Chapter 11: Mommy, Not Auntie

"Mommy!"

"Daddy!"

When the two little ones saw them coming downstairs, they each called out in unison.

"Mommy, look, there's cake!" Cheng Qiuchi pointed to the cake on the table, he knew that yesterday was Mommy's birthday.

But grandma said that Uncle Chi was with Mommy and didn't let him bother, so he didn't even eat the cake.

When Cheng Qishi saw the cake on the table, she couldn't help but think of yesterday's scene, but she felt very dazzling, but she didn't show it.

This man is so scheming, she just wants to get out of here as soon as possible.

Lu Zecheng didn't catch the joy in Cheng Qishi's eyes, he was a little disappointed.

"Xiaoyu, sit on the stool next to you, and let Aunt Xiaoqi sit here." Lu Zecheng said to his daughter.

"It's Mommy, not Auntie!" Lu Yushi retorted cutely, and she jumped off and climbed onto the chair next to her.

Looking at the movement of the little short legs, Cheng Qishi's heart was budding again, and she reached out to help her tidy up her messy clothes.

Lu Zecheng sat on the main seat by himself, and with this arrangement, he could not only take care of his son, but also take care of Xiao Qi at the same time.

After all, it was the first meal my son had with him when he came home.

"Xiao Qi, make a wish!" Lu Zecheng lit the candle on the cake and looked at Cheng Qishi affectionately.

This is the first day of their family reunion, he wants everyone to remember today's day, and he also wants to use today's good day to make up for Xiao Qi's birthday again.

Yesterday, this girl cried so sadly, she must not have had a good birthday.

Cheng Qishi was stunned, she raised her eyes and glanced at Lu Zecheng, and then glanced at the cake in front of her.

The cake reads: Xiao Qi, happy birthday.

It turned out that this cake was prepared for her, but even so, she was not in the mood.

She lowered her eyes and shook her head, took a sip of water from her cup, put it down, and said in sign language: "I'm hungry, I want to eat." ”

Lu Zecheng stared at Cheng Qishi after making his movements, and for some reason, he moved his gaze to the son next to him.

"Mommy said she was hungry and wanted to eat." Cheng Qiuchi translated for Xiao Qi.

"Okay, then let's eat first, and then eat the cake when we're done, Aunt Wang, remove the cake first." He shouted at the location of the kitchen.

When the cake was taken down, the eyes of the two little ones stared straight at it, and they didn't stop until they moved their eyes to the kitchen.

"Daddy, today is Mommy's birthday, why didn't you tell me earlier, I didn't even prepare a gift for Mommy." Lu Yushi reacted and asked dissatisfiedly with a pout.

She called Xiaoqi Mommy very casually.

Lu Zecheng is very happy with his daughter's initiative, the little girl and the little seven when she was a child are simply carved out of the same mold, fast talking, and flexible in the head.

Cheng Qishi didn't say anything, she originally planned to be happy with the child.

It's just ———

Someone is not happy anymore.

"Xiaoyu, that's my mommy, not your mommy." Cheng Qiuchi looked unhappy, and stared at Lu Yushi opposite with cute and cold eyes.

"No, Aunt Xiaoqi is my mommy, she must be my mommy." Not to be outdone, she turned her head and asked Lu Zecheng, "Daddy, you say, is Aunt Xiaoqi my mommy?" ”

"No, it's not, Mr. Lu, tell your daughter, Mommy can't be called casually." Before Lu Zecheng could speak, Cheng Qiuchi retorted strongly.

The questioning of the two children made Lu Zecheng dumbfounded for a while.

With his daughter on one side and his son on the other, Lu Zecheng began to have a headache, and before he began to enjoy this kind of family fun, he began to decide right and wrong for the two little guys.

Although the son doesn't talk much, he is like a little adult, and he seems to know everything; The daughter is very stubborn, and what she believes never changes easily.

"Xiao Chi, my sister is still young, so you can let my sister go!" Cheng Qishi said to his son in sign language.

"Mommy, I can let her do everything else, but if she wants to rob Mommy, I naturally won't agree. If my name is Mr. Lu's father, this girl will definitely fight with me. Cheng Qiuchi disagreed.

Since he was a child, Mommy was obviously the only child with him, and suddenly a little sister came out halfway and grabbed Mommy from him, and he was naturally unhappy.

If it was really born to Mommy, of course he could accept it gladly, but the key was that she was not Mommy's child, so why should he share Mommy with her.

"Yes, I do, so you have Daddy and I have Mommy." Lu Yushi tilted his head and made a cute proposal, which made Lu Zecheng on the side overjoyed.

is really worthy of being his own daughter, the little head melon is the spirit, why didn't he think of it?

"Is that okay?" Cheng Qiuchi was dumbfounded, staring at Cheng Qishi in surprise and asking.

"Of course, I think Xiaoyu's proposal is great, Xiaochi, would you like to call me Daddy?" Lu Zecheng couldn't help but speak.

He was looking forward to this day too much, he dreamed that this kid would call him daddy, but he couldn't find a suitable opportunity to recognize him, originally he thought that he could only wait for Xiao Qi to remember the past before he could let his son recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors.

Who would have thought that her daughter could easily solve this problem with one sentence.

He likes his daughter's intelligence too much, which is exactly the same as Xiao Qi.

Lu Zecheng looked at Cheng Qiuchi expectantly, and excitedly stuck his heart in his throat.

"I'm ——— hungry, so let's eat first." After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Qiuchi pretended to be calm, said lightly, picked up chopsticks and put a piece of pork ribs in his mouth.

"It's okay, it's never too late to change your mind after eating." Lu Zecheng was slightly disappointed, this child's appearance and calmness were not what he had at his age.

I don't know who is following this.

"Come on, Xiao Qi, this is the sweet and sour short ribs you like to eat." Lu Zecheng didn't hear what he wanted to hear, and put his focus back on Cheng Qishi.

Cheng Qishi frowned slightly, he didn't like strangers to clip things for him, especially men who were attentive to him, so he had to pick up the ribs and put them in Xiaoyu's bowl.

"Thank you Mommy!" Xiaoyu said happily, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the ribs and sent them to her mouth, but she made the chopsticks very clumsy, and just when the ribs were about to be sent to her mouth, they fell on the table with a "snap".

She refused to give up, and used chopsticks to clip the ribs that had fallen on the table, but she couldn't pick them up again after several attempts.

The little cutie threw away the chopsticks angrily, grabbed the ribs on the table and was about to eat.

Cheng Qishi hurriedly stopped, took out a tissue to help the little cutie wipe off the sauce rubbing the corners of her mouth, and then wrapped the ribs that fell on the table with paper and put it next to her.

"You can eat it with your hands, but if you drop it, you can't eat it again, there will be bacteria." Cheng Qishi gestured with his hand and re-clamped a piece of Xiaoyu.

"Well, Mommy is the best, Daddy doesn't usually let me eat with my hands." The little cutie was coquettish with a milky voice, and seemed to be a little aggrieved and leaned into Cheng Qishi's arms.

Cheng Qishi smiled slightly, this little milk bag is so cute, it is much more interesting than the son of his own family, how can it be his daughter Lu Zecheng? She really couldn't connect this little cute baby with him.

But her son, at first glance, his temperament is quite similar to him, she really suspects that that son is Lu Zecheng's child, and this daughter ———

Maybe you were really held by mistake in the hospital?