"Gurgle...gurgle...gurgle..." It's enough to make you hear...a certain scene.
Yes, the bowl of poached eggs in front of Commander Gao was devoured by some little rascal who had secretly switched the eggs, and his cheeks were bulging out.
Among the adults present, Ye's mother was the first to speak up: "Oh dear!"
this……
My dear grandson, how could you...eat Daddy's food? Grandma will make you something better, won't she?"
"Hmm? No, no, I want to eat this, I won't give it to Daddy."
snort.
Why is Dad given food but not Tuanzi?
The little dumpling doesn't want anything else right now, she just wants this!
An angry child can still be dangerous.
The angry little dumpling had a face full of bristling fur.
Ye's mother wanted to speak, but was stopped by Yingying's gaze.
Who has ever seen an angry person eat so happily and so fast?
It has to be said that Yingying truly deserves to be called her mother.
Even a mother can tell exactly which of her child's toes is moving.
Not to mention, the little guy's beautiful eyes were darting around, and you could tell at a glance that he was up to something!
puff……
Little did the little dumpling know that all his little schemes had been seen through by his own mother. Well, it might not just be his mother; his own father, Commander Gao, was also sitting next to him.
Otherwise, how could this fried egg be so easily stolen by a sleight of hand?
Did Commander Gao waste all those years of military service?
Gao Dan looked at her son's chubby little mouth as he ate, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips.
Well, maybe in his father's heart, Tuanzi is just a small, delicate toy that he can tease whenever he feels like it?
sweat……
The little dumpling, happily munching away, had no idea that in her father's heart, she was such an insignificant presence.
If they found out, they'd probably cry, right?
Slurp slurp...burp...
Just then, several unusually loud sounds rang out.
Forehead……
"Hiccup...hiccup...hiccup...Mommy...!"
Now you know to call me "Mommy"? Weren't you eating so happily just now? Are you having indigestion now?
"Mom... hiccup!"
After waiting for a while without any response, the little dumpling called out again in a hurry.
Ye Wanying then reached out her hand, patting him gently while saying with amusement:
"Is a fried egg delicious?"
The tone was clearly sarcastic, and although I didn't quite understand it, I could still sense that something was off.
Shaking his head: "It doesn't taste good!"
Pfft, you're eating it even though it's not tasty?
You little liar!
These words made Ye's mother, who was about to cook another bowl of poached eggs, stop in her tracks.
"It doesn't taste good? Really?"
I started to doubt myself. Had I forgotten to add sugar? Or had I added salt instead of sugar?
Uh, no, that's not true.
The little guy really messed up his dear grandma's life without even realizing it.
Ye Wanying coughed twice: "Mom, don't listen to him. If it's not tasty, why did you eat two? You did it on purpose!"
Indeed, it was intentional.
Actually, that's not entirely true; it's just that a certain glutinous rice ball realized it too late.
What did I just do?
How could I have stolen Dad's fried egg?
who I am?
Am I still there?
Once the little brain reacts, it's naturally a conditioned reflex to save itself.
Ye's mother still looked suspicious: "Huh?"
"Mom, let me help you, hurry up." Yingying smiled and pushed Ye's mother towards the kitchen.
The commotion at the old house eventually woke up the old man. After the old man and the guard came in, Xiao Jiu and her mother also came out from the next room.
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