As soon as Tang Hongyan entered the door, she saw Tang Antong.

"Mom, welcome back, you came back so early today." Tang Antong said with a smile.

Tang Hongyan answered casually, and set her eyes on the living room.

Just now, he met Qian Xia, who was sitting on the sofa and was about to get up.

Tang Hongyan smiled.

Tang Antong on the side was trying to hold his mother's arm and be coquettish like before, but when he saw that the people around him didn't even change their shoes, he strode into the house and walked to Qian Xia's side.

She was even eager to walk.

"Do you like it here?" Tang Hongyan asked.

At this moment, Tang Hongyan is like an ordinary mother who buys clothes for her children, for fear that her children will not like her choice.

If you haven't seen the world, you'll be absolutely flattered, and immediately boast about this house, saying how beautiful it is, but—

Qian Xia is really not an ordinary person.

Even Tang Hongyan's words were in her ears, just asking: What do you think needs to be improved here?

Just about.

"Mommy, I don't think the piano should be placed in that position, and it will not have a good impact on the overall pattern." Qian Xia stretched out his hand and pointed and told the truth.

Tang Hongyan looked over and saw the crystal piano not far away.

Tang Hongyan: "Then where does Xia Xia think it's good?" ”

"Anywhere, but it can't be here, and it can't be the same upstairs." Qian Xia is very serious.

However, she said seriously, and these words sounded in Tang Antong's ears, provocative.

More partial——

"Okay, Mommy, I'll let someone move it out later." Tang Hongyan took a bite.

"Mom!!" Tang Antong next to him couldn't bear it.

When Tang Hongyan looked over, she frowned slightly.

Tang Antong's appearance is not bad, compared to Qian Xia, who is now more cute, she is more delicate, and it is precisely for this reason that Tang Hongyan did not doubt it at the beginning.

Now this frown is a bit of a distressing grievance.

"Mom, that's the crystal piano you bought for me, you used to say that the piano looks good there." Tang Antong whispered.

Tang Hongyan waved her hand, "Listening to Xia Xia say this, I don't think it's good to put it there, let's change places." ”

Tang Hongyan's tone was a little light, and Tang Antong, who had lived with her all the year round, immediately heard the irrefutable words.

Tang Antong gritted his teeth secretly.

At this moment, Aunt Zeng from the restaurant came over, "Chairman, it's time to eat." ”

......

The chef is only responsible for cooking, and the subsequent washing of dishes is not their job, so the task is completed and withdrawn.

Zeng Cai also went to the table to eat, and she came to work beside Tang Hongyan when Tang Antong was seven years old.

When Tang Hongyan was usually busy, Zeng Cai took Tang Antong with her.

Year after year, it has become familiar.

Because there are not many people, this round dining table is not big.

Tang Antong sat on Tang Hongyan's side as usual, and then watched Qian Xia sit on the other side, her eyes rolled, not knowing what she was thinking.

Four people dined, but there were a lot of dishes.

After taking a closer look-

"Mom, don't you like bitter melon?" Tang Antong was surprised.

Tang Hongyan smiled, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were gentle, "Xia Xia loves to eat." ”

After a pause, Tang Hongyan couldn't help but sigh, and her tone was very nostalgic, "It's really the same as her father, her father also loved to eat bitter gourd back then, and it doesn't matter if he eats it himself, he has to pull me to eat it together." ”

Tang Antong felt a little weird when he heard this, but he couldn't find out what was weird about this "weirdness" for a while.

Qian Xia didn't expect this stubble.

She likes to eat bitter gourd completely because her master brought it, just like she likes to eat barbecue.

There are several dishes on the table, all of which are specially made for Qian Xia.

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The first small dried fish

Ao~ By the way, the baby's monthly pass is also left.

The first order of the results on the shelves decides whether the wild song should be dried at the risk of baldness, and the duck is rushed!!

(End of chapter)