Song Chunan looked at the lovely white eyes of his daughter, and felt clever and followed him.

"Where's your sugar? Eat it, don't melt it in your hand. ”

Song Chun'an took out the orange candy in the palm of her daughter's hand, stuffed it into her small mouth, and sucked off the little sweetness on her fingers.

The child's cheeks immediately bulged, like a hamster stealing food.

The silly dad playfully poked his finger, got a disgusted look, and asked with a smile:

"Is sugar sweet or not?"

Song Ci looked at him tangledly.

She was recalling the taste of the meat buns in her mouth, and it was a little weird to mix it with sugar when it was cold.

Fortunately, the sweetness quickly spreads over the taste buds, accompanied by a hint of orange fragrance, delicious!

The child's eyebrows and eyes immediately stretched out, and he was well-behaved and hugged, like a soft little milk cat.

Song Chun'an took a bite to bite her little face, happily hugged her daughter and walked forward, and showed her the scenery on both sides of the street with great interest.

"It's a police station, there is police in it, and children who are disobedient will be arrested and taken away, and they will not be called home if they are not given food. ”

Song Chunan pointed it out to his daughter, and he was frightened.

Song Ci glanced at her father silently and concentrated on eating candy.

Don't think she doesn't know, her cheap parents don't even bother to raise themselves, and they live at home every day.

His father even shouted that he would give birth to her in this life, never coveted other people's sons and never paid attention to the old saying that many sons and many blessings were blessed, and guarded her with her mother wholeheartedly.

If they really want to lose her, they will have to cry and scare whom.

Seeing that the girl loved to ignore her, Song Chunan was still interested, and then pointed out:

"That's the post office, you can send letters and parcels, and I'll send you to the moon for a tour, remember to bring moon cakes back to my parents, that's their specialty." ”

"It's a photo studio, and it clicks people into such a big picture, and it looks like the real thing. Good is good, but it costs money. ”

"There is a restaurant over there, state-run, there are a lot of delicious food, you can eat white flour steamed buns, steamed buns, noodles, fried pancakes, fried vegetables every day. ”

Song Chunan smacked his lips with a look of yearning.

Song Ci looked over with a face, and his eyes faintly swept over the old man who was walking on the side of the road, it was the old lady who was carrying a broken sack just now.

Song Ci looked away calmly, unimpressed.

Life is hard.

She has seen a lot in her previous life, and this is where she goes, and there is nothing important except death.

Song Chunan didn't say much, and continued to walk forward unhurriedly.

"Your grandmother's cooking is actually quite delicious, I remember eating her longevity noodles, acacia flower buns, small fish boiled in cakes, cabbage and pork dumplings when I was a child, all of which were very delicious. ”

"It's just that there are fewer things later, and the family population is also large, so I am not even willing to put oil and salt in cooking, and the taste is a little stronger than the big pot rice of the production team. ”

"Girl, when you grow up, study hard and learn skills, and in the future, you will find a good job and eat public food, and your life will be better, and your parents will be able to get rid of you. ”

Song Ci finally came to a little interested, and asked vaguely with orange candy in his mouth:

"Can you eat meat buns every day?"

"Yes!"

Song Chunan replied categorically.

"There are not only meat buns, but also stewed pork ribs with chicken, duck and fish, fruit biscuits, milk and eggs, rice and white noodles!"

Song Ci looked the same yearning, pushed the sugar cube in his mouth aside, and made a sonorous determination:

"I'm going!"

"Good girl, promising!"

Song Chunan happily nibbled on her daughter again, and continued to draw flatbread for her daughter with great interest.

"And that's not all. When the time comes, not only eat well, everywhere is good, upstairs and downstairs, electric lights and telephones, go out to take the car, enter the big sofa, think about it is beautiful!"