After tasting a few pieces of spicy beef, Du Zeming felt that he could completely hold the dishes on the table, although the process was very difficult, and he had to stuff a large mouthful of rice while eating the meat, Du Zeming finally felt that he could keep up with Lin Qingrou's rhythm, and she estimated that she would not be able to use this method to fix him in the future.

Seeing that Du Zeming didn't have anything to do at all, Lin Qingrou was puzzled and stuffed a piece of spicy beef into her mouth, no, this meat is quite spicy, she cooked it according to her taste tonight, why did Du Zeming have nothing to do, it's really strange.

Lin Qingrou stuffed a mouthful of rice angrily, a little dissatisfied with the effect tonight. It's not that he can't eat spicy food, how can he eat it again now, and when did he practice it? She looked at the dishes in front of her with round eyes, thinking about what method to use to rectify Du Zeming next time.

"Ahh Du Lin's cry woke up Lin Qingrou, who was seriously thinking about "life events", as soon as she raised her head, she saw Du Lin chopping rice violently, and her whole little face was spicy and red, Lin Qingrou's heart suddenly pinched, and she regretted that she didn't explain to Du Zeming just now, and now her son is spicy.

Lin Qingrou hurriedly got up and poured a cup of cold white water, brought it to Du Lin and handed it to him, watching him drink it slowly, her eyes were a little red, and she was uncomfortable looking at Du Lin's uncomfortable appearance, "Linlin, are you still spicy now?" Do you want your mother to take you to the clinic to get some medicine? ”

After eating a lot of food and drinking a lot of water, Du Lin managed to get full. He burped with a beef flavor, touched his bulging little belly, and touched Lin Qingrou's hair to comfort her: "Mom, don't worry about Linlin, Linlin is fine." Linlin just saw that you were all eating that red meat, and you didn't eat Linlin's this, and Linlin also wanted to taste it, so he went to grab a piece. ”

Seeing that Du Lin's little kid was finally fine, Du Zeming also followed Lin Qingrou and breathed a sigh of relief, although Du Lin spit out the spicy beef in time, but looking at his red face just now, it was really worrying, fortunately, Du Lin was fine now, otherwise he would really have to arrange for the director of pediatrics to take a look at Du Lin.

"Linlin, it's all my mother's fault, my mother didn't tell you that this meat can't be eaten, I hope you forgive your mother!" Lin Qingrou ran to the bathroom and brought a wet towel over, and carefully wiped his little face, hoping to relieve the heat on Du Lin's face in this way.

Du Lin spit out a cute little bubble, looked at his father and mother and grinned, directly snatched the wet towel in Lin Qingrou's hand and pasted it on his face, and said slowly: "Linlin will cover his face by himself, Mom, you go to eat, but Linlin just drank water and was full, and Linlin stopped eating." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Du Lin climb down the chair and go to the living room to watch TV.

There were only the two of them left at the table, looking at Lin Qingrou with an apologetic face, Du Zeming was a little distressed, and comforted her loudly: "Qingrou, don't blame yourself too much, Linlin is in the first grade, it doesn't matter if he touches something spicy, not to mention that he has already spit out the meat in time, it's not spicy or anything." ”

Lin Qingrou stretched out her hand to wipe the wetness from the corners of her eyes, her voice was muffled with a hint of unhappiness, and she took off her guard and said to Du Zeming: "I really did something wrong tonight, I shouldn't have made these spicy dishes, fortunately Linlin is fine, otherwise, otherwise I will not forgive myself, I am really not a competent mother." ”

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