And more importantly, the little brother still remembers himself, he is not afraid of himself at all, and he is close to himself.

The fourth master, who was very beautiful in his heart, saw that the little guy was not very fluent in shouting him, so he opened his mouth and taught: "Come, Jing'er, call Ama again, it's Amma, it's Amma!"

Hongjing gave him face very much, and he followed the study softly and glutinously, but it still didn't work, "Aaa, Ma!"

Even so, the fourth master is not disliked or fluent, listening to the little guy's soft and glutinous voice, he is still quite satisfied, and the smile in his eyes is even stronger.

But Hongjing frowned lightly, not as satisfied as the fourth master.

The little guy secretly brewed again in his heart, opened his mouth and shouted again: "Amma!"

Very good, smoothly shouted out!

The little one's frowning brow finally relaxed, and it was obviously very satisfied.

But Jiaming and Hongxuan are not satisfied.

Because when the little guy calls the two of them, they are still called "forehead" and "fruit", and the contrast of "Amma" is clear, so that they are satisfied.

What's more, the little guy didn't want to pay attention to the two of them at all, and he was still awkward with them, but as soon as he came, he smiled, and threw himself into the other person's arms, and gave them a warm kiss.

That's a big difference!

How can you be so discriminatory!

Suddenly, the sour breath began to spread in the outhouse, obviously, Hongjing was not sour, this time it was reversed, and it was Jiaming and Hongxuan's turn to be sour.

"Jing'er, call Eniang, call accurately, Eniang has worked hard to take care of you during this time, but you can't be biased and only call you Ama clearly, forget your Eniang. Jia Ming muttered to Hongjing with a sour voice.

Hongxuan was not far behind, and followed closely: "And your brother and I, called brother, are not 'Guoguo'." ”

Who knows, who was originally held by the fourth master, his face was facing Hongjing of Jiaming and Hongxuan, turned his head to the side, and continued to face the two of them with the back of his head, ignoring them.

Jia Ming and Hongxuan: ...... Depressed, pantothenic acid in the heart!

The fourth master took a look at Jiaming and Hongxuan, and then at Hongjing, and thought to himself, what happened?

asked the little guy, but the little guy didn't answer, but just stuffed the things he was playing with into the hands of the fourth master.

The meaning was obvious, he wanted to play with the fourth master.

If you don't understand, if that's the case, forget it!

With such a thought, the fourth master immediately played with Hongjing on the mat.

Jiaming and Hongxuan on the side looked at the two of them playing together, thinking of themselves who were neglected, and they both saw each other's depression in their eyes.

Just when the mother and son were drinking tea, eating snacks, and watching the father and son play intimately together, there was a "gurgling" sound.

Following the sound, Xiao Hongjing was holding a small gold abacus in one hand and a small belly in the other, frowning faintly.

"Hungry?" the fourth master, who was closest to the little guy, put down the things in his hand, touched the top of the little guy's fluffy head, and asked in a slightly soft tone.

After the little guy nodded his little head, the little head rubbed nostalgically in the palm of the fourth master's hand.

Jia Ming on the side looked at Xiao Hongjing, who was no longer awkward in front of the fourth master, and it was normal, and suddenly had an idea, took the dim sum that the red heart had just picked up, and walked over, "This dim sum is made by Eniang, come, Eniang feeds you." ”

After the little guy looked at the dim sum, his eyes looked straight at Jia Ming.

Jia Ming's heartstrings were tight, afraid that the little guy would rather be hungry, and he would have trouble with her and not eat the snacks she brought.

But the little guy didn't speak, didn't turn his head, just looked at Jiaming.

This is, did not refuse?!

When he landed, Jia Ming, who was happy in his heart, picked up a piece of dim sum and came to Xiao Hongjing's mouth.

The little guy opened his mouth, took a bite, clicked, and chewed.

That's great!

Jia Ming happily continued to hold the dim sum in front of the little guy, "This dim sum is delicious, come, try it again." ”

When Hongxuan on the side saw this, his eyes lit up, and he also came up with a fruit bowl.

"Brother, do you want to eat watermelon?

Hongjing looked at Hongxuan, and the little guy pretended to be nothing about the food that was fed to his mouth, but his mouth was very honestly open.

Hehe, my brother also ignored me, and Hongxuan was also happy!

With a happy mood, the mother and son are on both sides of Hongjing, you feed the snacks, I feed the watermelon.

The fourth master looked at the scene of Jia Ming and Hongxuan serving Hongjing diligently, squinted his eyes, felt that his stomach was a little empty, his mouth was a little dry, and he also needed to eat something.

So, he said lightly: "Xuan'er, watermelon!"

Hongxuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but then reacted immediately, and handed the fruit plate in his hand to the fourth master, "Amma, you eat." ”

The fourth master on the face was eating watermelon, but his mood was as comfortable as a refreshing and delicious watermelon.

Of course, when he saw the good tea that was serving Hongjing diligently, the fourth master squinted again, feeling that there was only watermelon to eat to quench his thirst, and his stomach was still a little empty, so he needed to eat some snacks.

So, he continued to say lightly: "Guerjia, dim!"

Jia Ming turned her head to look at the hearts, and immediately wanted to tell her to bring a snack to the fourth master.

But his mouth was open, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the fourth master who was squinting at him, and when he reached his mouth, he was stunned and went around his mouth, and then swallowed it back into his stomach.

The snack in his hand had to be handed to the fourth master.

The fourth master's squinted eyes opened, but he just looked at Jiaming like this, not moving.

Good Tea: ...... Forget it, if you obey you, isn't it just feeding? One is feeding, and two are also feeding, it's okay.

"Master, you eat!"

The fourth master ate the dim sum seriously, and then commented seriously: "It tastes good!"

Jia Ming, who is still quite confident in her cooking skills, complained in her heart, where only the taste is good, is it obviously delicious?

In this way, Jia Ming served the fourth master and Hongjing to eat snacks alone, and Hongxuan's words were easier, and he only had to feed Hongjing watermelon.

After running out of snacks, Jia Ming fed the little guy Hongjing some water, and then the bridge was demolished across the river.

Of course, Hongxuan was no exception, and the two of them were stunned for a while.

I opened my mouth and wanted to be angry and talk about the little guy, but I looked at the cute little guy who was careful, white and tender, and the stubbornness of the little guy before, so I shut up again.

One is that I can't bear to say it, and the other is that it is useless to estimate it.

Alas, forget it, Jia Ming looked out the window, diverted his attention, saw the location of the shadow of the tree, estimated the time, and knew that he had something to do.

It just so happened that she couldn't do anything about the awkward little guy Hongjing, so she still had to leave here to worry.

So, he said, "Look at the time, it's time to make dinner." Speaking of this, she looked at the fourth master, and then asked, "By the way, do you want to stay and have dinner together?"

The fourth master said: "The weather is hot, home-cooked food is fine, and fried pork slices with bitter gourd are good." ”

Jia Ming nodded, and then shifted her gaze to Hongxuan and Hongjing.

Hongxuan was not polite at all, and began to spit out the names of a few dishes with a crackling mouth, and specially ordered which dishes his brother likes to eat.

Hongjing on the side listened to what Hongxuan said, and the little guy immediately gave him a smile.

Hongxuan finally stopped frowning and smiled.

But Hongxuan found that as soon as his mother left, his younger brother's smiling face was gone.

He couldn't help but rub his head, unable to figure out why.

Hongjing, who is holding his breath: Bad mother, I left without asking myself, hum, I hate it!