"Okay, let's eat it and see if it tastes good." Hengxi said, as if he had really made a Christmas roast chicken.

Ling Baolu's little pot friend took the sketchbook, took a hard bite, and chewed, "It's delicious, my brother is so amazing." ”

Hengxi smiled, his sister is really very cute.

The two brothers and sisters were playing in the mat for a long time, and Ning Yuanlan came over to greet them, "Xiaoxi, Baolu, come here, let's wash our hands and eat." ”

"Mommy, Mommy." Ling Baolu immediately stood up from the mat, still holding a sketchbook in her hand, on which was the Christmas roast chicken painted by Hengxi, she held the sketchbook in one hand, pointed to the roast chicken on it and said to Ning Yuanlan, "Mom, my brother said that the Christmas roast chicken is delicious, and Baolu has never eaten it?" I just took a bite of the Christmas roast chicken painted by my brother, and it tastes good, when will my mother roast a real Christmas roast chicken for Baolu? ”

Ning Yuanlan was stunned for a moment by her daughter's words, and then turned to the child and her father and said, "Look, Baolu has forgotten the taste of the Christmas roast chicken you made last time, Dad, you say, will we make it for them tomorrow." ”

"Tomorrow is a good memory?" Ling Mo was putting rice in his daughter's small bowl and asked rhetorically.

"Tomorrow on the nineth." Ling Baolu immediately raised his hand to answer, his little appearance was obedient and cute, "The day after tomorrow, the tenth is Baolu's birthday, Dad promised Baolu to bake a very beautiful cake for Baolu, and when Sister Velvet comes back, Brother Pei Lin will also come, so good." ”

"Then when Baolu celebrates his birthday the day after tomorrow, will Dad bake another Christmas roast chicken for Baolu?" Ling Mo smiled and placed her rice bowl in front of her children's high chair and said to her as she unbuttoned her apron.

"Okay, great, when it's my birthday, I can eat cake and roast chicken again." After that, he didn't forget to hug Hengxi who walked to her, "Brother, do you think it's great?" ”

"Okay, I haven't eaten Christmas roast chicken in a long time." Hengxi smiled happily.

"Then don't you wash your hands? Rubbing what? Ling Mo couldn't wait any longer, came over in person, hugged Ling Baolu, went directly to the kitchen, washed her hands under the faucet, and then waited for Ning Yuanlan and Hengxi to wash their hands cleanly, the family was seated, and Ling Baolu's little pot friend was placed in his dining chair and began to eat.

Ling Mo and Ning Yuanlan have cultivated her taste since they were children, so they have never taboo it, she can eat it sour and spicy.

After dinner, the family went out for a walk, then went home to watch TV for a while, and waited until nine o'clock in the evening to go upstairs to take a shower.

Since she had a daughter, Ling Mo was basically the last to wash, and after Ning Yuanlan bathed her daughter, the little girl didn't want to sleep with her little chuang tonight, but was noisy to sleep with her brother.

Ning Yuanlan looked at Ling Mo, "She probably doesn't want to share a room with any of us tonight." ”

"Then move her little chuang over." Ling Mo couldn't ask for it, after all, her daughter was older, although she wouldn't wake up in the middle of the night, and she had always slept well, but after all, sleeping in the same room with them, when they did something, they would always have to take care of something.

Now Ling Baolu's little pot friend is going to sleep with his brother, so it's best to dare to love.

Ling Mo immediately picked up her daughter's little child chuang and said to Ning Yuanlan, "You go to take a bath first, and I'll take her and her little chuang up." ”