A big bowl of chicken broth, and the stewed old hen in it is shiny with a moist light.

The chicken broth is fragrant and the chicken is fat.

There are two or three plates of stir-fried vegetables next to it, the green ones are fried with fungus, the purple ones are fried cabbage, and the red ones are scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

At this moment, Yun Duoduo's eyes were only staring at the big bowl containing the stewed chicken.

The pungent aroma hit him, and the little guy swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva uncontrollably.

She sat upright, put her hands on the table in an orderly manner, and endured it for a long time before she could barely take her eyes off the chicken legs.

"Poop."

The little guy shouted, and saw that the Yan Gui on the opposite side was as heavy as ice, his eyes were slightly closed, and his eyebrows were full of impatience, and he couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved.

Duoduo is hungry, why doesn't Dad eat and sleep.

She jumped off the stool, ran to Yangui's side, stretched out her hand and pulled his shirt: "Baba, it's time to eat, there are chicken legs." ”

The guests closest to their table were terrified.

I really want to run over and pick up the little group that doesn't know whether it's dead or alive and run out.

If you're the general's daughter, it's fine, if you're not, don't touch the porcelain, be careful that your life is not guaranteed.

Duoduo didn't know that the person behind her was hinting to him wildly, and when she saw that her father ignored him, she tugged hard again.

"Baba, are you deaf?"

"Poof."

The onlookers hung their heads innocently, it wasn't me, it wasn't me.

And the boss who just squirted out a sip of tea was already dumbfounded, I, I, the general, you listen to my explanation, I didn't mean to laugh at you.

Yan Gui opened his eyes slightly, looking at the cute little guy like glutinous rice dumplings on his legs, and the violence in his eyes was slightly restricted.

"Why don't you eat it?"

"Baba hasn't eaten yet, and Duoduo can't eat it."

As the little guy spoke, he couldn't help but stretch out his little tongue and lick his lips, and Yangui could hear her little belly gurgling.

"Let's go back to your place and eat."

Yan Gui first put a piece of small green vegetables in the bowl and glanced at the little guy on his legs.

What's the matter, do you want Lao Tzu to feed you?

When he heard that it was time to eat, the little one cheered, and Knock Knock ran back again, and climbed into the chair with great difficulty.

"Daddy eats, Duoduo eats."

She first scooped a small half bowl of chicken soup with a spoon, blew it, and gently pushed it to the opposite side: "Baba, you drink the soup." ”

Yan Gui looked at the soup bowl in front of him expressionlessly, a small bowl, and inside was fragrant chicken soup.

Not enough for him.

But why did he take it, and the ghost sent him to take a spoon and take a sip?

Seeing that Yangui drank the chicken soup she handed over, Yun Duoduo's face smiled.

It's good that Dad can eat meat when he drinks soup.

Looking at the big chicken leg on the table, she hesitated for a moment, but decided to pat her father's ass first.

After all, there are two chicken legs, and Dad only has one for the time being.

"Baba, eat meat."

The little guy stood on tiptoe, stepped on the chair, and put a large chicken leg in the soup bowl in front of Yangui.

Chicken legs are important, but hugging your dad's thighs is even more important.

In order to have more chicken legs in the future, Duoduo made a major sacrifice this time, and even contributed his favorite chicken legs.

Yan Gui looked at the little hands that she had just grabbed the chicken legs, and the corners of her mouth twitched, could he not eat it?

"Baba, don't you like to eat chicken legs?"

Yun Duoduo looked at the chicken leg in front of Yan Gui with blank eyes, it was her chicken leg.

If it weren't for the thighs of the person in front of her, she would be reluctant.

"Well, I don't like it."

Yangui pushed the bowl to Yun Duoduo: "You can eat." ”

Don't think he didn't see the reluctance in the little guy's eyes.

"Okay, thank you."

The little one smiled happily and squinted his eyes, lay down on the table, scooped up the chicken leg again, sat back in the chair, dangled his feet, and took a big bite.

It's so fragrant, it's a delicious big chicken thigh.

Dad is so good, knowing that Duoduo likes to eat chicken legs, he is reluctant to eat them, so he saves such a good chicken leg for Duoduo.

Dad is really a good father, Duoduo will be filial to his father in the future and be a good goose.

She ate so well that the little white dog under the table was so anxious that she didn't call me when she ate chicken.

Master, you've gone bad.

I don't have my little crow in my heart.

I'm not your little cutie anymore.

Seeing that the little master was eating chicken legs and eating chicken, he was very busy, and the little crow was really anxious, so he raised his paws to scratch Yun Duoduo's pants.

If you ignore me, you're going to lose my cutie.

Before its claws could scratch the legs of the clouds, the goose swept its eyes and kicked the little crow out from under the table.

"Roar ......"

The little crow rolled on the ground several times, and one of its harriers turned and stood up, grinning at the goose and roaring in a low voice. The white hair on his body has exploded, and his small body seems to have grown a little.

When the goose returned and wanted to take a closer look, he saw a greasy little hand pressed on the white fur of the little white dog.

"Ahh

Yun Duoduo was dumbfounded, she was so excited to eat meat that she forgot about the little crow.

"Little crow, don't be cruel to Dad, I'll give you meat."

She patted the little crow's head comfortingly, tore the chicken butt off, and bent down to hand it to the little crow's nose.

The little crow snorted dissatisfiedly, and the dog's eyes quickly glanced at the goose, and when he saw that he didn't react, he reluctantly bit the chicken butt handed over by the little master.

Woowoo......

Little master, I was kicked by the bad guys, and you didn't help me take revenge, and you didn't allow me to take revenge.

Coming over with steaming dumplings, the guy saw the puppy curled up at the little girl's feet in a daze at the chicken buttocks, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Their restaurant has never allowed cats, dogs, and other things to enter and exit casually, but it is General Yan's dog, which is naturally different.

Not only did he not dare to drive out, but he also deliberately washed a clean plate and put it on the ground, and arranged a special seat for the puppy.

A table of dishes, the wild goose returned to the little guy's diligent dishes from time to time.

The little guy burped loudly, raised his greasy little mouth, and looked at Yangui: "Baba, full." ”

"If you want to say I'm full, it's not that my dad is full."

Yangui stretched out a finger and pushed her little head back, a mouthful of oil, away from me.

The little guy stretched out his greasy little paws, grabbed the fingers on his forehead, and asked suspiciously, "Duoduo is full, isn't Dad full?" ”

"It's full."

Yangui withdrew his fingers in disgust and shook his hand.

This little guy is fun, cute is cute, but greasy, dirty, and a little unwanted.

The guy waiting on the side hurriedly handed over the towel with new hot water, and Yan Gui consciously took the hot towel, pressed his little head and rubbed it.

After rubbing your head and rubbing your hands.

This time, though, he moved a lot lighter.

And also carefully avoided the little guy's head, a big bag that had gradually become red and swollen.