Chapter 159: Face in Pocket
"That's it. ”
Song Chun'an finished talking about her daughter's details in detail, and the sparrows were already cooked.
Song Ci gave the last cherry to Li Shengnan, who couldn't return it, thought about it, and secretly took out one from the small pile that was distributed to his father, and only then did he want to put it on his mother's side, so he received a warning glance from her father.
It's really discerning.
Song Ci put down the fruit stupidly, and pretended to be idle and pulled the small pile that belonged to him, one, two, three......
"So this sparrow was also caught by Bao'er?"
Li Shengnan asked dreamily, but his hand picked up the pile of fruits close to him, first stuffed one into his mouth to suppress the shock, and then counted it too, one, two, three......
On the wide taro leaves, only a small handful of half-red and non-pink mountain cherries were left behind, which Song Chunan unceremoniously took away with the leaves, grabbed the three fruits and chewed them in his mouth at the same time, and threw them to his daughter at the same time to give her a look.
Confess to yourself, there's only so much I can help with.
Song Ci carefully separated the fruit and put it into the pocket of the gown twice.
This thing is highly acidic, and she has to keep her small teeth to gnaw on the flesh after eating too much.
"People aren't as good as my dad said. ”
Song Ci smiled modestly and shyly, the toes of his shoes were gently rubbed back and forth on the ground, and the fingers behind his back were still embarrassed to stir each other, it was really 360 degrees without shooting dead ends.
Well, she forgot that she wasn't filming now.
Song Ci unceremoniously threw herself into Li Shengnan's arms, and even put her face in her pocket, completely letting go of herself and making trouble with her mother:
"Mom, why are you doing this? I'm not your favorite baby anymore? Don't you love me? Or is your love conditional, you only love me who was stupid before, and don't love me who is awesome now?
The word eccentricity is simply Li Shengnan's death hole.
Without thinking about it, she retorted:
"Nonsense! I will never be partial in my life, you love any kind of mother!"
Song Ci grinned triumphantly, and kissed her face stamp:
"Oh, you said, don't go back! That's fine, let's eat meat! Dad I want this, I've already fallen in love with it!"
After Song Ci got his mother, he wanted to show off to his father, but he found that he took away the sparrow he looked at!
The fattest one!
Song Chun'an blew on the ash and heat, and then unceremoniously opened his mouth to take a bite.
Song Ci was so angry that tears were about to come out!
Don't take such a bully to a child, that one is obviously the one she took a fancy to first!
Song Chun'an sizzled and inhaled, and said while nodding:
"I'll taste it first if it's ripe or not, well, it's cooked, it's ready to eat. Take your pick. ”
Song Ci puffed out his cheeks angrily, ran over to support his arm, opened his mouth and took a bite, and then hummed in relief:
"I'll give you a taste too, well, it's cooked. ”
I feel that Song Porcelain, who took advantage of the cheapness, is satisfied, squatting back and carefully comparing and selecting, what about this one, or that one?
Then, with one hand, he quickly took away both of the ones she was contrasting.
"Mom!
Song Ci was so anxious that he stomped his feet.
Why are adults like this!
Li Shengnan saw the two of them grabbing something to eat, and immediately resurrected with full blood, and he couldn't care about any entanglement and shock.
She took a bite on both sides, and kindly reminded her daughter:
"If you don't hurry, you won't have to choose one, so you can only eat the rest of what we pick. ”
Song Ci was shocked and hurriedly bowed his head!
Sure enough, there were only the skinniest two left in front of him.
Song Chun'an! This despicable villain who doesn't pay attention to the morality of the rivers and lakes actually took advantage of the fire to rob!
Song Chun'an faced the condemning gaze of his daughter, and his conscience ate meat without pain, and perfunctorily comforted:
"Isn't this left for you, one person and two, it's fair. ”
Is it a matter of quantity!
Song Ci complained:
"These two are the thinnest!"
Song Chunan smiled:
"It's all the essence that is concentrated, and it's the best match for you. ”