"Huh, can I listen to it too?" After Su Mu's mother heard this, she quickly put down her chopsticks, sat and looked at Su Xiaoli and said, "Then you can read it." ”

Su Mu glanced at his mother, hesitated for a moment, put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, turned his head, and looked like he was listening.

Su Xiaoli looked at the two of them with some embarrassment, and said with a red face: "Oh, you don't want to be like this, you just ...... Just eat normally, I'm embarrassed to read it when you keep staring at me like this. ”

"Okay, good ......" Su Mu's mother couldn't help laughing when she heard Su Xiaoli's words: "We don't look at you, we don't look at you." ”

As she spoke, she picked up the chopsticks, picked up the rice bowl, and then motioned with her eyes to Su Mu to hurry up and eat.

Su Mu glanced at Su Xiaoli a little helplessly, reached out to pick up the chopsticks, and took a piece of rice and put it into his mouth.

"Ahem." Su Xiaoli cleared his throat, opened the piece of paper in his hand, and began to read in a crisp and vivid voice:

"Brother,

Your face is big and round,

It's like a plate for vegetables;

Your eyes are black and white,

Just like a cute panda;

Your mouth is red and swollen,

Like a sausage in bread;

Ah, brother!

I like you the most!!

It's like my favorite braised pork!! ”

"Poof-" With a sound, the mouthful of white rice that Su Mu had just stuffed into his mouth was all sprayed on the mother sitting opposite him.

“……”

Su Mu's mother froze, then glanced at her son with disgust, reached out and pulled a napkin, and began to wipe the rice grains that sprayed on her.

"Ahem, ahem...... Mother...... I'm sorry......" Su Mu coughed as he quickly pulled a napkin, stood up, and wiped the rice for her mother.

Su Xiaoli looked at the scene in front of him a little confused, opened his mouth, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, why did you spray all the rice on your mother??" ”

“……”

Nonsense, it's not because of you!

Su Mu took a deep breath, showed an embarrassed but polite smile towards Su Xiaoli, and then smiled curtly: "Brother, hmm...... I choked on the meal just now. ”

"Oh." Su Xiaoli nodded, sensibly pulled a napkin and handed it to his mother, "Mom, you still have a piece of rice in your hair." ”

"......" Su Mu's mother glared at her son vigorously again, reached out and took the napkin handed over by Su Xiaoli, and wiped it silently.

After a moment of silence, Su Xiaoli tilted his head to look at Su Mu and asked, "Brother, is the love letter I wrote okay?" ”

……

Su Mu was silent for two seconds, and then said to Su Xiaoli: "You...... Are you praising me or hurting me? ”

"Of course it's a compliment on you!" Su Xiaoli looked at Su Mu very seriously and said, "Don't you like it, brother?" ”

"Like ......" Su Mu held back for a long time, and finally held back these two words.

"Really!?" Su Xiaoli's fair and pink little face suddenly blossomed, she turned her head and asked her mother, "Mom, what do you think of what I wrote?" ”

"It's good, it's good......" Su Mu's mother said to Su Xiaoli with a clear conscience: "The language is simple and unpretentious, the feelings are sincere and moving, there is no flowery rhetoric, but it can touch the heart!" ”