The tempting aroma wafted over, and not to mention the bicycle and the chicks, I'm afraid that Qiao Anle, who was standing aside, would be forgotten by the three kids.
Three small figures, without any prior arrangement, rushed towards the small dining table.
Qiao Anle was quick-witted and quick-handed, grabbing the second and third cubs by the collars.
"Don't get excited yet. You must wash your hands before eating."
The eldest cub didn't need Qiao Anle to catch him. He stopped obediently when he heard her words.
The second child was anxious and murmured, "Wash your hands, wash your hands. I want to wash my hands! I will be the first one to wash my hands."
The third child also followed him and learned to speak, "The third child also wants to wash his hands, mother, wash your hands."
Qiao Anle pulled the two younger kids over.
The eldest took the washbasin and some soap.
The mother and her four children squatted beside the water tank.
Qiao Anle was holding the soap in her hand, with three pairs of little hands stretched out in front of her. She took turns applying soap to them.
As expected, the hands of the three little kids were all pitch black.
Especially the third child, his little hands looked like they had been digging in a pit.
Qiao Anle didn't even frown as she took care of him attentively.
And warned.
"Remember this, all three of you. Wash your hands before eating. Look at your little hands, aren't they dirty? These are all bacteria, and if you eat them, you'll have diarrhea. Especially you, third child, you always like to suck your fingers when you sleep at night. You must change this habit."
The three kids seemed to be listening attentively.
But those pairs of round eyes kept looking towards Li Fengbei.
They saw Li Fengbei coming out of the small kitchen again, and wondered what delicious food he had.
Swish, swish.
My saliva is about to drip.
Under Qiao Anle's "strong pressure", the three cubs washed their hands three times, washed their hands clean, and were finally allowed to sit at the table to eat.
"Wow! Braised pork! So much meat!"
"And eggs! They're poached eggs! Burnt poached eggs!"
“This…this…”
These meals were bought from state-owned restaurants, packed in aluminum lunch boxes, brought back and heated up in an iron pot.
When Li Fengbei put the last small bowl up, all three cubs blinked in disbelief.
That’s white rice!
It is no longer cornmeal steamed bread or hard steamed bread.
But it is grains of crystal clear white rice!
The rice had just been served from the iron pot, steaming hot.
The natural aroma of rice is even more attractive than pork belly.
"Dad, it's white rice!"
"Dad, aren't we eating steamed bread today?"
"Dad, is this bowl all mine?"
The three kids widened their eyes and looked at Li Fengbei with surprise.
Li Fengbei sat down and said, "Today our whole family will eat white rice. There's more in the pot. You can eat as much as you want."
The three cubs giggled happily, their eyes narrowed into slits.
I was so excited that I even forgot the dining rules.
Li Fengbei didn't blame them too much and just said something to them.
"Let's start eating."
The eldest and second cubs can already use chopsticks, and they hold the rice bowls steadily in their little hands.
Sanzai hasn't learned how to use chopsticks yet, and usually eats steamed buns with his hands. Today, Li Fengbei prepared a small spoon for him.
They each took a mouthful of white rice, and then looked at the braised pork belly with their dark eyes, but there was no clamor or scramble for the food.
Instead, it was like a newborn baby bird, drooling and waiting for Li Fengbei to feed it.
Li Fengbei held the chopsticks and was about to reach for the braised pork belly.
But his actions.
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