Cheng Zhenzhu almost burst out laughing. This greedy little kid usually doesn't speak fluently, pointing and saying "oh oh ah ah". But when it comes to eating and playing, his one-year-seven-month-old mouth speaks more steadily than San Tiao, who is almost three years old. His vocabulary is so rich that he is afraid that others won't understand him.
Of course, his baby voice is still a little off sometimes, but his brothers can understand...
"Delicious, very delicious!" Little Tiger gobbled it up so fast that he almost swallowed his tongue. He didn't care about the six people staring at him and finished one in a few bites.
"Banghu, Guoguo?" Liu Tiao shouted again and scratched twice.
Cheng Xiaohu looked at Liu Tiao, feeling somewhat helpless. "Liu Tiao, I've already told you to call me Brother Xiaohu, not Brother Fat Tiger."
Liu Tiao blinked. No response. Fat Tiger Brother, calling him Fat Tiger Brother, that was right. Seeing that Fat Tiger Brother had no intention of giving him any food, Liu Tiao set his sights on the half-eaten burrito in his brother San Tiao's hand. "Sa Guo Guo, good seven?"
Seeing that Liu Tiao had changed his target, Xiao Huzi ignored him and continued to eat his pancake happily. He knew that Liu Tiao wanted to eat the one in his hand, but his auntie wouldn't let him...
Peng San Tiao took a small bite and asked seriously, "Ao Tiao, you bit it, is it not tasty?
Liu Tiao's little face was stunned for a moment. He thought that his brother San Tiao would ask him if he wanted to eat...
"Qi Kuai, the taste is gone~" Six black eyes were innocent, and he spread out his little hands.
"Mom, why don't you give Liu Tiao some more to eat?" Yi Tiao felt sorry for Liu Tiao seeing him drinking porridge alone.
Er Tiao felt that Roku Tiao was pitiful and a little funny.
The six eyes suddenly lit up like morning stars, and they blinked twice at his mother, the meaning of which was self-evident.
"You are still too young and have a weak stomach. You can't eat too much of these, otherwise you will easily get diarrhea. When you grow up, mom will make more delicious food for you, be good." Cheng Zhenzhu scooped a spoonful of porridge and fed it to the little guy.
"Be good, I'll give you a reward." Liu Tiao finished a mouthful of porridge, his eyes sparkling, and he pointed at the fragrant meat and pancakes on the table.
"Then mother will reward you with another bowl of porridge." Cheng Zhenzhu said.
This little guy even knows how to get a reward. But who can blame her for being a mother who rewards and punishes? If he behaves well, he'll get a reward.
"Ah~" Liu Tiaoer sighed softly and drank his porridge obediently, but his eyes would occasionally glance at the delicious food on the table.
Seeing that the little guy was drinking his porridge quite well, Cheng Zhenzhu decided to reward him with another one. "Liu Tiao, do you want a lettuce wrap or a pancake wrap?"
"biangbiang~" Liu Tiao laughed, and immediately opened his fingers, "I want this, this, and this~"
Got it. That's all I want. Cheng Zhenzhu took a little bit of each, wrapped it tightly in half a pancake, and fed it to the creamer-loving little one.
The food was halved again... Liu Tiao, used to it, didn't make a fuss, but waited happily for his mother to feed him. He took a bite of pancake, a mouthful of porridge, and swung his two short legs happily.
"I'm full~" San Tiao's appetite is much smaller than his brothers'. He felt full after eating two rolls, but seeing his brothers and mother eating with such relish, he couldn't help but eat another one.
Today, we had some fresh food. Cheng Zhenzhu didn't pay much attention to the little ones, letting them eat as they pleased. The last one wrapped four pieces of bread and four pieces of lettuce. The second one didn't like lettuce, so he used bread to wrap all of them, making six.
Little Tiger isn't picky about food. He wraps one dough bun and a nest of lettuce leaves. In the end, he wrapped five of each. Together with the ones he fed to Cheng Zhenzhu at the beginning, there are eleven in total...
After eating so much, the little tigers were all bloated and sat down on the sofa in a row...
Cheng Zhenzhu put the six pieces of food she had been playing with on the sofa, glanced at the fried meat and flatbread on the table, and suddenly felt that she could eat more. After a meal, she took in all the leftovers.
The row of little kids is amazing. Mom (Auntie) really knows how to eat!
Cheng Zhenzhu felt a little embarrassed. But she really enjoyed eating this high-calorie food. The pork was well-marinated, and it was especially fragrant when fried like this. It was a pity it had been a while since we'd eaten it, so it got a little cold. If she had a roasting pan, she could have eaten it while it was being fried, which would have been even more delicious.
But roasting is not difficult. The next day, Cheng Zhenzhu took a few little kids to the sea to pick up some fresh fish, shrimps and clams, and roasted them over a fire in the yard.
Fish and shrimp are everywhere, and outsiders don't envy them. They just admire Cheng Zhenzhu's good craftsmanship and willingness to spend time. With a few skewers, the small fish and shrimp are transformed into incredibly fragrant flavors.
Cheng Zhenzhu didn't just bring the children to eat. She also invited Daming's wife and Yumei's sister to come along. Suddenly, nine little children were crowded into the yard.
Because Daming and Yumei had brought their own ingredients, they ended up grilling quite a bit of food, which they couldn't finish in one sitting. Cheng Zhenzhu then took some food out of their bowls for them to take home.
Sun Daming and You Yumei both declined. The fish and shrimp were good for them, but the expensive oil and ingredients were not. And they had already eaten a lot...
Seeing the aunts pushing and shoving each other, San Tiao stood on tiptoe and reached out to help his mother. Then Liu Tiao reached out and pulled him back to the ground.
"Um?"
"Damn it, pot, bowl, mother." Liu Tiao grabbed his three brothers and gurgled softly.
The three round eyes blinked and told the brother, "Niao Tiao, bowl, mother, auntie will return it~"
Liu Tiao didn't understand and watched with a pout as the two aunts took away his mother's bowl.
Cheng Zhenzhu saw that Liu Tiao was pouting and shaking his head. There were three people standing next to him. They didn't run away, but were muttering to themselves. She couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"Wow~" Liu Tiao burst out with grievance when he was picked up. "Wan Wan, damn..."
Hahaha, so Liu Tiao was thinking about this. What a protective little fellow he is. "Don't worry, Aunt Yumei and the others will return the bowl later, and maybe even bring you something delicious. San Tiao, right?"
"Yes!" Sanjo answered cheerfully. He had been talking to Liujo for a long time, but Liujo refused to listen.
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