Little Curly Hair cutely ordered a bunch of dish names, all of which were the meat he liked to eat, and handed the plate to the rice aunt with anticipation, he was serious and pious when eating.

Aunt Rice looked at such a cute little guy, and couldn't bear to tell him a very cruel truth: "None of these, your lunch today is pineapple ancient meat, vegetarian fried vegetables, rice and an apple." ”

The disappointment on the little curly-haired little face was obvious, why did nothing smell so good?

However, the ancient meat of pineapple can also be used, and there is meat in it.

The little guy comforted himself and happily held the plate: "Auntie, don't want vegetables, you want meat." ”

Five children eat around a small children's table, mainly to take pictures of their children's words during the meal and find some cute spots.

Little Curly Hair carefully held the plate and walked over slowly, worrying that his rice would be spilled along the way, and swallowing saliva at the reddened pieces of meat on the plate.

When he put the dinner plate on the small table and sat down next to Mu Shaoheng, Xiao Curly found a very surprised thing, the meals of several of them were different! The vegetarian dishes were the same, and the meat was different!

Carl's is a big chicken thigh, the porridge is meatballs, the humming is sweet and sour tenderloin, and the glutinous is cod.

The little curly hair's big eyes looked around, and suddenly felt that the pineapple meat on the plate was not fragrant, and the little head couldn't understand why his meal was different from other children.

Jiang Jiuxi looked at the screen in another room, looked at the little fat child's disappointed little expression, and apologized silently in his heart, it was all my mother's smelly hands, and I drew lots for you to draw a dish with the least meat.

The little curly hair looked around, and quickly accepted the reality again, holding the small iron spoon and asking Mu Shaoheng beside him: "Hmph, what are you doing, it looks delicious." ”

Mu Shaoheng told him very truthfully: "Sweet and sour tenderloin, sweet and sweet, do you want to eat it?"

As he spoke, he carefully filled one with a small spoon and handed it to the mouth of the little curly.

The little curly hair happily took a small spoon in his mouth, and the sweet and sour sugar crisp loin burst into the mouth, making the little guy squint his eyes with satisfaction.

"It's delicious, hum, you eat mine too. Little Curly couldn't wait to pick a big piece of meat and feed it to Hum.

Mu Shaoheng also learned the appearance of the little curly, opened his mouth wide and took a small spoon in his mouth, feeling better than any meal he had eaten.

Nuo Nuo looked curiously at the two children, you feed me, I feed you, is their food delicious?

"Little shark, do you want to eat fish?"

Little Curly immediately nodded: "Okay, okay." ”

In the end, Curly not only ate the glutinous fish, but also ate the chicken thighs that Carl didn't like to eat, the balls of porridge, and his own ancient pineapple meat, all the pineapples in it were given to the glutinous meat.

The little belly that eats is round, and the little mouth is still stained with sweet and sour sauce.

Huo Jingheng sat behind the camera with a questioning attitude at first, watching a few children eating in the picture, and some couldn't figure it out, just like that, it was called a show?

Just looking at it, I was attracted by the small appearance of the little curly hair eating, the little guy is like a food grinder, he does not refuse to come, he eats hard one bite at a time, and his eyes are full of satisfaction and excitement.

The little mouth pursed and puffed out his cheeks and moved, feeling that the food in his mouth had become particularly delicious.

Huo Jingheng, who has always been very casual about eating, actually felt a little hungry, and it was also because of the little curly hair's meal that this show that Huo Jingheng was preparing to cancel was safe again.