When Sun Simiao and He Yiting got up, they saw Twenty-four filial grandmothers playing with their son.

Feng Yuqin saw Sun Simiao and He Yiting, and rolled her eyes.

The whole thing is a posture of any of you.

Sun Simiao looked at her son:

Look, you deserve it!

"Mother, why are you here? Doesn't my dad need someone to take care of him? ”

Last time, I was fooled back by my daughter-in-law with a little girl from a art troupe, why did I figure it out so quickly?

"What? How old is your dad? Still have me alone to take care of? ”

Feng Yuqin's tone was full of gunpowder.

Sun Simiao didn't want to interject.

He Yiting had no choice but to continue:

"No, it's not that I'm afraid that you won't be able to live without my father!"

Feng Yuqin wanted to beat her son, but she couldn't.

He Siwu hugged his grandmother's arm:

"Grandma, Dabao is hungry!"

was successfully rescued by his son, and He Yiting gave his son a thumbs up.

Only He Siwu in this family is the treasure of his own mother.

No, Feng Yuqin heard that her eldest grandson was hungry, so she hurriedly went to cook.

Sun Simiao let out a breath:

"It's really not going anywhere 1"

He Yiting just smiled and didn't get involved in the topic.

"Dabao, where is your little uncle?"

Sun Simiao didn't see He Yixing, and asked curiously.

He Si or Wu did not raise his head and said:

"I was scared away, I said that I was looking for a male daughter-in-law for my grandmother and coming back!"

This is really what He Yixing would say, it's just too much, don't want it.

"He Yixing doesn't really like men, right?"

Sun Simiao is a little unsure, this little uncle of his own family, no one can control it.

He Yiting didn't believe it, it would be fine if he really liked men.

I'm afraid that kid can't let it go, so he can only take it out like this as a shield.

Diaphragm should not?

Diaphragm!

But can you tell the truth?

No, you can't!

What is this?

He Yiting had no choice but to hold his son:

"Let's go out for a walk, let your mother and grandma be at home!"

When you hear that you stay with your mother-in-law?

Sun Simiao didn't do it, and also followed the two of them out.

Isn't being with your mother-in-law just getting along with yourself?

Sun Simiao is not stupid.

A family of three is a high-value existence, and this going out for a walk is naturally very noticeable.

As soon as I got out of the alley, I saw a lot of people looking over.

"Hey!"

He Siwu sighed.

Sun Simiao was curious, what happened to her son?

"What are you sighing for?"

He Siwu said very seriously:

"Mom, your son is so good-looking, so many people like it, how many daughters-in-law will you have in the future!"

Sun Simiao's black line came out, this is definitely not his son.

Someone crossed over, right?

"Say, what plane are you from? Did you take away my son? ”

It's smart and scary, isn't it?

He Siwu bared his teeth at Sun Simiao:

"Mom, you can't even recognize your son, you're too unqualified!"

The two of them come here from time to time, and He Yiting is used to it.

Mother and son who don't have such a drama spirit, why do they love acting so much?

Addicted, isn't it?

"You two are almost done, are we eating out? Or do you want to go back and eat what my mother made? ”

Sun Simiao chose to eat out very wisely.

It's not that she has an opinion about Feng Yuqin, but she knows very well that her mother-in-law's breakfast is only her son's, not hers.

For fear that she would have an opinion, she didn't even have He Yiting's.

Therefore, Feng Yuqin only serves the eldest grandson, not including the daughter-in-law.

"What are we going to eat this morning?"

Sun Simiao saw a lot of snack bars popping up again, which was a very difficult choice.

"Pancake fruit with salty mush!"

This match, Sun Simiao likes.

It is said that this is really Sun Simiao's favorite breakfast.

Kyoto's salty mush is boiled with vegetables, which is not the same as boiling soy milk.

Of course, Sun Simiao also likes white porridge, and it becomes it with salted beans.

It's a pity that there is no white porridge here.

The white porridge mentioned here is not white rice porridge, but boiled with boiled bean juice, added batter, and then stirred little by little, and finally boiled into a viscous paste.

Sprinkle chopped vegetable foam on top, add soaked vermicelli and salty sauce, and sprinkle with salted beans.

If you like it, add spicy oil on it, and if you don't like it, you can use the leek flower sauce to enhance the freshness.

Well, I really like this bite. Naturally, there are also those who don't like it.

After all, this one is a bit heavy-mouthed.

But Sun Simiao likes it.

Or a favorite breakfast for decades.

"I want to eat too?"

He Siwu saw that the white porridge smelled that smell, and he was greedy.

Sun Simiao said very realistically:

"Dreaming!"

No matter how powerful his intelligence is, he is still a child.

The stomach and intestines are still a one-year-old child, just out of the control of milk powder, and now add complementary foods.

Even the flavor is very little.

That's why Sun Simiao won't risk giving food to the little guy.

I'm afraid that if I get sick, I'll be in trouble.

He Siwu pitifully wanted to cry at the bean juice in front of him.

Why?

Only grow intelligence, not a good body?

He also wants to eat so many good things, how can he bully children like this?

It's not fair.

It's not here that is unfair, but what Sun Simiao and He Yiting take for granted.

I don't know if I thought these two were a pair of fake parents.

I don't eat it by myself and let the child watch it.

The key is that this kid is still so good-looking.

"It's really ruthless! My hardness index has risen quite a bit! ”

After eating, Sun Simiao analyzed very seriously.

Completely ignore the tears that are about to burst out of my son.

Where is this a mother~!

The stepmother is better than her.

"Mom, you're bad!"

At this time, He Siwu only looked like a little child, and Sun Simiao was very satisfied.

That's right.

Children have to look like children, with an adult face all day long, who can stand it?

"Then let's go back, you go find the best grandma, right?"

Sun Simiao is not used to He Siwu.

It's not a girl, it's used to being a ghost.

Son!

Her heart could have been a little harder.

He Yiting can't stand it, how big is Dabao?

Stretched out his hand to pick up his son and held his daughter-in-law with one hand.

Where is this taking his son out for a walk, it's like leading his son out with his daughter.

Sun Simiao, this childish ghost!

"Dad, why do you fall in love with Mom? She's so bad-tempered! ”

He Siwu was very angry.

At this time, he no longer protects his own mother, but thinks of a way to bury his own mother.

He Yiting answered his son's question very seriously:

"Because your mother's grumpy look is cute!"

The shocked He Siwu was a little autistic.

What kind of strange parents did he put on the table?

How can you say that?

Let him, who is ready to be an obedient and cute big treasure, how can he continue?

Does he also have to learn about his mother's bad temper?

Cute anyway?

"Of course your bad temper won't be cute, it will only make me drop you faster!"

When his son wanted to try to lose his temper, He Yiting said very shamelessly.

It's a devil, isn't it?

How can it be so shameless?