Chapter 125: A Little Storm of Learning to Speak
The researchers of the scientific research institute quickly analyzed all the components of the black snow and gave specific precautions, so the base used a radio to tell everyone how to deal with the black snow, which is nothing more than some advice such as not being too exposed to the snow and not letting the skin come into contact with the black snow.
However, since it is snowing, when the weather is warm, the black snow will turn into water and seep into the soil, which is not conducive to the survival of human beings, and will definitely affect the growth of crops in the future, so the most important work of the institute this winter is to research something that can neutralize these black snow.
However, these things are supposed to be done by researchers, and they have nothing to do with Wen Luming, of course, if she can help, she will be happy.
At this time, her most important job is to take care of the little fat man and teach him to walk. But after all, it's winter, and although the little fat man also has a little ability, he is still too small and needs to wear a lot of clothes to keep warm, so it is difficult for the little fat man wrapped in a ball to learn to walk.
However, what surprised Wen Luming very much was that although it was not easy for the little fat man to learn to walk because of how much he dressed, he couldn't get in the way of talking.
It was the time of eating, Mrs. Wang was holding a bowl to feed the little guy to eat rice cereal, probably because she heard Mrs. Wang say "eat", said too much, in the case that everyone did not pay attention, he actually imitated Mrs. Wang, and said the word "eat" in a milky voice, and the whole family was stunned at that time.
And the little fat man, he didn't know what a surprise it was to say the first word, he was staring at the bowl in his grandmother's hand at that time, stretching out his little fat paws, pointing to the small bowl, and his mouth was still clicking on the rice paste that had just been eaten, and he was about to urge his grandmother not to forget to feed him "eat".
As soon as Mrs. Wang realized that the little fat man was talking, she excitedly put the bowl on the table, hugged the round little fat man into her arms, and looked at the little fat man with joy: "Baby, did you just speak?!" ”
Mrs. Wang hugged the little fat man and kissed him wildly, and then said with her eyes shining brightly: "Baby, come and call 'grandma'!" Call 'Grandma' and I'll give it to you!" After speaking, he slowly opened his mouth and pronounced the word 'grandma' as a demonstration.
The little fat man stared curiously at Mrs. Wang's mouth with big moist eyes, and screamed ahh
Mrs. Wang was not discouraged, and insisted on him learning to call "grandma" over and over again.
"Hah! Eat! Eat! The little fat man couldn't hold back the word "grandma" for a long time, but he stubbornly said "eat", which made the family laugh non-stop.
Mrs. Wang pinched his fleshy little face, pretended to be sad and lost, and said: "The little baby really hurts grandma's heart, in the little baby's heart, grandma can't compare to food?" ”
"Eat! Eat! The little fat man only heard the word "eat" in Mrs. Wang's last sentence, so he clapped his little hands and shouted the word "eat" with a grin.
"Haha! It seems that the little guy is really a foodie! Even the first word I learned to say was 'eat'! Wang Wence didn't give the little fat man noodles at all, and laughed and pointed out the little guy's foodie attributes. He took the opportunity to move to the little fat man, picked up the small bowl with rice paste on the table, scooped out a spoonful of misery, handed it to the little fat man, and coaxed him to say: "If you call 'uncle', I will give it to you, and if you don't call it, you won't give it!" ”
The little fat man's eyes immediately fixed on the spoon, Wang Wence deliberately moved the spoon back, and the little family immediately chased the spoon with a small petal-like mouth, which looked very funny.
Wang Wence moved the little spoon left and right, just to prevent the little fat man's mouth from touching, and the little fat man was annoyed when he chased after him, and protested ahh Uncle! ”
Who is more persistent? Is it because Wang Wence can't resist the pleading of his little nephew and relents and feeds him the rice cereal, or will the little fat man, a snack seller, can't resist the temptation of the rice cereal and calls out the word uncle?
The result, of course, was that the little fat man with too weak willpower lost in front of the food, and when he saw that he had not eaten the food he had been thinking about for a long time, the uncle seemed to be unable to compromise if he did not hear his call, so he wisely admitted defeat to the person who had his rations.
The little fat man couldn't resist Wang Wence's brainwashing policy over and over again, and finally called out the word "Bobo", although it was not the authentic word "uncle", but it sounded about the same, so Wang Wence finally became kind and fed the confusion into the little fat man's mouth.
As soon as he wanted to continue to lure his little nephew to call his uncle a few more times, his mother snatched the rice cereal and the small spoon, and was given a blank look: "Stay by yourself!" Tease your little nephew like this, the rice cereal is cold, how can you be an uncle?! ”
Wang Wence touched his nose and sat back in his original position silently, but when he thought that the little guy had successfully called out his uncle, he became triumphant again, and glanced at his younger brother who was paralyzed: "Haha, the little nephew will be called uncle, but the father won't be called yet, right?" ”
Wang Wenyu looked at his cheeky eldest brother expressionlessly: "What if you call Uncle again?" He won't be your son! ”
Wang Wence was so choked by what he said that he had nothing to say, so he could only turn around and go to see the little fat man eating again.
"Come, call grandma--call grandma to eat-" This time it was Mrs. Wang who lured the little fat man with rice paste.
“……”
Wang Wence looked at Mrs. Wang speechlessly, "only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps".
The little fat man was coerced by two adults with food, and he couldn't eat his rations for a long time, and finally "wow", he cried aggrievedly, and kept struggling sadly, and tears the size of beans fell from his eyes.
The head of the family, seeing his precious grandson crying so sadly, felt uncomfortable himself, and looked at his wife and eldest son angrily: "Look at the good things you have done! You have to make the children cry! Is there a little bit of what it looks like to be an elder anymore? If you want to teach him to speak, when to say no? It had to be while he was eating! ”
The base chief glared at Wang Wence, and then hugged the crying little fat man from Mrs. Wang's arms, who was at a loss because she cried the little baby, and fed the little guy with rice cereal, and kept comforting him: "Good baby, don't cry, grandpa feeds you, they are all big villains, don't play with them in the future, grandpa is the most precious you!" ”
When the little fat man saw that he could finally eat rice cereal, he stopped crying at once, but the bean-sized teardrops on his eyelashes were still hanging, and the little pitiful appearance made the base chief feel very distressed, and he couldn't wait to give him whatever he wanted, and he couldn't see him being wronged anymore. (To be continued.) )