"I'm full. ”

Song Ci listened to the more and more in-depth topics discussed outside, and his heart was itching, and he couldn't wait to put down his chopsticks to go to the ground.

"Mom, I'm going down to play, and Uncle bought me blocks and tangrams. ”

Song Ci's little milk voice is crisp, and even the expression on her face is a real four-year-old child's innocent smile, which is really innocent, childish and cute.

Li Shengnan put on small cotton shoes for his daughter, hugged her to the ground, and his heart was very big.

"Then you can play by yourself, and don't make the adults drink. ”

"No, it stinks. ”

Song Ci wrinkled his little nose, made a grimace, and ran away.

This is an opportunity to discuss the blueprint in her head and should not be missed.

Song Zhao pulled the rice in the bowl three or two times, and put down the chopsticks to chase:

"I play with my sister. ”

"You eat yours, leave her alone. ”

Li Shengnan knew the amount of food the child had, so he grabbed him and stuffed a big bone to hold and gnaw.

Li Shenxing ate slowly, and glanced at the eldest brother with a smile.

What did he say in that look, with one point of demonstration, two points of ridicule, three points of self-satisfaction, and four points of wisdom, which fully showed his understanding of his aunt and demonstrated his status in the family that could not be ignored.

All in all, big brother, you are still far away, learn from me.

Song Zhao glared at him, feeling that it was time to set up rules and show the majesty of the eldest brother.

"Hurry up and eat, and go out together after eating. ”

Faced with the battle book that the eldest brother had something to say, Li Shenxing did not accept it at all.

"I'm going to take a nap after eating. ”

Song Ci didn't care about the turbulent dark tide between the two brothers, and came to talk to her father with all her heart.

"Dad, you didn't drink the bar? ”

Song Chunan picked up her daughter, deliberately took off her chin and rubbed her tender little face, and opened her mouth to yell at her.

"Where does it stink, do you smell it again?"

Song Ci went into battle with both hands in disgust and pushed his big face.

"Help, my dad is going to eat children!"

The captain caught the cute little niece, hugged her on her lap, and happily dipped her chopsticks in some white wine to feed her.

"Uncle taught you a way, if you don't like the smell of wine, you can drink a little bit yourself, and if you get this smell, you won't feel it. It's the same as eating garlic. ”

Song Deyi glared at his son disapprovingly:

"The child is still young, what are you feeding her to drink? It's not a good thing, put it down!"

Song Ci put on a curious look, took the initiative to open his mouth and touched the head of the chopsticks, his face was wrinkled by the spiciness, and he was aggrieved and complained:

"It's spicy, it's not delicious. ”

Several men laughed, Jin Ge took the initiative to hand over a spoonful of ginger preserved eggs and told her to suppress the taste, and Song Ci also opened his mouth and ate it.

She also commented on it:

"I really don't understand you men, this cigarette and wine taste bad and cost money, why do you like it so much? Isn't it fragrant to eat meat?"

The table full of adults was laughing again.

It was rare for Father Song to take the initiative to answer and explain his little granddaughter's doubts:

"You don't understand, you're still young. ”

Song Ci pouted, and Zhenzhen complained:

"Here it is again, and here it is. You adults are always like this, as soon as you can't talk about us, you will be young, and when you grow up, you will understand how to talk about things;

Then when we grow up, you have to say, how old are we and not sensible, it is better to be when we were young.

Alas, it's really hard to be a human child. ”

Everyone was amused by her appearance as a little adult.

Song Chunqing smiled and sandwiched a piece of rotten pork ribs and meat for her, and taught her:

"If you don't see through it, your daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law for many years, and we also need to inherit the routine of the older generation of disciplining children when we become parents. It doesn't matter if it's reasonable or not, it works. ”

Song Ci chewed his mouth and gave a thumbs up to Uncle Xiao:

"Uncle still understands it. ”