Gong Jiawen stayed leisurely in Sioux City for a few days, visited the places they went to before, and of course they didn't miss the restaurant they thought about.

After passing by the hospital where Song Boyang worked several times, Gong Jiawen stopped, "Do you want to go in and have a look?" ”

Although some people left the hospital and some entered the hospital, there were always Song Boyang's former colleagues.

Song Boyang looked up, "Forget it, if you don't go, you've been away for a long time, so don't go." ”

"And what can you do when you get in." Song Boyang knew about his relationship with his former colleagues.

"My relationship with them is not very good."

"There has been no correspondence for so many years, and there is no need to correspond."

Song Boyang took the cart and walked home with Ping'an, "The winter in Sioux City is really a bit cold. ”

It's really been a long time in Yangcheng, and there is no way to adapt to the winter in Sioux City.

Gong Jiawen also felt cold, and hugged Song Boyang's arm, "Go back." ”

Song Boyang hummed, "Let's continue to eat hot pot at night?" ”

"Yes." The closer we are to the Spring Festival, many stores have already begun to take annual leave, and it can be said that there are not many stores that are still open.

Gong Jiawen and his wife can only cook and eat at home, for convenience, for the sake of hot food, it seems that they can only eat hot pot.

Suddenly it occurred to her that it seemed that she could eat barbecue on the balcony on the first floor.

"Let's eat barbecue, just set up a brazier, and then open two windows to ventilate, and it's a brazier and an oven."

Although the hot pot is good, no matter how good the food is, it can't stand the number of times I eat it, and I am a little tired of eating.

Eating barbecue, Song Boyang doesn't care, "Get some pear water?" ”

"Let's have a pear stewed white fungus."

"Xiao Ping'an can also drink some." There is already a peace of seven or eight years old, and now when you see an adult's mouth moving, you will open your mouth and see what you are eating.

has begun to slowly add complementary food to Ping'an, according to Gong Jiawen's words, it has begun to slowly show the instinct of a foodie.

Seeing them eating dinner, Ping An didn't know how to make a fuss, "Now I know that the milk is not very delicious." ”

Although I can eat milk, I really like the food that adults eat.

"Then if we eat meat." Song Boyang is very worried, what if he wants to eat barbecue in peace?

The child is still young, but he can't eat barbecue, and it is really easy to get angry.

"Then don't give her food, we can't eat anything, we have to take care of her."

"When we get old and our teeth are bad, will they take care of us?"

"Let's give Ping An a lesson today, don't think she's a child, we have to let her, that doesn't exist."

"Otherwise, let the little girl know that every time we cry one or two, we will follow her, and we will definitely do this often in the future."

Gong Jiawen has already discovered that Ping An already has a trend in this regard, and Song Boyang thinks that Gong Jiawen is thinking too much.

knows that for the father of the favorite girl, Ping An is right no matter what he does, and he doesn't bother to argue with him, everything is based on facts.

"After a while, you just watch, as long as she cries, you just don't hear it, don't care about her, you see what she will do."

Gong Jiawen repeatedly told Song Boyang that he must do what she said.

Song Boyang still thinks this is not good, "If Ping An keeps crying, will it be bad for his throat?"

Although the child cries for a day or two, it is good for the lung capacity, but it is not a matter to cry like this all the time, in case the throat is broken, it is really not a joke.

Listen to this, this has not yet begun, and this one is already reluctant.

Thanks to the dango, they are about to go to the beautiful country to make money and will not stay at home.

Otherwise, the father and son joined forces, Gong Jiawen really didn't think that even if she wanted to be a strict mother again, she could still educate her well.

"For more than half an hour, if she continues to cry, you can comfort one or two, and you can only comfort one or two, and you can't promise what you shouldn't promise."

Otherwise, it was really a vain attempt, Song Boyang looked at Gong Jiawen's imposing face, and he could only agree except to agree.

"Remember, otherwise, I really don't mind educating you well in front of your daughter." Gong Jiawen fisted Song Boyang Bibi.

Although the force value is not as powerful as his, it is also necessary to let him know that she is also a person with an attitude and a bottom line.

Looking at Gong Jiawen, who kept making fists at him, Song Boyang couldn't help laughing.

This made Gong Jiawen half angry, "Ah, what kind of attitude do you have, be serious." ”

"Really, I don't know if I'm talking to you very seriously?" I don't know if this will make me very faceless?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Song Boyang could feel that Gong Jiawen was really unhappy, and apologized very seriously.

"Forget it." Gong Jiawen suddenly felt a little uninteresting, "I'll go marinate the meat." ”

"You keep an eye on it." Song Boyang has been exercising in the past few days, and he can already skillfully light a fire in the fireplace, and just now he made the fire in the fireplace again.

The temperature in the living room slowly began to rise, and when the temperature rose again, she could remove the heavy clothes on Ping'an's body, allowing her to crawl around on the floor.

Gong Jiawen mops the floor at home twice a day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon, so that no matter how Ping An climbs on the ground, it will not be too dirty.

As for the fireplace, Ping An didn't dare to go there, not because there was something in the fireplace.

It's that the little guy knows that it's fire, and once his hands or body encounter fire, it will be really uncomfortable.

Song Boyang stared at her, just to prevent her from stuffing anything into her mouth when she saw anything, and the rest of the words, she was free to wander around.

As for bumping into something, as long as it doesn't break the blood, it's not a big problem, and if you make a mistake this time, the little guy will know next time you shouldn't touch something, and you won't make the same mistake.

Song Boyang was slightly distracted to look at Ping'an, but he would also pick up the information and glance at it from time to time.

Gong Jiawen began to process the meat, and the pickled meat should be pickled, although she didn't give Ping'an a barbecue, but it was impossible not to prepare anything for her.

No matter what, she is not the child's stepmother, and she can't really ignore everything.

Today, I simply made fish rice for Ping'an, and it just so happened that today's fish was really fresh.

For fruits, prepare some oranges and apples, and drink some white fungus pear soup, which is enough.

In the past few days, Gong Jiawen has been able to skillfully prepare food for Ping An.

When the meat was marinated and the rice was put in the rice cooker to start cooking, I walked to the sofa in front of the fireplace and sat down.

Ping An saw Gong Jiawen and happily rushed to her side, Gong Jiawen picked her up and sat on her lap, "Girl, are you having fun today?" ”

Although the temperature here is much lower than that of Yangcheng, looking at the appearance of peace, there is no injustice. A good response is as happy as you want to continue playing.

Ping An muttered excitedly to Gong Jiawen, saying alien words that only she could understand.

(End of chapter)