When he heard about white radish and carrot, Ah Che didn't like to eat it, so he kept frowning when he heard it.

He Zao scratched his nose and laughed at him: "How old are you, you are still a picky eater, and your sons can't learn from you in the future."

Ah Che looked at him and pointed to the bowl of fresh fish soup on the table: "It's better to drink it with this stew."

He Zao pouted: "Let's eat it, I'm worried that it won't be clean for Xiao An to eat, and the child's stomach is very tender, but he can't have diarrhea." ”

Ah Che was a layman in this regard, so he stopped talking.

Baichuan is very meticulous in doing things, not only sending a freshly killed chicken, but also sending a cutting board and a kitchen knife, as well as a few handfuls of green cabbage leaves, green onions, coriander, etc.

He Zao glanced at him approvingly, and then he personally started to chop the chicken into chicken nuggets.

Ah Che took over himself, his movements were much faster than He Zao, and the chicken pieces cut into were all the same size, and He Zao put them all on the stove to boil.

Carrying the little guy to his lap, he fed him a few mouthfuls of rice soup to drink, and he only drank a few sips, and then leaned over and looked at the small stove over there.

He was used to his mother's family making him good food from the small stove.

Ah Che couldn't help but laugh: "He still knows this"

"That's, shrewd, this kid" looked up and saw Ah Che's eager to try, He Zao handed Xiao An to him: "You come and feed him."

Ah Che was a little in a hurry, although he also had to meet Xiaotuanzi every day, but there were nurses and girls, and every meal was served well, so he didn't have to worry about it at all. He just moved his mouth and asked.

Now let him ask in person, and he is a little worried.

"Just feed him the rice soup, don't feed him the fish soup and chicken soup on this table, it's not clean," He Zao advised.

Seeing that Ah Che was so nervous that he couldn't even hold the child, He Zao smiled and leaned over to help him put on the posture of the little guy.

Xiao An refused to cooperate, twisting and turning in his arms, and looked at He Zao from time to time, his cheeks were fleshy, as if he was begging her to hug.

He Zaoxiang patted his cheeks: "You stinky boy, you don't know your father when you come, you taught you in vain before" She complained: "Why won't you call your father?"

She has taught the little guy some simple titles, and her father and mother are the first to teach, but when the little guy sees Ah Che this time, no matter how she coaxes, he just refuses to scream.

Who knew that this time, as soon as He Zao's words fell, the little guy popped out a word with a crisp accent: "Dad"

His pronunciation of his father is actually more accurate than his mother's pronunciation, he used to call his mother, and it sounded like "grain", and his milk voice was milky, and his heart was half soft.

A surprise that he had never thought of again, after a pause, a burst of ecstasy welled up in his heart.

There are thousands of people in the family who are pampered and loved, and they still can't speak.

It was the first time he had heard a child call himself "Daddy".

After being excited, he suppressed his joy and whispered: "What did you just call me, call it again"

The little guy's big eyes glanced at him, then flattened his small mouth, and stretched out his hand to He Zao to hug: "Grain hug"

He Zao smiled, took the little guy from Ah Che's arms, and pointed at Ah Che: "Dad, call Dad"

The little guy has fingers in his mouth, big eyes blinking, the head is probably too heavy, look

He was tired after a few glances, slightly leaning on He Zao's shoulders, his fleshy little body, fleshy cheeks, and red lips, looking innocent and cute.

Ah Che's entire chest was soft, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to him: "Xiao An, call Dad, call Dad"

But the little guy still had his fingers in his mouth and refused to answer him. In the end, he simply turned his head, hid in He Zao's arms, and refused to come out again.

He Zao was helpless: "You are not hungry stinky boy, you are just disobedient"

She picked up the little guy's little hand, fragrant it for a while, and then handed it to Ah Che's arms again: "You take him to eat a little first." The rice noodle soup was good right away"

When the chicken soup was cooked, she picked out all the chicken, and the chicken soup was only two small bowls, grabbed a handful of rice noodles, and boiled for a while.

This rice noodle is fried and boiled, not on fire, the taste is particularly fragrant, and it is a nutritious meal for babies in later generations.

After boiling the vegetables for a while, I took them out again, and the vegetable soup had been soaked into the rice noodle soup, with a touch of green, sprinkled with salt and sesame oil, and it smelled fragrant and tasted very good.

The little one's nose is particularly smart and soon smells umami.

He poked his little head and put his feet on Ah Che's legs, looking hard.

Ah Che only succeeded in feeding him two mouthfuls of millet soup, but the latter refused to eat it again, and then stepped on He Zao's side again, and the little feet were particularly powerful.

Ah Che exclaimed: "This kid has strength, when he grows up, he is a good material for martial arts" He groaned for a while, and then nodded again: "When he is three years old, he will start squatting."

As soon as He Zao heard this, his eyes widened, and he came over with a bowl of rice noodle soup, and complained: "The child is still young, when he is six years old, let him go to class, Xiaotuanzi is the same, after the age of six, I have no opinion on whatever you ask."

Ah Che looked at her with a smile and didn't say anything, but the look in his eyes obviously meant that He had already been a "loving mother and a loser".

He had already pouted: "I don't care, anyway, I want to let the two children have a complete childhood, before the age of six, let them play to their heart's content"

In the previous life, she was very sympathetic to those children who were going to kindergarten at the age of three, and modern parents hoped that their sons would become dragons and their daughters would become phoenixes, resulting in almost no time for modern children to rest.

Ah Che also knows her character, and it is difficult to persuade her to come over what she is determined to do, so she will not persuade her, this is a long-term job

He just watched intently as she fed the little one.

Sure enough, Xiao An is the favorite to eat fish soup, and the little guy who refused to eat two bites of coaxing and persuasion in every way just now sat obediently in his mother's arms, opened his mouth and ate sweetly one bite after another.

Ah Che looked at it seriously, and suddenly found that the little guy used the strength to eat milk, his two little paws were clenched tightly, and his eyes were wide open.

He couldn't help but laugh.

He Zao handed the little one to him again and asked him to feed it.

Ah Che was still a little in a hurry, but the little guy kept looking at him, and he didn't bother whether he was holding him or his mother.

He scooped a small spoonful of thick soup and blew it like He Zao, because the blowing action was a little slow, and the little guy became impatient, so he simply grabbed his arm holding the spoon with both hands, and wanted to stand up. Ah Che was startled, and hurriedly put the bowl back and hugged him.

Seeing that the rice in his mouth was gone, the little guy pouted and looked at He Zao very aggrievedly.