When Ning Bao woke up in a daze, it was already more than 12 noon. She stretched out her hand, stretched her legs, and spun around on the bed, but there was nothing, it seemed that Mu Mu was not on the bed.

After lying down for a while, Ning Bao sat up slowly, his eyes still closed, and stretched out a small hand to touch his clothes. When he touched his clothes, he closed his eyes and put them on himself.

Hey, why can't you get it?

She was finally willing to open her eyes and look at it, it turned out to be sleeves, no wonder she couldn't wear them.

When I finally got dressed, my eyes closed again, and my head began to grow little by little, looking like I was going to fall asleep again in the next second.

Finally, when his head was lowered again, Ning Bao did not control his head in time and lifted his head up, and fell directly onto the quilt.

"Hmm~"

She twisted her body, pulled the quilt on herself, found a comfortable position, closed her eyes, and went to sleep again.

Zhao Di in the living room hesitated, not knowing whether to call Ning Bao and Mu Mu to get up for lunch. She slept last night, but she woke up too early in the morning, and she just had to come back to catch up on some sleep. But Ning Bao and Mu Mu didn't sleep all night, especially Mu Mu, who didn't sleep much in the car.

So is she going to make this lunch?

Don't look at the food cooked by Mu Mu, the whole family rushes to eat it, it is because Mu Mu makes it delicious. But in fact, Panpan they all eat special pet animal meals. If Ning Bao doesn't get up, then she doesn't need to make lunch.

Ning Bao in the room was about to sleep again, but his stomach suddenly gurgled. She had only eaten some compressed biscuits and mineral water last night, and she didn't eat breakfast today, and now she was hungry with her chest pressed against her back.

Ning Bao lay on his soft bed for a while, and finally hunger overcame the difficulty. She sat up from the bed again and reached out to touch her pants.

Finally closing her eyes and putting on her pants, she stretched out her hand again.

Hey, what about the socks? What about her socks?

Ning Bao slowly opened his eyes and began to rummage on the bed. But the movement of looking is also slow, like a sloth.

The still sleeping brain finally woke up and slowly turned around. Ning Bao suddenly felt blessed, poked out his little head to look at the ground, and sure enough, he found her socks on the ground.

Can I still wear socks that have fallen to the ground? Is she going to get another pair?

Ning Bao's eyes were glazed, her thinking was still slow, and she thought about a sock problem for a full five minutes. In the end, I was not happy to get another pair, so I picked up her little white socks from the ground and put them on my feet.

"Ha~"

Ning Bao stretched and yawned heavily. Putting his foot in his slippers, he planned to go to lunch before coming back to sleep.

As a result, as soon as he stood up, Ning Bao suddenly found that something was wrong, how strange were these pants to wear?

She glanced down, and it turned out that she had put her pants on backwards in a daze.

Ning Bao: ......

There was no way, Ning Bao could only reluctantly go to bed again, take off his pants and put them back on. After such a process, several minutes passed.

By the time Ning Bao finally overcame the sleepiness with difficulty, dressed himself, went to the bathroom to wash up and came to the living room, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon.

"Ning Bao, are you up, are you hungry? I'm going to make you lunch right now. ”

Zhao Di couldn't stay idle, and was cleaning in the living room, just so that she could also train the skills of the rag bird.

"Wipe."

The rag bird, who was practicing the only skill "wiping", yelled at Zhaodi and motioned for her to cook, he would practice his skills well.

Zhao Di nodded at the rag bird who was wiping the table, and tied her apron into the kitchen:

"What do you want to eat today? Do you still eat braised pork ribs? ”

Zhao Di asked Ning Bao while washing vegetables.

Ning Bao first secretly went to Mu Mu's study to take a look, and saw that Mu Mu was still sleeping, so he walked out lightly.

"Okay, eat braised pork ribs."

Ning Bao is basically not very picky about meat dishes, what to eat, but vegetables are more picky. For the sake of Ning Bao's health, when cooking meat dishes, whether it is Mu Mu, Pan Pan or Zhao Di, Ning Bao's advice will be sought. But when it came to cooking vegetables, everyone was unanimously silent. You have to eat whatever Ning Bao burns, and children can't be so picky eaters.

Ning Bao knew this herself, so even when she saw the broccoli and carrots she hated in Zhao Di's hand, she didn't say anything. It's just that the little brain is racing fast, thinking about how to eat less vegetables when eating later?

Because as long as Ning Bao is a share, Zhao Di does it quickly. The rice was cooked by Mu Mu before she went to bed, after all, she originally planned to get up after squinting for a while to make lunch for Ning Bao, but she didn't expect to fall asleep. The dish is even simpler, with a dish of braised pork, a scrambled egg with broccoli, and a pot of carrot and potato soup, and the lunch is done.

At the dinner table, Ning Bao couldn't wait to grab a piece of braised pork and devoured it in his mouth. She was so hungry that she ate the carrots and potatoes that Zhao Di had put in her bowl.

But broccoli ......

Ning Bao finished eating a bowl of rice, and his stomach was not so hungry. She added another bowl to herself, picking eggs from the broccoli scrambled eggs and eating them.

"Broccoli should be eaten too."

Zhao Di took a broccoli and put it in Ning Bao's bowl. Ning Bao reluctantly wrinkled his little face, arguing:

"It's normal for people to have things they don't like to eat, so there's no need to eat things you don't like."

"But Ning Bao, there are too many things you don't like to eat, you count, and there are only a few vegetables you are willing to eat. This can't be done, children are growing their bodies. ”

Zhao Di didn't want to force Ning Bao, but with so many vegetables, Ning Bao almost only ate cucumbers and potatoes, like yams, Ma Lan, celery, she didn't touch any of these things. Of course, she doesn't like broccoli or carrots either. Ning Bao, she didn't even want to eat cabbage.

How can this be done? She's only five years old now, and she's got a long body!

Under Zhaodi's rare and strict supervision, Ning Bao was aggrieved and reluctantly ate the broccoli in the bowl, but said that he was unwilling to eat it again.

Zhao Di had no choice but to watch as Ning Bao picked out all the eggs in the broccoli scrambled eggs and ate them, and then left a lonely pile of broccoli in the white porcelain plate. The same goes for potato and carrot soup. Except for a few carrots that she sandwiched into the bowl at first, everything else. The potatoes were all picked off, and the carrots were all left.

Only one plate of braised pork was the cleanest, and even the soup was used for bibimbap.

After Ning Bao finished eating, Zhao Di sighed while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, why is Ning Bao such a picky eater. That's not going to grow tall.

(End of chapter)