Song Lianqing, who was taken care of, slept soundly in the second half of the night and was not woken up by anything. This was the deepest sleep he had ever had since he was diagnosed with bipolar disorder.
At daybreak, the industrious little bee - Little Candy woke up. He rubbed his big eyes, and sat up dazedly from the bed. His little dinosaur hat fell on his shoulders, and his messy little curls made his fair and tender cheeks look particularly soft and cute.
Little Candy looked at the sleeping Song Lianqing, her little fur trembled, and the sleepiness went away instantly. Little Candy stretched out her chubby little hand to touch Song Lianqing's forehead, and then touched her own forehead to make sure the temperature was about the same. Then she patted her little chest, took off her dinosaur pajamas, climbed out of bed with her tender little butt bare, found her clothes, changed quickly, and went to wash up.
Little Candy found himself a white T-shirt and a pair of denim overalls, plus a pink piggy bank. He is fair and cute, with big eyes like grapes. Wearing this outfit, he looks like a famous children's clothing model.
After washing up, little Candy walked out of the bedroom with her short legs. She went out first to feed Dahuang and the others, and chatted with them for a while before returning. After washing her hands, she went into the kitchen and started making breakfast.
The little boy had short arms and legs, so it was difficult for him to pick up things, but at least he was smart. He moved all the necessary materials to where he could reach them, then stood on the step rack and kneaded the flour. He wanted to make sweet buns for his dad.
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Song Lianqing was awakened by hunger. In his sleep, he smelled the aroma of fried eggs, which seemed to be mixed with a refreshing milky aroma.
Song Lianqing sat up in shock instantly. He rubbed his slightly aching head with his hand, turned his head to look beside him, did not see Little Candy, but did see the set of dinosaur pajamas.
"Little candy!"
Song Lianqing was startled. He threw off the quilt, put on his slippers and walked towards the bathroom. There was no one in the bathroom, so he turned around and left the bedroom without saying a word.
As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he smelled the aroma of food in his dream. At the same time, he saw the little kid standing on the steps in the kitchen, stirring something with a spoon in both hands.
"Little guy, what are you doing?!"
Song Lianqing walked into the kitchen. He was panicked because he woke up and saw no one. His tone became uncontrollably fierce when he spoke. Little Tangguo, who was stirring porridge, was frightened. She turned around and found that it was Song Lianqing. She patted her chest and answered him in a baby voice.
"Dad, Candy is cooking porridge."
Song Lianqing believed that he was cooking porridge because after he came in, he saw four plates on the stove. Each plate contained a golden fried egg. Next to the fried egg was a pyramid of small solid-colored steamed buns, and next to the plate was a cup of steaming milk.
There are four breakfasts, each with exactly the same configuration, the only difference is that there is a boiled egg in the plate on the far right.
"All this," Song Lianqing's expression became very complicated, his dull eyes revealed more distress, his voice trembled slightly, "You did all this?"
Little Candy nodded obediently, and did not ask for encouragement and rewards like other children. For him, such a thing was a matter of course.
After nodding, Little Candy smiled at Song Lianqing, then reached out to turn off the fire. Just as she was about to pick up the bowl next to her to get some porridge, she was picked up by Song Lianqing.
"This is very hot. I'll serve it." Song Lianqing put the candy on the ground, looked him in the eyes, and said seriously, "Next time, don't just go into the kitchen to cook. These are very dangerous. If you get burned, I won't be responsible."
"Little Candy be very careful so as not to get burned."
Little Tangguo has been helping his mother cook for such a long time that his cooking skills are much more skilled than those of other children his age. Although he still gets splashed by hot oil occasionally, he will recover quickly so he is not afraid.
Song Lianqing frowned and was about to say something when the doorbell rang. He was stunned for a moment, but before he could come to his senses, Little Candy scurried out, leaving behind only her cheerful little baby voice.
"It must be my sister and Susu who are here! Hehe..."
Song Lianqing looked at the little guy's back like a penguin running, stood up and looked at the food on the stove. When he walked over, he found that the stove had been carefully wiped and the previously messy seasoning packets on it were neatly arranged.
The fresh porridge still bubbling on the stove exudes a rich aroma. Even without looking at its appearance, the taste alone is enough to conquer anyone who is hungry.
Song Lianqing had never felt so sorry for anyone before. Little Candy was the first one. He sighed in his heart, then took the bowl and started to serve the porridge.
"Good morning, little darling~"
"Baby...ah, little candy, good morning, come and give uncle a hug, I miss you so much."
As soon as Little Candy opened the door, she saw Lu Xiangwan and Ran Feng. Before she could say anything, Lu Xiangwan rubbed her head. The next second, Ran Feng, who was a child-obsessed man, picked her up and kissed her cheek several times. Little Candy felt itchy from his beard.
“Hehehe… My huhu feels so itchy…”
Little Candy pushed Ran Feng's head and giggled. Ran Feng hugged him for a long time before walking into the house under Lu Xiangwan's murderous gaze.
"Wow~ What's that smell? It smells so good."
As soon as he entered the house, Ran Feng smelled a strong fragrance. Lu Xiangwan also smelled it. When he turned around and saw Song Lianqing serving porridge in the kitchen, he was shocked.
"Oh my god? Lian Qing, you can actually cook?!"
Lu Xiangwan put down the breakfast she bought and walked into the kitchen with a surprised look on her face. Song Lianqing turned around to look at her and smiled perfunctorily, "You think too much. It wasn't me who did it."
"Ah? If it wasn't you who did it, could it be that the little candy did it?"
Lu Xiangwan thought Song Lianqing was joking, so she said something half-jokingly and half-seriously. Unexpectedly, after she said this, Song Lianqing looked at her steadily and nodded. She was completely stunned.
"Indeed, he did it," Song Lianqing picked up the plate and walked out. Lu Xiangwan helped carry the remaining plates and listened to him continue, "I fell ill last night and he took care of me."
"Dad, Susu bought me a little car!"
Little Candy was holding a toy car in her hand. When she saw Song Lianqing, she smiled and shared her joy with him. The smile on her face was full of innocence.
"Well, as long as you like it." Song Lianqing was as gentle to Little Candy as he was to Ran Feng, and his eyes were as scary as his. "But don't let your uncle hold you for too long, or he'll get tired."
Ran Feng: Mom, there are bad guys here trying to steal your grandson! I'm so scared! T﹏T
"Okay, Susu, I'm sorry~" Little Candy obediently got down from Ran Feng's arms and pushed the breakfast she made in front of him, "Susu, the breakfast that Little Candy made is for you."
"Huh? You did this yourself? How old are you?"
Ran Feng was shocked by what Xiao Tangguo said. He looked at Song Lianqing with suspicion, and then looked at Xiao Tangguo. Xiao Tangguo nodded firmly and gestured with her little hands, "When Xiao Tangguo was three years old, she could cook a big bowl of rice for her mother!"
"Oh my God, poor little guy, what kind of life have you been living before?"
Ran Feng knew that Xiao Tangguo's mother was a rural teacher. He had lived in the countryside since he was a child. His mother had to take care of left-behind children and had to divide her attention to take care of him, which was always very hard.
Little Tangguo is very sensible. He probably knows how hard his mother works, so he took the initiative to learn how to cook. This way, his mother doesn't have to run back and forth between home and school all the time.
Little Candy didn't quite understand what Ran Feng said. She tilted her head and looked at him. Ran Feng rubbed the little guy's head with heartache and said nothing.
"Have breakfast."
As soon as Song Lianqing finished speaking, Lu Xiangwan directly changed the topic to breakfast. Little Candy also looked at her breakfast and started eating happily.
The plate with an extra boiled egg belonged to Song Lianqing. Little Candy knew that he was sick, so she gave him an extra egg. This made Ran Feng and Lu Xiangwan very jealous, but neither of them said anything. Song Lianqing was in a very good mood.