "You have to do your own things, and Rourou wipes his hands by himself."

Ye Fusang looked at the little guy, and immediately smiled and kissed him on the face: "Our family's meat is awesome!"

When Tang Rourou was at home by himself, the treatment was really good, and apart from Tang Zou not being obedient to everything, someone must have rushed to reach out for other things, and someone had mixed water for washing his hands, helping him to wash and help him Drying, because he was afraid of getting his clothes wet, he coaxed him not to move, the little guy couldn't appreciate the joy of washing his hands at all.

This is because his mother taught him, and he was very happy. After the first wash, he secretly took advantage of his mother to wash it for the second time. When Ye Fusang found out, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Fat, wash your hands once and the baby will be wiped with bacteria." Flush into the sewer, what a waste of water!"

Tang Rourou obediently said "Oh", wiped his hands and made them to eat with his mother.

The little guy is young, and it is exactly as the teacher said. When he eats, he is everywhere, and he is picky eater. He doesn't eat some things at all, and he habitually puts them on the table. It seems that the adults helped him develop the habit. Tang Rourou pointed to the green peppers and said, "Rourou doesn't eat green peppers. Grandma won't let you make green peppers..."

In a word, Ye Fusang knew that it was what the little guy didn't like to eat, and the Tang family simply didn't make it.

Ye Fusang picked up a piece of green pepper and put it in his mouth, said while eating, "Mmm, it's delicious!"

Tang Rourou said, "It's not tasty."

Ye Fusang smiled at him: "Mom thinks it's delicious. After eating this, we will be in great shape. Children who are not picky eaters will grow tall and strong." She stretched out her hand to pinch Tang Rourou's fat little arm, and said: "Flesh isn't strong at all."

Tang Rourou's big eye circles were red, and he was dying of grievance, "Rourou is strong."

Ye Fusang stretched out his arm to compare with him: "That fleshy meat or mother, let's see who is stronger?"

Tang Rourou also stretched out his little hand, white and tender and chubby. He looked at his little hand, then at his mother's big hand, and pouted: "Rourou is very strong."

Ye Fusang took another slice of green pepper, "It's sweet and delicious. Mom eats everything, that's why she's so strong."

Tang Rourou stretched out his small spoon as if angry, scooped up a piece with great difficulty, put it into a small bowl, then licked it into his mouth with his eyes closed, bit a small half in his small mouth, looked at Ye Fusang and said: "Mom ,sweet."

Green peppers, not spicy but a little sweet, Tang Rourou immediately felt brave, after eating the first slice, he picked up the second slice and ate it.

Tang Rourou finished his meal, put down the spoon and waited for his mother to praise him: "Mom, Rourou is finished!"

Ye Fusang glanced at his small bowl, nodded: "Rourou is awesome." After a pause, he asked again: "Does Rourou know where our rice comes from?"

Tang Rourou pointed to the kitchen and said, "He's from the kitchen."

Ye Fusang suddenly smiled like something: "Baby, our rice is grown by the farmer's hard work."

She explained the process as briefly as possible in a slow voice. Tang Rourou actually didn't understand much, but he remembered what his mother said, the farmer's uncle worked so hard to grow these meals, and they should not be wasted.So the little guy picked up the small spoon, piled up the leftover rice at the bottom of the bowl, stuffed it into his little mouth in one breath, then lit the bottom of his clean little bowl to Ye Fusang, and said, "Mom, the meat is finished. "

Ye Fusang gave him a thumbs up: "Our meat is awesome!"

Tang Rourou grinned and looked at his mother's smiling big eyes with slits.

It was still early after dinner, so Ye Fusang called Ye Qingtong. He had been complaining to Ye Fusang that the Tang family didn't let him see Rourou, but Ye Fusang just informed him that Rourou was here now. Listen, they really came here in such a hurry.

When Ye Qingtong came, Ye Fusang was teaching ancient poetry to Tang Rourou, and the little guy was chanting to his mother in a childlike voice: "... who knows what's on the plate."

Ye Fusang softly said the next sentence: "Every grain is hard work."

Tang Rourou also read: "Every grain is hard work."

Ye Fusang explained sentence by sentence: "Every grain of millet in the rice we eat now is planted by the farmer's uncle hard at every moment, so we can't waste the grain that the farmer's uncle has worked so hard to grow."

Tang Rourou nodded: "Rourou is good, don't waste meat."

Ye Qingtong opened the door outside, Tang Rourou immediately looked up at Ye Fusang vigilantly: "Mom, are there any bad guys?"

Ye Fusang couldn't help but kissed him again: "It's not a bad guy baby, it's uncle."

"Nine-Nine?" Tang Rourou was at a loss: "What is Nine-Nine?"

Ye Fusang explained: "Honey, it's not Jiujiu, it's uncle. Mom's younger brother, so you should call him uncle."

Ye Qingtong ran in panting, "Sister!"

At a glance, he saw a little meatball sitting on the carpet. The little guy was looking at him with his mouth open, with a dumbfounded expression.

Tang Rourou looks very similar to when he was a child. Anyway, since he grew up from a small Douding to his three-year-old appearance, there is almost no change. If there is a change, it is also that he has grown taller, still looks chubby, and drooling less.

Ye Qingtong walked over a few steps, sat down next to Tang Rourou, stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms, Tang Rourou kicked his little feet, looked at Ye Qingtong and said, "Uncle, mother will protect Rourou, you can't bully him." Flesh."

Ye Qingtong laughed out loud immediately: "Uncle loves you so much, why would you be willing to bully Rourou? Come on, Rourou will let Uncle give you a big kiss before we talk." As he spoke, he really kissed him hard on the face.

(End of this chapter)