No matter how good the relationship between friends is, it can't be so troublesome to others. Seeing Mu Qing's firm expression, Luo Tong didn't say anything more.

I just thought that after Mu Qing fell to the resort center, she must take care of her more carefully, after all, it won't be long before she will give birth.

She was talking and laughing with Mu Qing, Luo Tong only felt that she was refreshed, in fact, as early as when she saw Mu Qing, the corners of Luo Tong's mouth were upturned.

The sun gradually came out, and Luo Tong and Mu Qing gradually walked into the depths of the rose garden, and each other's clothes seemed to be covered with the fragrance of flowers.

Cheng Yijin woke up very early in the morning, and thanks to the recovery of his legs, he had an extra habit of morning exercise. It wasn't even six o'clock, and he went to the playground for morning exercise.

Almost all the grandparents were on the small playground in the resort center, and when they saw Cheng Yijin coming over in a simple sportswear, the fat grandfather took the lead and said: "Old Cheng, come here so early? Isn't your leg just right? Don't you recuperate for a few more days?"

Cheng Yijin smiled, "No need, I haven't exercised for a long time, it's better to exercise, Doctor Xu said, isn't it?"

Dr. Xu, who was standing at the front doing the five-bird play, glanced at him: "You really need to move, but don't be too intense, just walk, don't run." ”

Cheng Yi walked slowly on the playground as he said, and after he walked five laps, he himself felt a little tired, and Dr. Xu stopped him at the right time.

"Okay, that's all for today's intensity, and we'll continue tomorrow. ”

At the end of the morning exercise, everyone went back to the resort center in groups of three or five. The fat grandfather sniffed as he walked: "I don't know what the little fat man is doing today, the little fat man's craftsmanship is getting better and better." ”

"Yesterday, I saw the little fat man soaking bean skin, and I am going to make a pulp bag today. Grandpa Lin pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose and said slowly.

Last night, he saw the little fat man secretly soaking the bean skin, and he deliberately avoided people, it is estimated that the little fat man wants to open a small stove for himself.

But he saw it, can he make the little fat man's idea come true? Of course not. Grandpa Lin took away a ray of light in his eyes and prepared to go back to see the little fat man's good show.

Hearing the pulp bag, the big guy's throat moved slightly, obviously conquered by its deliciousness. Truth be told, Masson's craftsmanship is really good.

Especially this pulp skin bag, a large and thin skin, cabbage mixed with pork belly scraps, plus a refreshing bean skin, a bite is a fresh and sweet juice.

How can this pulp bag be described as delicious? Although Cheng Yijin said that he had been here for a while, he really had never eaten this pale bag.

But he really thinks that Masson's cooking is delicious, and to be honest, the chef of the five-star hotel also does it, but this kid is very lazy and unwilling to move his nest easily.

Seeing that everyone had quickened their pace, Cheng Yijin also silently followed. Holding Yang Yi's fingers and jumping up and down in the evening, she followed Zhao Fan and Ding Tie to exercise.

At this moment, Wanwan's little face was covered with sweat, and it was obvious that it was still very difficult to exercise behind the two.

Grandma Sheng was distressed, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe Wanwan's sweat: "Wanwan works so hard, are you tired? ”

Wanwan took the handkerchief and didn't forget to thank Grandma Sheng: "Thank you, Grandma, you're not tired, it's very interesting to exercise with the masters." ”

Grandpa Sheng's voice was like a bell: "Okay, it should be like this, our Caixia is really a tiger girl!

Hearing the name Caixia, there was laughter in the team, and even the corners of Cheng Yijin's mouth pulled up a faint smile.

To be honest, the name Caixia is really local, but Grandpa Sheng still hangs it on his lips every time, and I don't know if he did it on purpose.

Wanwan heard Grandpa Sheng's praise, although he was very happy, he frowned again in a blink of an eye: "Grandpa, can you not be called Caixia?"

She also knows what Caixia means now, to be honest, Wanwan really can't accept it.

Grandpa Sheng kicked his bull's eye, "What, the name Caixia is not good?"

Wanwan forced a smile, "No, grandpa, you can just be happy." ”

This is her grandfather, no matter what he calls her, she has to endure it. Wanwan gritted her teeth, if someone else called her that, watch her pack his dog's head in minutes!

Looking at Wanwan's little appearance of daring to be angry and not daring to speak, Grandpa Sheng curled the corners of his mouth proudly, doesn't the child have no opinion?

Grandpa Sheng, who is confident in honey, walks around the ground, full of joy. Wanwan looked at Grandpa Sheng happily, shook his little head, and followed.

Mom always said that they were children, but according to Wanwan, she felt that Grandpa Sheng was like a child, and he would threaten her.

Who let this be his grandfather?

When everyone arrived in the back kitchen, they happened to be stuck in the bun out of the cage. When the steamer was opened, the white and chubby buns were lying in the cage drawer, and the domineering aroma drilled into the tip of everyone's nose.

Cheng Yijin just eats a lot of delicious things, and when he smells such a fragrance, he is also unconsciously intoxicated, it seems that what everyone said is true.

Seeing everyone coming in, staring at the steamer in his hand with blue eyes, Ma Sen blinked his eyes, not angry: "I said did you come here on purpose? ”

Fat grandpa took an arrow step: "Hurry up, little fat man, it's not right to eat alone." ”

Masson rolled his eyes: "You're all here, can I still eat alone?"

That being said, looking at so many people, Masson quickly made another cage of pulp bags, like half an hour, two people.

Yang Yi has always loved to eat this pulp bag, and he finished eating it in a few minutes, so he could only bow his head and drink porridge. Wanwan pushed the bun in front of him in front of Yang Yi: "Grandpa, you eat, I'll just drink porridge." ”

Grandpa Sheng nodded again and again: "In the past, Kong Rong made pears, and today there are steamed buns in the evening, which is good!"

Yang Yi glanced at Wanwan: "Then grandpa is not welcome." ”

Wanwan laughed out with a mouthful of millet teeth: "I've seen Uncle Masson make pulp bags, and when I have my own kitchen next year, I will make pale bags for my grandfather, and I will do whatever you like to eat." ”

Luo Tong promised that next year, in addition to giving her a set of her own special kitchenware, she would also build a separate small kitchen.

I've been looking forward to it for a long time, and every day is counting the time with my fingers, and it's been about half a year. 2k reading web