Lu Zhilan questioned sharply, so frightened that the little man twitched in Mancang's arms.

This made Yu Mancang feel distressed, touched his son's little soft head, and said, "You be quiet, don't be so fierce to your son." ”

Lu Zhilan glared at him, "Okay, then I won't murder my son, I will murder you!" ”

At this time, Yu Mancang was also a little scared.

He is not afraid of the sky, he is not afraid of the earth, he is afraid of the leaders of his family.

He asked his son, "Little one, although your mother is a little fierce, but she is also worried about you, how can you take advantage of the adult's inattention and run to the kitchen to play with fire?" ”

The little man Yu Haiyang sniffled and said, "I'm not playing with fire. ”

Yu Mancang, "You can't play cooking and cooking." ”

"I'm not playing." Yu Haiyang called his grandmother's house, and his speech was really getting sharper and sharper day by day, but when he was in a hurry, he would still pop up some unintelligible pronunciations, "Mom and Dad are tired, they don't rest, I am in pain, cook and eat, praise the baby, the baby can do it!" ”

After listening to it, Yu Mancang organized the language a little and understood......

His son meant.

Mom and Dad are so tired.

I have to get up early and stay late every day, and I never rest.

Not a day off!

Parents work so hard, how can a son not feel distressed?

He was distressed!

So, I want to cook for my parents.

He wants to be filial to his parents, not to play!

As long as his parents eat a hot meal, he is happy, and he doesn't think about it so much.

His little head imagined that his parents had eaten the food he cooked.

will praise him, will touch his little head, will say that he is a good boy, will say that he is so well-behaved......

In this way, he is content.

As long as this is the case, a villain like him is so happy!

Yu Mancang and Lu Zhilan realized that their eyes were moist.

When I looked at it, I found that my son's fingers seemed to be burned, although they were not blistered, they were very red, and his small hands were black, and there were black gray marks on his face.

Both of them can imagine a scene.

Their three-year-old son squatted on the fire, and worked hard to make it light.

When the fire started, his whole body was dirty and his fingers were burned.

Although it hurt, when I thought that my parents would eat the food I cooked, instead of crying because of the pain, I smiled happily.

He had little strength, and it was not easy for him to move the stool over, and when he stood on the stool, he could only grab the big spoon with difficulty with two hands, and his two short legs were trembling with exhaustion.

I am trembling.

Thinking of this picture, Yu Mancang's hearts trembled!

With such a good son, they are really a blessing from the previous life!

I really don't know how such a young child can do this!

It's incredible, and it's impressive!

Although Yu Mancang wanted to be reasonable, it was more difficult for the man's feelings to be vented through words, so he hugged his son and kissed his son's head.

"Even if you don't do this, you're the best boy you can be."

Lu Zhilan cried sadly and happily, kissed her son's head fiercely, and cried and said, "You are the best baby." ”

The two of them just kissed their son's head, you kissed it, and I kissed it.

kissed and kissed, and the two hugged each other and kissed each other.

After kissing, they were stunned and laughed.

The little man, who had stopped crying, stood on his father's lap, hugged his mother and kissed his face, and then hugged his father and kissed him......

Well, it smells so good!

It's more delicious than anything else!

The two of them have long been happy!