You are so sweet in my heart

"Mommy, do you think I'm great?"

Teeth raised face, a pair of big black bright eyes shining, full of expectations.

Mu Chu Di rubbed his little head and said in a soft voice, "great!"

"Yaya can help Mommy. She's good. She's great."

A four-year-old child can be so sensible, Mu Chu Di's heart is very comforting.

But also so smart, Mu Chu flute is just a simple teach, teeth learned, and also do very well, but he did those are based on his interests.

After being praised by mu Chudi, Yaya was just like a stimulant. He was so happy that he wanted to make another one.

Little face with a little cream, attentively and seriously prepared.

Suddenly, his eyes went to Mu Chu di. He wanted to see what Mommy had done to Lao Huo.

He is not tall enough, can only stand on the chair, but from this point of view, and see not very clear, vaguely see some green.

"Mommy, what did you do for old Huo?"

Yaya couldn't help but ask.

Mu Chu Di did his work carefully, with a sweet smile in his mouth.

"The future!"

"What is the future?"

I don't understand. What did Mommy do in the future?

When Yaya wanted to ask something else, he heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind him. Yaya turned around and saw the familiar figure. His small face, carved with powder and jade, was smiling, "Lao Huo."

"Old Huo, come and see what I've done for you?"

"Do you like it very much, surprise?"

"Salted egg Superman Oh, in my heart you are superman."

Huo Xiao is a superhero in Yaya's heart.

Of course, Huo Xiao likes his son's worship, even if he is not interested in the salted egg Superman he makes, but in front of Yaya, Huo Xiao expresses his love a little.

With Huo Xiao's approval, Yaya is even more happy, and he is preparing to make a bigger one.

But Huo Xiao was holding the ground, "it's time to have a rest."

Yaya shook his head. "No, I'm not tired. I'm going to make a bigger salted egg for you."

"No, you're going to rest."

Huo Xiao cut off the railway.

Tooth teeth don't understand, old Huo how always tell him to rest, he is not tired.

Is there any more filial child in the world? He wants to make cake for Lao Huo.

"No, I don't..."

Yaya wanted to say something else. Aunt Zhang, who had been outside, came in and took him away.

"Come on, young master, you are dirty. I'll change your clothes for you."

What's the matter with his dirty clothes? He has to make cakes. What's the use of new clothes?

However, before he woke up, he had been carried back to his bedroom by Aunt Zhang.

Back in the bedroom, Yaya couldn't figure it out, so he called huozheng.

It took a long time to get through.

After connecting, Yaya said nothing and went straight to the theme, "cousin, I'm so filial and I want to make a cake for Lao Huo. Why does he want to drive me out?"

For Huo Xiao's business, Huo Zheng was busy for a period of time, and he didn't even sleep.

Now it's finally over. He can have a good sleep, but after a short sleep, Yaya called him.

"Crazy, I really owe your father and son in my last life. Now I'm going to pay the debt."

Sleep not to sleep, still let people live?

"What's going on, you tell me from beginning to end."

After Yaya finished, Huo Zheng almost couldn't help swearing.