Flesh.
Lin Qinghe couldn’t help shaking his head when he saw this. He felt a little funny. This is really a little greedy cat.
Although the mutton soup is not finished cooking, it does not hinder eating.
Lin Qinghe picked up a small bowl and scooped up a spoonful of milky white mutton soup, then put a small piece of pure meat and sprinkle some chopped green onion to the front of Momo peach.
"If you haven’t finished cooking, why don’t you eat some padding and wait for mom to come back and eat?"
Momo Tao smacked his eyes and stared at the broth, and he kept nodding like a small alarm clock.
Lin Qinghe has some nai.
"Come on, I’ll feed you" is still burning.
It is said that Momo Peach will be here in Linqinghe, and that is what Momo Peach was thinking before being tempted by mutton soup.
No one in their family followed her, let her stay here alone in Linqinghe, and let her eat here.
Because Qu’s family won’t come to dinner at noon, they will work directly in the ground.
Bits and bites of mutton soup Momo peach meditated again and felt something was wrong.
"What’s the matter? Bad taste? " Lin Qinghe asked
You can’t shake your head and think again. Another big mouthful of soup proves the taste of soup.
That’s much more delicious than her milk and her mother’s cooking.
"It’s good to knock on the level." The little guy is inarticulate and strongly recommends that "my little brother will go to the food group as a master."
In the eyes of three-year-old Momo Tao, the canteen is the best job, including food and wages, and there is meat at any time
That’s very thoughtful of the little guy.
"I’ll give my little brother a hand" to eat together
"Ha" Lin Qinghe didn’t expect her to have this idea. She couldn’t help laughing and rubbed her head.
"OK, I’ll cook and Momo peaches will help me wash the vegetables."
Momo’s peach face wrinkled when he heard the washing, but he finally nodded seriously when he thought of delicious food.
"washing"
Lin Qinghe was amused by her in a very good mood, and her eyes were like quenched starlight with a big smile, which was quite different at ordinary times.
After Momo peach was fed a few mouthfuls, the soup in the bowl was warm, so Lin Qinghe let her eat it herself and then went on to the stove to get ready to eat it.
Most of the cooking in their family is done by himself. First, his mother is not as good at cooking as he is. Second, he is more free.
After returning to the brigade, his mother worked as a teacher in the brigade, teaching children during the day and giving literacy classes to adults at night. She also went to the fields from time to time to get busy, and there was not much leisure time.
Even though it’s summer vacation now, she works in the evening classes and during the day, and sometimes helps everyone calculate some accounts, unlike her, who just stays at home.
Being young is one thing, and on the other hand,
He is allergic to sunlight.
￣□￣｜｜
If the sun shines for a long time, he will turn red and fall into a coma. It’s very melodramatic, but it can be added to his father …
If it’s not so, it’s not so fucking, and it’s even more worrying that others will say they are capitalist.
Lin Qinghe put the food on the table, and the thought of his father’s mood was not depressed.
Momo peach crooked crooked head just want to say something.
"I’m back, Ah and Momo Tao."
Xuanrao walked back with a backpack outside the courtyard.
In order to facilitate the work, her hair was braided and dished up, and a few strands of broken hair were loose. She wore gray clothes and walked with a pair of cloth shoes, showing her white ankles.
It’s just that ordinary clothes just add a gentle breath to her body. Maybe it’s her gentle appearance, or it’s her face with a gentle smile all the time.
"Mr. Xuan" Momo Tao is happy and makes people laugh more and more.
"Momo peach looks a little different today."
"eh?" Momo peach stare big eyes curled her head "have?
Maybe it’s because she’s a little crooked or her face is a flower again?
"Today is more beautiful than yesterday"
Xuanrao bent down and gently pulled her plait with a bit of girlish naughty.
"This braid is really good. Who will braid it for you?"
"Really?" Momo Tao happily pointed to one side, Lin Qinghe and "Little Brother made it up."
"Hey?" Xuanrao was somewhat surprised, but it was not very surprising to think that my son would be in a mess.
"Give me a funny one next time."
Lin Qinghe and some nai but nodded his head.
Xuanrao satisfied patted Momo peach head to put the backpack while muttering.
"When I grow up, I will raise my own kannika nimtragol."
"Niang" Lin Qinghe is ashamed
Xuanrao just shut up.
Momo’s little hand held Ba, and he didn’t feel anything about it.
Little wife, ah
There are many people in the brigade who want her to be a kannika nimtragol. Momo pulled a wrench and pointed out that there were countless little faces to correct.
But her sister said that these people are unreliable and can’t do it.
But, Momo, look at Lin Qinghe’s heart over there. If it’s a little brother, it’s not impossible. My little brother has a lot of delicious food.
In front of the food, Momo Tao did not hesitate to forget her sister’s words. That’s it. No integrity
But no, she’s a three-year-old baby. There’s no need to be so strict