While Mrs. He was cooking, Yun Jin asked, "Mom, is the rice cooked yet?"
When Mrs. He opened the pot lid, she exclaimed, "Oh dear, I almost forgot! We haven't steamed the rice yet! Do you even know how to steam rice?"
Yun Jin nodded: "I can. I steam all the rice at home."
Mother He then entrusted the task of steaming rice to Yun Jin, who asked Father He and Mother He whether they preferred the rice to be softer or drier.
Mrs. He said, "Your dad likes soft food. His teeth aren't very good, and hard rice is hard on his teeth."
"Okay, then I'll add a little more water to make it softer. We can eat any kind of rice, we're not picky eaters." Yun Jin added a little more water, and stopped when she thought it was about right.
Sister-in-law He glanced at the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law busy in the kitchen, and pretended to offer to help. Mother He looked at her and said, "You don't need to help in the kitchen. Is Ziqian coming back today?"
"I told you, I'm probably almost home." Just then, He Ziqian rode back on his bike.
The jingling of the bells attracted Xiao Nian Gao's attention. She was a busybody and would check every little sound.
It's the same with breastfeeding; if there's any noise, it won't eat until it's clear what's going on.
Yun Jin said to He Tingchuan, "Your daughter will be someone who loves watching the excitement from now on."
He Tingchuan didn't believe it at first, but then he saw Xiao Nian Gao, who had been playing with him just fine, suddenly become attracted by the sound of the bell.
I'm impressed!
Indeed, no one knows a daughter better than her mother!
He Ziqian parked the car and strode back. When he saw Xiao Nian Gao in He Tingchuan's arms, his eyes lit up: "Uncle, this must be Xiao Nian Gao, right? So cute, just like in the photo!"
As she spoke, she reached out to Xiao Niangao for a hug.
Little Rice Cake turned her head and hugged her father, as if afraid of being taken away.
He Tingchuan knew exactly how his little girl would throw herself into his arms, and a smile involuntarily crept up his lips.
When Yun Jin saw He Tingchuan's smug expression, she couldn't bear to look at him. Calling him a doting father was no exaggeration.
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