Lu Ningchuan carried Tang Xin to the stool with some difficulty, it was really Lu Ningchuan himself who was still a five-year-old child, Tang Xin was a little round, and his weight was not light.

Lu Ningchuan took a breath and pinched Tang Xin's fat little face: "Little fat pig." ”

Under the influence of Song Meifang, Tang Xin loved beauty very much at a young age, and immediately pouted unhappily: "Sugar Bao is not a little fat pig." ”

Snorted twice unconvinced, Tang Xin added: "Even if it is a little fat pig, I am the cutest little fat pig." ”

The corners of Lu Ningchuan's mouth rose: "Yes, Tangbao is the cutest little fat pig." ”

After receiving Lu Ningchuan's praise, Tang Xin became happy and proud again, and the little milk voice hummed a happy tune: "Lalala, lalala, Tangbao is the cutest little fat pig, the little fat pig is the cutest, the cute little fat pig-"

Lu Ningchuan's eyes were full of smiles, this little fool who praised himself as a little fat pig.

"Whew-" Tang Xin swallowed the custard in the spoon, and when he saw that Lu Ningchuan was going to continue to feed it, he turned his head: "Little brother also eats." ”

"I'm eating, Sugar Baby takes another bite. Lu Ningchuan put the spoon to Tang Xin's mouth.

Lu Ningchuan himself felt incredible, he didn't like this kind of child who came to reach out for food and open his mouth, he was too pampered. But he was happy to feed Tang Xin one bite at a time, watching Tang Xin's cheeks bulge and chew carefully in small bites.

Lu Ningchuan felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart, Lu Ningchuan knew that Tang Xin's ability to be independent should be cultivated, but Lu Ningchuan didn't know why, he wanted to see Tang Xin's eyes that relied on trust.

Tang Xin looked at the pickles and multigrain steamed buns in front of Lu Ningchuan, and closed his mouth tightly to resist. Lu Ningchuan lowered his eyebrows and coaxed patiently and softly

"Sugar baby, take another bite. ”

"The little brother also eats it, and there is malt cream. Tang Xin took the opportunity to say what he thought.

Lu Ningchuan suddenly understood why the Tang family loved this little girl at the tip of their hearts. This kind of simple and sincere care is really reluctant to let go.

"Okay, when Tangbao finishes eating, the little brother will go and drink, okay. ”

Lu Ningchuan knew in his heart that the two bowls of malt milk essence in the pot were one bowl for him and Tang Xin. But Lu Ningchuan prefers to give both bowls to Tangbao, he is not particular about eating, and pickles are what he often eats at Lu's house.

Not to mention steamed buns, egg custard, Song Meifang is willing to put oil in the stir-fry. But in Lu Ningchuan's heart, he didn't even think about eating that plate of vegetables.

Tang Xin was unhappy, and looked at Lu Ningchuan with bright big eyes: "Little brother-"

The little milk voice dragged long, soft and glutinous, and the little hand pulled the hem of Lu Ningchuan's clothes and dangled around.

Lu Ningchuan knew that he couldn't refuse such a pair of eyes, so he could only disarm and surrender: "Okay, little brother will eat too." ”

So the two of you have a mouthful of egg custard and I have a mouthful of egg custard, but Lu Ningchuan still didn't drink the bowl of malt milk essence.

Song Meifang, who came back from work, looked at Tang Xin, who was half-lying in Lu Ningchuan's arms and sleeping soundly, Lu Ningchuan also fell asleep on the sofa, but her little arms firmly protected Tang Xin.

Song Meifang looked at the two children, her originally worried heart relaxed, and she looked at them tenderly. Song Meifang retreated lightly, she was going to wash the dishes for the two children's lunch meal, and then go to cook.

Song Meifang was going to stew some bone broth, the big bone stick was not worth much, but the soup was very fragrant. Song Meifang specially bought two more pieces of meat, stewed them together, and let the two children drink some soup tomorrow.

Seeing the clean and neat stove, Song Meifang was a little surprised, where did these two children put the dirty bowls?

Song Meifang opened the pot on the stove, there was a bowl of malt milk essence lying quietly in it, and squatted down to check the cupboard, how many bowls there were at home Song Meifang knew in her heart.

I saw a lot of dishes, so Lu Ningchuan's child was cleaned?

Song Meifang sighed in her heart, this kid is really. Looking at the malt milk essence in the pot again, Song Meifang was a little ashamed, thinking about what she was careful about in the morning.

After a while, Tang Jianmin and the three of them came back in line with their schoolbags, and the laughter of several children came from inside the house.

Song Meifang had a gentle smile on her lips, thinking in her heart, Tangbao is two years old this year, and she will be sent to kindergarten in half a year. Ning Chuan's child is more than five years old, right? Next year is also the age to go to elementary school.

Tang Weiguo greeted the neighbors in the tube building with a smile, and put the mutton in his hand on the stove: "What do you think? ”

Song Meifang was taken aback, and glared at Tang Weiguo angrily: "Why do you walk silently." I thought that in half a year, I would be able to send Tangbao to kindergarten, and Ningchuan's child should also go to elementary school. ”

Tang Weiguo chuckled: "You still blame Lu Ningchuan for worrying about that child." But it's hard to say, I heard that his second sister Lu Xiuhua is at his grandmother's house in the countryside. Tian Li's character, I'm afraid I'm unwilling. ”

Now a primary school student, the tuition fee for a year costs three yuan and seven cents. Tian Lina is willing to pay this money for the child born by the original match, Lu Dingbang is a submissive character, and he can't get anything out of it with a stick.

If Lu Dingbang had a little temper, Tian Li would not dare to be so blatant.

"Okay, then the bridge will be straight. Look at what I brought you. Tang Weiguo took out an alabaster from his arms as if he was doing a trick.

Song Meifang opened it and sniffed it, and said coquettishly: "I see that you brought mutton back, what kind of alabaster did you buy." ”

Tang Weiguo was about to say some sweet words to coax his daughter-in-law to start school, when he suddenly felt two burning eyes.

Tang Weiguo swallowed the words on his lips and turned his head to look. There were two villains on the door between them, and seeing Tang Weiguo turn around, Tang Xin tilted his little head curiously: "Dad, what whispers you say to your mother, I also want to listen." ”

Lu Ningchuan looked down at Tang Xin helplessly.

Song Meifang's face suddenly flushed, and she quietly twisted the soft flesh on Tang Weiguo's waist. Tang Weiguo gasped, and in the innocent and puzzled gaze of his daughter, he said casually: "It's okay, Dad and Mom discuss what to eat at night." ”

Tang Weiguo stepped forward to pick Tang Xin up and pinched Lu Ningchuan's shoulder: "Ning Chuan, I've worked hard for you today." Meifang, let's scald the mutton pot at night. ”

Feeling the envious gaze around her, Song Meifang was helpless, why did you say it so arrogantly in public, and besides, this mutton is a kilogram to say the least, how expensive is mutton.

But after buying everything, Song Meifang took out the pot of hot pot from the cupboard and took out some mushrooms and vegetables. Since you eat it, let it go and eat it freely.

Tang Xin was already clapping his hands happily: "Wow, eat hot pot and eat hot pot!"

When Tang Jianguo's three boys heard that they were eating hot pot, they were also dancing happily, happily moving stools and setting dishes and chopsticks.

Lu Ningchuan quietly retreated.