After the little girl finished speaking, as if Luo Hao didn't believe it, she began to count it seriously: "One...... Two...... Three ......"

At this time, Wang Yao, who was worried that Luo Hao had bad intentions and even wanted to sell his daughter secretly, quietly walked to the kitchen door.

When she saw the girl sitting on Luo Hao's lap in front of the earthen stove and counting carefully, she felt a little relieved.

Then, her gaze turned to Luo Hao, and when she saw the doting in his eyes, she rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

Wang Yao looked again and found that the doting in Luo Hao's eyes when he looked at his daughter did not disappear, and even had a gentle smile.

That smile, Wang Yao used to be fascinated by it, and when she saw it again at this moment, she couldn't help but feel a trance.

The next moment, Luo Hao seemed to have a sense and looked up at the kitchen door.

Looking at each other, Wang Yao hurriedly staggered his gaze like a frightened deer, and then left in a hurry, as if he was on the run.

"Alas......" Luo Hao couldn't help but sigh.

It seems that if you want to win your wife's heart again, you have to work hard.

However, he was not in a hurry, and he was willing to spend some thoughts, and the reason for sighing was because of the guilt in his heart.

"Baba, you don't seem to be happy?" The little girl stopped counting and asked with concern.

Luo Hao hugged the little girl tighter, shook his head and denied: "Dad is not unhappy. ”

"Baba liars." The little girl clasped her hands in front of her and said seriously: "If Ba Ba is not unhappy, why don't you laugh?" ”

Luo Hao was immediately amused by the little girl's words, and when he saw Luo Hao laughing, the little girl also laughed.

Accompanied by his own little padded jacket, half an hour passed quickly.

Luo Hao lifted the little girl from his lap to the ground, and then stood up.

"Baba, isn't the chicken soup good?" The little girl said expectantly.

Luo Hao replied: "It should be almost." ”

After speaking, he has to reach out and lift the lid of the pot.

The little girl looked over, and her big eyes were shining.

Luo Hao was startled, and hurriedly pulled the little girl aside, fortunately, the fire in the stove was not very strong, otherwise I am afraid that the clothes would be set on fire.

"Minmin!" Luo Hao's face was serious, and he wanted to tell his daughter some safety knowledge.

But I saw that the little girl was so frightened that she took two steps back, shrunk her body, mist appeared in her eyes, and her small mouth was flattened, and she was about to shed tears, looking helpless.

Luo Hao's expression couldn't hold back on the spot, so he hurriedly squatted down, hugged the little girl in his arms, and whispered: "Minmin, what you did just now was very dangerous, if you were too close to the fire, you would set your clothes on fire, and if you lifted the lid of the pot, if you get too close, you will also be scalded by steam." ”

"Baba, I'm ...... I know. The little girl said in a choked tone.

Luo Hao rubbed the little girl's head distressedly and comforted: "Dad didn't want to kill you just now, he just told you to stay away from danger, otherwise it will hurt you." ”

"Hmm." The little girl nodded, and the mist in her eyes dissipated.

Luo Hao smiled, got up and lifted the lid of the pot, and a burst of rich steam rose with it.

He took the lid of the pot and fanned it twice against the steam, then took the bowl and chopsticks, scooped out a spoonful of chicken broth, and used the chopsticks to pinch out a piece of chicken.

Seeing the girl staring at the bowl in her hand, Luo Hao not only played with her heart and deliberately moved the bowl back and forth, but the little girl's eyes also moved closely with the movement of the bowl, and the corners of her mouth were extra crystalline, and she looked cute.

Luo Hao put away the joking mentality, squatted down, wiped the "tears" from the corners of his daughter's mouth, held the bowl in his hand, handed over the chopsticks and said, "Minmin, are you familiar with it?" ”

"Okay!" The little girl readily agreed, immediately picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken, and put it in her mouth.

However, when he was about to put it in his mouth, he stopped moving, handed his muscles to Luo Hao's mouth, and said in a soft voice: "Eat Baba first." ”

Luo Hao's heart warmed, and he shook his head and said, "Dad, I'll eat it later, you taste it, if it's cooked, we'll start eating." ”

When the little girl heard this, she put the meat in her mouth, and although she was constantly being burned, she still nodded vigorously and said, "It's delicious."

"Taste the saltiness of the soup again." Luo Hao said.

The little girl obediently took a sip of soup, her eyes lit up and said, "It's delicious, Min Min has never drunk such a delicious soup!" ”

Luo Hao's praise of the little padded jacket made Luo Hao extremely satisfied, and said with a smile: "If you like to drink, Dad will often make it for you in the future, and now go and call Mom to eat together." ”

"Okay!" The little girl agreed, and the little short legs fluttered upside down and ran out of the kitchen.

Luo Hao took out the chicken soup and chicken, scooped out three bowls of rice from the pot on the side, and brought them to the table in the courtyard with a missing leg.

This table leg was broken by Luo Hao when he beat Wang Yao after drinking once, and it was used as a stack of bricks at this time to act as the broken leg.

At this moment, the little girl pulled Wang Yao and walked out of the hall.

Luo Hao hurriedly adjusted his mood and greeted with a smile: "Let's eat." ”

Walking closer, Wang Yao looked at the three bowls of white rice, as well as a large pot of chicken soup and chicken, and couldn't help but feel a touch of distress in his eyes.

In fact, she wanted to say that the old hen could lay eggs if she kept it, but she still didn't dare to open her mouth after all.

"Wang Yao, let's eat." Luo Hao said again.

He can understand his wife's feelings, after all, the prodigal son also needs a process to turn back, and if the change is too sudden, it will be difficult for people to accept it for a while.

However, Luo Hao couldn't afford to wait.

The wife and daughters are too short of nutrition, and if they drag it on, their bodies will collapse sooner or later, and they must be replenished in time.

Wang Yao was bold, walked to the dining table, raised his hand to pick out the two rice bowls with less rice, and from the two rice bowls, he allocated more than half of them to Luo Hao's rice bowl, and then, picking up the two rice bowls, squatting under the wall in the distance with his daughter.

Since three years ago, Luo Hao has not allowed her to eat with her daughter.

Every time he eats, Luo Hao eats first, and after he finishes eating, the mother and daughter can eat the rest.

Of course, in the vast majority of cases, there is often nothing left.

At most, all that's left is a little bit of vegetable soup.

Under the root of the wall, the little girl who was squatting on the ground whispered: "Ma Ma, Ba Ba said that the chicken soup is ......."

"Don't talk, eat!" Wang Yao's tone was aggravated, and he gave more than half of the bowl where he didn't have much rice left to his daughter, and only a little bit was left in his bowl.

She picks up a grain of rice with chopsticks, puts it in her mouth, and chews it slowly.

She hadn't eaten rice for a long time, and she had even forgotten what rice tasted like.

Luo Hao naturally knows the reason why his wife and daughter don't go to the table to eat.

After secretly scolding himself for being a bastard, he strode to the base of the wall and took away Wang Yao and his daughter's dishes and chopsticks.

Wang Yao was stunned, then showed a wry smile, and said secretly in his heart: "Sure enough!" ”

However, I heard Luo Hao say, "Minmin, bring your mother over for dinner." ”