Upon seeing her maternal grandmother, Fu Zhenbao immediately said:
“Dad, we’re a family, and you haven’t even included Grandma yet! Grandma is going to live to be a hundred years old too. Why don’t you let her exercise with us tomorrow? That way, we’ll be a whole family.”
"The whole family is together."
Fu Mingxue: ...?
Very well, as expected of her daughter, she didn't even spare her grandmother.
All eyes were on Fu's mother.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Mrs. Fu felt they all had ill intentions. "I'm so old, how dare you make me go running with you? Practice horse stance? Why don't you just send me to heaven?"
She couldn't bear to scold just the little one, so she had to scold them all at once.
"Alright, you guys go do what you're supposed to do, don't drag me into this."
After saying that, she quickly went into the main room.
Fu Mingxue: "Mom, if you want to go to heaven, that's easy. Next time, I'll take you on a trip by plane."
When Fu's mother, who was setting out breakfast, heard this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.
You even travel by plane?
So you just throw money around like this because you have it?
Don't you know how many children you have?
They don't know how to save any money at all.
However, Fu Mingxue thought the suggestion was quite good.
The past few years have been incredibly busy, and of course, the children were still quite young.
Her mother has also had a tough time over the years.
When she has time later, she can plan a trip—while her mother still has the energy to climb to the top of the mountain in one go, she should accompany her on a journey.
Go and see the beautiful landscapes of our motherland more often.
"Alright, hurry up and finish your work, then wash your hands and have breakfast."
She didn't go grocery shopping yesterday, but she has to go today.
Fu Mingxue went to the tap to brush her teeth and wash her face.
After waiting, she went to eat breakfast first. "There are even fried dough sticks today! Mom, did you buy them or did you and Aunt Ding fry them yourselves?"
"We fried these ourselves, and this soy milk was also ground early this morning. If you think it's not sweet enough, just add another spoonful of sugar."
In the past, when people were poor, things like white sugar were considered precious.
Where else can we leave half a pound of food out like this, letting them add it themselves?
This affluent life feels like a dream.
Fu Mingxue took a bite, and her eyes lit up several degrees. "Delicious, very crispy."
In the morning, there's not only soy milk and fried dough sticks, but also meat buns.
The three siblings also finished their exercise for the day.
After washing their hands, they came over to eat breakfast.
"Mom, Grandma and Grandma Ding's fried dough sticks are so delicious! I love them so much. Grandma, can I have three?"
Fu Zhenbao doesn't follow the rule of not talking while eating; she's not only good at eating, but also very talkative.
With her around, the mornings are especially lively.
Mother Fu: ...?
"No, you can only eat two. You've eaten too many."
It's not that I'm reluctant to feed her, but the little one's appetite is really quite frightening.
He's already a little chubby now. What if he grows into a big fatso if we don't control him?
Although she has always felt that being a little chubby is a blessing—having lived in Beijing for many years, she has also picked up some of the ideas of city dwellers.
Little Fatty is lucky; if someone gets too fat, it will affect their health.
Fu Zhenbao was disappointed that she couldn't eat an extra fried dough stick, so she could only sneakily eat a few more meat buns when no one was looking.
Fu Mingxue: ...?
She was speechless. This little guy was just eating breakfast, why did he look so suspicious?
Do you really think she can't see it?
Qin Wenhuo was heartbroken.
It's really not a problem if my own daughter eats a little more.
He is very good at "'
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