Jiang Ningning was originally a little worried about her son, but when she came out, she saw the little guy sitting among a group of uncles and aunts.
While being fed, he performed stand-up comedy to tarnish his teacher's reputation.
"You saw my teacher in the newspapers, he was very serious, right?"
Everyone nodded vigorously.
"Hey! That's because you haven't seen him in person. Guess what? He has a serious face and his eyes are as bright as torches. Based on the way you hold the gun, he can tell how many rings you can hit with just one glance..."
Jiang Ningning quickly stepped forward and put the little girl in her arms, interrupting him and asking, "Zizi, you ate so many snacks, have you thanked your uncle and aunt?"
Manman blinked her eyes and smiled, "I'm telling you! Mom, I left you a carrot cake, you can eat it."
The full name of this pancake is "Golden Coin Radish Pancake". It is made of thinly-fried dough rolled with shredded radish and dried shrimp stuffing and fried. The crust is fresh and fragrant, golden in color and shaped like a coin.
This is a home-cooked delicacy from Nantong.
Except for the radish cake, I left a portion of the other food for my mother and recommended them to her in the order she ate them.
Little Dumpling’s preference is always for his mother alone.
The female comrades at the scene were so moved by the cuteness of this caring little boy that they couldn't express how envious he was.
By the time the mother and son finished their breakfast, the heavy rain outside had stopped.
The sky gradually cleared up.
When the little girl in Jiang Ningning's arms heard that the old policeman was going to the countryside to investigate the crime scene, her eyes lit up surprisingly.
He tugged at the corner of his clothes and said, "Mom, if we don't find out the exact cause of Chief Ma's death, the villagers will be in panic and will definitely resist all activities of our Propaganda Department even more."
"No." Jiang Ningning refused coldly.
There is no room for negotiation.
The mountain road was muddy, and they definitely couldn't go back to the crime scene. Moreover, if it was homicide and the murderer was on the run, she would never let her son take any risks.
He sighed with disappointment and stayed in his arms obediently without making any noise.
Jiang Ningning touched his head and raised the corners of her lips: "Mom has made arrangements."
I looked up with full of surprise and began to look forward to it.
Spent the afternoon.
Yang Chaoying returned from the countryside in a disheveled state.
Rumors were rife in the Matouya Brigade, claiming that they were responsible for the death of Chief Ma, and the elders instigated the villagers to resist the propaganda campaign.
This time the elder learned his lesson and just threw feces at him.
As long as they have no bottom line, the county officials can do nothing to them.
After hearing this, Xiaotuanzi was stunned: "They like to live in the same place as grandma, could it be that grandma left this village?"
The little dumpling felt that he had discovered the truth, and he clapped his hands with all his strength.
"Mom, it's over!"
"Um?"
Jiang Ningning was completely confused and couldn't keep up with her son's wild imagination.
The little girl was so anxious that she was turning back and forth. "What if Daddy awakens the Ma family bloodline when he gets old?"
As soon as the words fell, a pair of military boots appeared in sight.
Manman looked up along the man's slender legs, and finally he raised his head high and saw the dark face of Heidan's father.
"dad!"
The little dumpling cried out in surprise and rushed forward.
Awkward?
It doesn't exist at all!
Huo Donglin subconsciously stretched out his hand and caught the baby steadily.
The little girl took the opportunity to put her arms around his neck.
Baji! He gave her a kiss.
Those big black eyes clearly said: Oh, now that I kissed you, you can't be angry anymore.
Huo Donglin: "..."
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