The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

"Hoo Hoo! Hoo Hoo! Drive!"

After returning to the Shihui hall, Jiang qianxia entered his small yard. Jiang qianxia looked at his chubby daughter with a black face. She was riding on tiger glutinous rice, holding glutinous rice's ear in her small hand, trying to pull it up and take her for two laps.

Fortunately, he is a tiger raised by himself. He has the same temper as Jiang qianxia. He is still the majestic king of all animals, but at home, like a big cat, he is the leader with children and is more sneaky than Jiang qianxia.

I saw that glutinous rice slowly turned her body into a side, and Gu LAN, who slid down from its greasy back, was held on the side of her neck with two claws, but in a virtual circle to prevent her from running around, without pressing hard.

Little Gu Lan was depressed and struggled desperately. His angry little face turned red and directly bit on the ear of glutinous rice.

The little girl who had begun to grow teeth didn't hurt or itch. The other ear of glutinous rice shook. There was a loveless snoring in her throat. She tilted her head back and continued to bask in her own sun.

Next to this pair of wonderful flowers, Angelica dahurica sat not far away and focused on embroidering her belly pocket. Other ghost slaves on shifts should sweep the floor. Passing by, there were also people who stuffed snacks into the mouths of tigers and girls. One person and one tiger refused to eat. No wonder they were so fat.

He rubbed his face in tears and laughter. He was going to find a girl who hadn't been intimate for many days. He hugged her and held her high. Then he approached. He heard his daughter shouting "Dad!"

"Lan'er, can you speak?"

Jiang qianxia was stunned. What did she miss and what was she busy with? She didn't even know that her own daughter could speak!

Boundless has some doubts nearby. Just now, the little master rode on glutinous rice. Didn't he already shout "tiger, tiger, drive"?

Yes, for Jiang qianxia, those shouts are not shouting and can speak. At most, they can only be regarded as children's babbling, but the "father" just bit so well without hesitation!

But don't they all say that children usually call "mother" or "mother" first? Why did the girl shout her father so sneaky!

Suddenly jealous Jiang qianxia's Willow eyebrows turned upside down, Tengteng ran to the girl, adjusted a gentle smiling face gnashing teeth, held the girl's small face and taught: "Lan'er, come, call your mother? Come, call your mother ~"

Gu LAN with steamed stuffed bun face first looked at her mother strangely, then his black eyes turned to the side, and his small mouth suddenly shriveled.

"Wow - Dad! Dad!"

Jiang qianxia, who "bullied" her daughter and cried, stuck her smile on her face. While painfully holding up her crying daughter and coaxing her, she also wanted to cry and looked at the boundless smile without tears.

Why does a girl cry when she calls her mother? Still crying and calling dad? I don't know. I thought she was a stepmother! Gas!

"Well, master, I feel boundless. Miss, I haven't been close to you for a long time. Anyway, you should have nothing to do these two days. Why don't you get closer to miss?"

He was watched by his master and laughed at her for a while, but he still gave her advice.

Jiang qianxia deeply thought so, holding her daughter firmly nodded - she didn't believe it, and she couldn't win Guli's position in her daughter's heart!

However, if you make up your mind and put it into practice, you really want Jiang qianxia's old life.

Holding a meal, because the posture is not skilled, and Gu LAN is spoiled and restless. After a meal, Jiang qianxia's hungry stomach hurts. Gu Lan's body and face are also full of rice paste.

Because she can start eating complementary food, Jiang qianxia also tried to feed some chopped shrimps to grind her teeth. Unexpectedly, her daughter vomited out the shrimps very shamelessly, and her whole body went to the plate of steamed bread on the table.

"Alas, promising. If you don't eat it, what's good about that broken steamed bread!"

Jiang qianxia is from the southwest, and the southwest is also from the south. She only likes rice and has no love for steamed bread. But my daughter likes steamed bread so much that she inherited it from her father.

Although she was not very angry with that slap, after all, in the cold war, she found that her daughter was more like her father and could only call her father. She was so angry that she didn't fight at all.

Adhering to the principle of competing with Guli, Jiang qianxia Leng didn't let Angelica Angelica help them. She tossed with her daughter from morning to night.

After dinner, the energetic little girl slept for less than an hour and wanted to play with glutinous rice.

Jiang qianxia was tired. Seeing that there was no one around, he comforted himself not to disturb the children's proximity to the "small animals". Gu LAN allowed her to climb up and down on the glutinous rice. Seeing that she was all right, she opened her mouth to greet the glutinous rice and considered whether to take a bath for the glutinous rice?

He was a little sleepy and had a good time playing with one person and one tiger. Jiang qianxia leaned against the corridor and took a nap with his eyes slightly closed. After a while, when he opened his eyes to find his daughter's position, he almost screamed out.

The glutinous rice that wants to bask in the sun can't get rid of Gu LAN, so she has to hold the clothes on Gu Lan's back, hang the small ball in her mouth, easily jump up the rockery in the corner of the yard, and then let Gu LAN go and let her climb around the rockery at will.

Jiang qianxia's eyes are straight. The rockery is at least three or four meters high, with strange rocks and no guardrail. If the girl climbs to the edge and falls down, how tragic it will be!

Now she regretted that she didn't learn martial arts. It was easy for glutinous rice to climb up, but she didn't think she had this ability at all!

He wanted to call someone, but he was afraid to scare his daughter. He hurried around the rockery twice. Jiang qianxia gritted his teeth and decided to run to the moon gate not far away and let the ghost slaves passing by patrol help.

But when she hurried back to the rockery with the ghost slave, the girl was already sitting on the ground and climbing

"Master, do you need to take the young lady back and change her clothes?"

Ghost slave saw Jiang qianxia's eyes straight and asked in a worried whisper.

In a trance, Jiang qianxia silently shook his head, "forget it, let her climb like this. You have to get dirty after changing your clothes. Don't bother."

The girl mysteriously landed as if she didn't see it. In the afternoon, she still played and slept with her daughter. With the experience of noon, she simply broke half a steamed bread softened by milk at night to feed her.

At night, Jiang qianxia went to bed with her daughter. In the middle of the night, Jiang qianxia, who had been slightly alert, felt that her daughter seemed to move uncomfortably. She closed her eyes and wanted to get up and let the nanny feed her. Unexpectedly, before she could say a word, she was gently held out of her arms by a pair of familiar big hands.

Jiang qianxia closed her eyes and waited for a while. The girl with milk flavor was put back into her arms. Listening to her breathing, she had coaxed her to sleep.

I felt a slight warm breath spraying near my forehead. Jiang qianxia was sensitive to hide and clenched his teeth to force him to continue pretending to sleep.

The respirable master stopped for a moment, didn't kiss down as she expected, just sighed, and slowly retreated to leave the room.

Hearing the sound of the wooden door opening, Jiang qianxia sat up like a ghost and sneered at the startled Guli.

"Hide, hide again! If you dare to step out of this door tonight, I'll remarry with my daughter tomorrow morning!"