"Xiaorui, why don't you eat chrysanthemum?" Seeing that his son's chopsticks were always hiding around, and after a glance, his daughter only ate one or two bites, and when he saw his gaze swept over, he hurriedly lowered his eyebrows, and Han Qiushi couldn't help frowning slightly.

"I... I've said it all, I don't like the taste, it's weird. It's over, I'm unhappy again, I'm going to be trained again, secretly looking at my father, Han Rui whispered.

Oops, these two children have been picking and choosing again, it's been a few years, and they look like this when they eat this.

It's no wonder that Huang Na is blamed, this person has been gone for a while, but the bad habits have been left behind, and they are still deep-rooted. I think that at the beginning, I didn't eat it, I just forgot it, I was self-righteous, I was stunned to take two children, every time it was like eating poisonous weeds, how to dislike it, how to dislike it, and not to worry about it?

A basket of good things have been said, and all the methods have been used, but they don't have the slightest effect. It's always a child, and for such a thing, you can't beat or scold.

On the contrary to his grandchildren, Jiang Qiu, who especially likes to eat chrysanthemum, tried to convince them again: "How good this tastes, it is different from other dishes, you will feel it after a few more bites, really, I don't lie to you." ＂

If you don't like it, you don't like it, why do you adults force us to do things we don't like? If Mom is here, see if you can still do this... Hmph, Han Rui, who was aggrieved, pouted, not daring to squeak, but he didn't move his chopsticks.

How can this be done? On a hot day, can you eat comfortably while holding your breath? Xiang Chunzao, who was sitting opposite Han Rui, was a little anxious.

Alas, time and time again, my grandmother and father can't be convinced, what can I do? Besides, in front of the old man, what kind of ability can I talk too much?

Xiang Chunzao was looking forward and backward, and the daughter beside him tilted her head and pouted: "Xiaoxiang Xiaorui, the eldest sister hated eating barracuda when she was a child, and she ate it later, do you know why?"

Barracuda? What a familiar feeling! Where have you seen it?

Oh, I think of it, "A Plate of Barracuda"! Didn't that appear in the middle of the noon watch? With a tremor in his heart, Han Qiushi looked at his son and daughter who were staring, and his eyes jumped, and he turned to Liu Miao.

I only heard her smile and said: "Because my mother is very afraid of barracudas, but for my grandma and me, every time she has the courage to kill and wash fish, I was moved, so I ate obediently." ＂

"But big sister, you're talking about barracudas, not chrysanthemums. Han Xiang, who was quiet, scratched the tip of his nose.

"They are different, but the reason is the same. This chrysanthemum was selected by grandma from so many green vegetables, which is very nutritious and good for our big guys' health. Squinting her big eyes and looking at the young lady and brother opposite, Liu Miao shook her head on the ball, "Artemisia chrysanthemum and barracuda, although the ingredients are different, but grandma and my mother are both the same intentions, right?"

"Yes, yes!" Turning his head to look at his grandmother, and then to look at Chunzao, the two little children flashed their long eyelashes and nodded fiercely.

OK, that's what you want! Also fluttering her long eyelashes, she stepped forward, Liu Miao lowered her voice: "So, in order to thank them, you two said, should we eat them all?"

"Well, it's time to eat it. "Big sister's words make so much sense, the two children squinted their eyes relatively clearly, and picked up chopsticks to pick up chrysanthemum.

Oops, it's amazing, I really didn't hurt you in vain! An unexpected surprise was sent to the door, looking at Liu Miao, Jiang Qiu couldn't close his mouth with joy.

Strange, strange, how could the content of the book I read today be so similar? Is it a coincidence? Looking at a pair of children eating sweetly, and then looking at the interaction between his mother and Liu Miao, Han Qiu muttered a little in his heart.

And Liu Miao, who had done the ideological work of the two little things, completely forgot the content of the book, and while sending a naughty smile to her grandmother, she complacently teased the two of them to continue to eat chrysanthemum.

"Spring morning, eat quickly. "My God, the two little babies are finally obedient, great! Jiang Qiu, who couldn't help but be overjoyed, turned his eyes and found the problem, stretched out his hand and gently patted Xiang Chunzao, who lowered his head and said nothing.

"Oh, got it. Xiang Chunzao, who was thinking about Ma Lili, suddenly woke up, raised his eyes to look at the old man's concerned gaze, and suddenly felt embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I thought about something, and I was distracted." ＂

"Look at you, I'm sorry, the family is polite, it's weird, it's okay, it's okay, eat quickly. Jiang Qiu, who was excited, suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Hey, Qiu Shi, why are you stunned, eat quickly." ＂

Can I not be stunned? The description in this book is too similar to what Miao Miao just said... It's too similar, what's going on? Has the author heard about it? Or is the author Miao Miao herself?

This girl has always been a ghost horse elf, and she has a lot of crooked ideas, maybe she can really do unexpected things. When I get the chance, I'll have to test her to see if the author is her, or if it's someone we all know.

Hehe, this is a good idea, smiled at his mother, picked up the rice bowl, and Han Qiushi took a big gulp.

In this way, I only know that Xiang Chunzao works rigorously, writes fluently, and is good at writing documents, but I don't know that Han Qiushi, who has had a literary dream since she was born, led her thinking to another track without knowing.

Han Qiushi was confused, Xiang Chunzao beside him was not sober, and she was still entangled in Lan Ni's family affairs.

No, the more I think about it, the more I can't sit still, and when it's convenient, I'll have to ask Nizi what's going on. Also, you must remind her that she is too willful, and she must not be left to her nonsense this time.

It is not easy for the two of them to get to where they are today. What's more, now that there is a cute little prince, life is finally stable, but don't cause any trouble because of this unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

Maybe it was because she was sitting next to her, she could only see the side face clearly, thinking about the bad news brought by her niece, Xiang Chunzao, who was in a sluggish spirit, ignored Han Qiushi's emotional changes, and she was eating while thinking about her thoughts.

What's wrong with these two people? What are you thinking about when you run away for a while? Could it be that the two of them had an awkward quarrel during the time I went down to walk the dog?

But... But no matter how I measure it, I don't look like it, what's wrong? What's wrong? Could it be that my old woman is nervous?

Jiang Qiu, who was sitting opposite, looked at his son, and then at Xiang Chunzao beside him, put down his chopsticks, picked up a glass of water, and observed while drinking.