The little girl watched her mother walk to the door and come back, like a little tail always tugging at the corner of her mother's skirt, as if she was afraid that she would run away, flashing a pair of big red eyes, and stopped talking.

After getting along for a few days, she knew that her mother was a master who didn't eat hard and soft and acted on her mood, and she wanted to recognize her mother so hard, but her mother didn't seem to take her seriously, and it was better to be well-behaved now.

After careful consideration, the little girl finally removed her little hand from the hem of her white and condensed skirt, looked like a child without a mother, and turned back to sit down on the bench.

Bai Qianning was thinking about this meal all over his head, and he didn't have time to care about the little girl, so he separated the sebum on the last piece of rabbit meat, put the rabbit meat aside, and the sebum went directly to the pot.

The reason why she did this is because she found that this family not only has no rice and no salt, but also no drop of oil, and the only way to remedy this pot of rabbit meat at the moment is to use the rabbit's own fat to refine oil, and then stir-fry rabbit meat with pickles, maybe it can have a little taste.

The firewood in ancient times was much more powerful than the modern induction cooker, and a lot of oil was refined in the pot in a moment of kung fu, Bai Qianning poured the pickles into the pot, stir-fried it twice with a big spoon, and then took advantage of the situation to put the rabbit meat into the pot. As soon as the sound of Zizi sounded, the smell of rabbit meat filled the room.

The little girl sat on a stool and sniffed the aroma of meat, and secretly swallowed her saliva, in the past, Aunt Chen's craftsmanship was considered to be the best, so she raised her such a round body, but now smelling the fragrance of rabbit meat made by her mother, she only felt that the gluttonous insects were about to hook out.

Bai Qianning put the rabbit meat into the bowl, turned his head and saw the little girl licking her lips, looking like she wanted to wear it, and she was inexplicably ashamed in her heart, she was a mother for the first time in her life, one was impatient and the other was inexperienced, and it was easy to leave the child behind if she was not careful, looking at the appearance of the little girl at the moment, Bai Qianning brought the rabbit meat to the table, and said softly: "Wait a while, I will heat up the steamed buns, and you can eat when the prince comes back." ”

"Mother~~" The little girl looked at the smile on Bai Qianning's face, and thought that she had seen it wrong, and her voice calling her mother was so low that she could barely hear it, was her mother smiling at her? After it was confirmed, the little girl also showed a relaxed and hearty smile on her face, a pair of big eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, and her fleshy little face also had a little more playful look, folding her two little arms on the table and staring at the rabbit meat in front of her and continuing to salivate.

On the other side, Bai Qianning brushed the pot again, poured a bowl of water into the pot, there was no cage drawer at home, she could only find a few chopsticks to stand in the pot, put the steamed buns on the chopsticks and steam them with fire.

After covering the pot, Bai Qianning turned around and sat opposite the little girl, planning to take advantage of Zhan Qianche's absence to have a friendly and harmonious mother-daughter discussion.

"You said you didn't have a name, I'll get you one." Bai Qianning opened the conversation with a smile.

Hearing this, the little girl took her eyes away from the rabbit meat in front of her, looked at her mother, her head was like pounding garlic, her mother actually wanted to name her, so wouldn't her mother want to give her a name? You'll have a name yourself in the future?

"Yes, mother." The little girl replied crisply, and her face was full of joy.

"What's that called? You are so round, white and tender, it is better to call it a small steamed bun. Bai Qianning said while inexplicably floating the advertising slogan of a certain brand in his mind, and after a while, he shook his head and said, "No, it's better to ...... It's okay to call the little bean dice. ”