"You were all away when I came last time, and I want to see you this time." Shen An Ning put down the backpack and took the little man out.
The little guy was a little surprised to see the sudden change of position. Looking at An Ning with deep eyes, he stared straight at Qin Shuni. He was a little curious when he saw a stranger.
Liu Manxue saw her daughter and ran over. She wanted to hug her but was afraid of scaring her. However, little Xixi was very supportive and opened her arms and called out, "Mommy."
"Mom, grandma"
"Hey, my darling daughter, let me hug you tightly." Perhaps it was the smell of Liu Manxue, the little one was very familiar with her. She hugged her mother tightly and kept talking a bunch of words that no one could understand.
Seeing that her mother and sister-in-law were both entertaining Xixi, Shen Anning took out the rice dumplings from the backpack. They were still warm, not hot.
We took out bowls from the cupboard, peeled off the leaves, and put four in each person's bowl. The dumplings were not big, so four of them weighed less than two taels.
There were chopped cowpeas and eggplants on the stove. Shen An Ning fried them and took a few pieces of braised beef from the backpack, cut them into slices and put them on a plate. He also used the hot pot to boil half a pot of tomato and egg soup.
Qin Shuni saw that her daughter was almost done with her work, so she went out to look for her husband and nephew. They should be working in the back mountain.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Ana Shen heard voices coming from the door and brought the rice and dishes to the table and set them aside.
As soon as Shen Anyan entered the door, he was wearing a gray shirt and trousers, very plain, but his face with glasses was still heroic. Shen Zixi recognized him at a glance, pointed at him and said: "Mom, Dad."
Seeing Shen Anyan standing there in a daze and ignoring her, she looked at Shen Anning again, “Aunt, Dad!”
"Yes, it's Daddy, shout a few more times."
"Dad, Dad."
Shen Anyan came back to his senses and hurried to wash his hands. Only after he had wiped them clean did he dare to hold the little girl in his arms. The snow-white little girl matched his own sun-tanned bronze skin, making the little girl look delicate and small.
At the dinner table, Shen Zixi acted as the happy fruit, calling her father, mother, grandparents one by one, taking a sip of red bean paste here and tasting a big red date there. She was so happy that she squinted her eyes like a kitten stealing fish.
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