She just drank almost a bowl and a half of mutton soup, and now she's clamoring for more meat...
"Son, are you sure you still want to eat meat?"
The little guy nodded immediately:
"want!"
Well, it seems that although my son is small in stature, his stomach is definitely not small.
"Wait."
Ye Wanying went to the kitchen, leaving only the father and son there.
Gao Dan clearly didn't want to pay much attention to his silly son next to him. He slowly sipped his soup, looking quite content.
The little guy secretly glanced at his dad and discovered that although his dad always seemed to have a way of making him unhappy, the way he drank soup was actually quite charming.
Anyway, it looks better than just sitting in a bowl and gulping down the drink.
I couldn't help but feel a little envious.
Gao Dan had immediately sensed his son's scrutinizing gaze, but he didn't show any outward reaction.
"Dad?"
Suddenly, the little guy spoke.
Gao Dan took a small sip of the soup in her bowl, glancing at the little figure in front of her:
"how?"
The little guy pouted his lips before speaking:
"Dad, do you not like it?"
"No!"
"Then why not drink it in big gulps?"
Gao Dan raised an eyebrow at the question, then stared at his son, who always had strange and unusual ideas, and said:
"Why must it be taken in large bites?" I asked rhetorically.
"If it tastes good, you'll eat it in big bites!" the little guy said matter-of-factly.
His father simply gave a nonchalant "oh":
"That's Pigsy, right? Oh, and you too."
Um?
Hearing his father compare him to Pigsy (from Journey to the West), the little guy was completely disgusted:
"Dad, Tuanzi is not the same as Zhu Bajie."
Waaah, Pigsy is so ugly and fat! Dumpling isn't that ugly at all. Is Daddy getting old and his eyesight is failing?
Gao Dan chuckled softly:
"Isn't that different? Didn't Pigsy eat the ginseng fruit just like you?"
The little guy really didn't want to admit it, but couldn't think of a response for the moment.
His little head was racing, and finally he looked up, his eyes fixed on his father:
"Dad, Tuanzi was born from Dad, and Zhu Bajie was born from a pig. They are very different!"
Pfft, so what the little man means is:
Dad, if you say that Tuanzi is the same as Zhu Bajie again, then you have to admit that you are a pig first!
Sure enough, the tricks of petty people always come up, one after another.
Gao Dan paused, seemingly surprised by his son's response.
Meanwhile, a certain dumpling is secretly enjoying itself.
Hmph, Daddy is too arrogant, always thinking he's so great.
Gao Dan looked at his son's excited expression, his lips twitched slightly, and in the end, he didn't say anything more and continued to drink the soup in his bowl.
In the eyes of a petty person, this appearance means that Dad has given in.
Ye Wanying brought over the freshly prepared dipping sauce, and this is the scene she saw between the father and son:
"You two, did you have another fight?"
"No."
"No."
It was a rare moment of perfect understanding between the father and son.
"Really?"
Why are you so skeptical?
Indeed, they didn't argue, they just teased each other a bit, and the little guy even came out on top this time.
The boy originally wanted to tell his mother what he had just said, but instead he received a threatening look from his father.
Okay, the little man silently shrank back.
After all, if you really anger his father, it won't be anyone else who suffers!
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