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Sometimes happiness is so simple, you need to do nothing, just watching your baby eat happily is enough.

Why don’t dad eat it? As soon as the baby, who felt his father’s gaze, caught the egg tart he liked, he came to feed it seriously. He had to watch his father eat it and chew it in his mouth before he could feel at ease. He twisted his body and fed it to his mother.

Feeding, the baby chewed in his mouth and yelled, and told his mother to "eat more" with a slight voice. It's not that the mother was eating alone, and there was a baby, "need to have a big mouth". As he said, the baby's mouth was wide open and he came to demonstrate to the mother. He had to watch the mother come to eat in big mouth.

After seeing that there are still several egg tarts left, the baby's three egg tarts came to arrange for the mother, and put them in a small hand and scratched them. The baby then came to stop for a while and looked around to see if the second plate of grandma's baked was ready.

Before she could wait, my grandmother brought the small cake. The baby came to taste it beautifully. She nodded and confirmed that it was delicious. She was afraid that the mother would not eat enough, but she took it carefully. As soon as the baby shouted "Mom", she was about to feed her mother.

The little cotton jacket came to feed her. The mother must have come to eat it. When she saw the baby suddenly became silent. She was unhappy. Mu Qing asked strangely: "What's wrong with the baby?"

The baby rubbed the cream on his mother's clothes with a finger, but told his mother aggrievedly, "I rubbed it, and my little face was full of self-blame.

But how could the mother get angry? The baby was just accidentally, and she admitted so actively to feed herself. Mu Qing smiled gently, looked at the baby, and told the baby gently: "It's enough to wipe it clean."

As he said that, Mu Qing took the wet towel handed over by her husband and wiped it clean. Then she gently told the baby, "Baby, don't you think it's clean?"

The baby, who was already aggrieved, understood it, and said, "Wipe clean" and took the cloth to wipe it for his mother. Look at the serious appearance and learn slowly. Why is the mother unhappy and happy? Seeing the baby grow up little by little, that is the best gift to her mother.

Of course, Xiangxiang has to come to reward the baby. When the fragrance comes, the fragrant baby is so proud that he scooped up a piece of big cake and fed it to his mother.

I'm here to feed this time, so I'll pay attention to the baby. I'm still holding the cloth in my hand to prepare to wipe it for my mother if I haven't finished feeding. I'll use the method I just learned now.

Of course, the baby on the father's side did not forget. Once the mother was fed, she came to arrange it for her father. Grandma, grandpa, grandpa and aunt, and none of the babies came to forget. They had to feed them one by one. If one day it fell down and didn't come to enjoy it, it would be wrong, and the baby would come to find her.

Thinking of this, Kang Yu felt sweet in his heart. When he turned his eyes, he found that the misty drizzle was beginning to fall.

I just don’t know why, among the green mountains and clear waters, in the old streets and alleys, the misty drizzle seems to be decorated with poetry and painting, and it does not make people feel a little gloomy as usual. It’s like this rain is coming, just to keep you and have a good look at the mountains, rivers, grass, trees, bridges and houses.

As soon as the snack was finished, they changed to the tea sets arranged, paired with a few unique tea plates, the pot of tea cooked, and the fresh tea fragrance that floated out made the poetic and picturesque scene tasted, making their mood that was used to the fast pace slowed down, and they wanted to stay here and do nothing and just watch it.

Not only dad can only agree with this idea, but the baby can agree with it. His belly is still full, and he leans comfortably in his father's arms and refuses to move. He is still muttering "It's rainy and rainy," he said.

After lying comfortably in my father's arms, my little body moved and changed into a comfortable position. The baby's beautiful big eyes narrowed and opened, and the little sleepy bug lured the baby to come to sleep. When he opened his mouth, he yawned. The little body leaned lazily in his father's arms to come to sleep.

Kang Yuyi noticed that he took the thin blanket from his lover and carefully covered the baby. After drinking tea, he moved his hands, for fear that his body would wake up the sleeping baby.

As for whether the baby can sleep at noon, and whether he should go to play again after the rain stops, Kang Yu doesn't care much, just thinking that the baby must come to sleep when he is tired. Nothing else matters. Even if he doesn't do anything, he can just come to sleep when he comes to bed, and no matter how long he sees him, he won't bother too much.

I saw Dad Kang pushing the stroller and put it aside. Although he didn't say anything, the meaning was clear. Although the baby's sleep is important, he let his son hold him motionlessly, and he felt distressed just by looking at him.

After the son was lying down with his baby in his arms, Dad Kang came to play the role of a qualified nanny. He sat beside the baby and came to see him. When he saw that the baby was so hot, he kicked the blanket. When he turned on the folding fan, he gently sniffed the baby to sleep. As long as his hands were not sore, the baby would not blow on a fan that was prone to cold.

If you really have to slap your hands for a long time, then let’s change to grandpa. Even if the baby falls asleep, he will still take care of him meticulously. These small details all interpret the love between grandpa and grandpa.

Even if they were leisurely watching short videos, they would change to make tea while playing chess. These hobbies, like Go calligraphy and painting, have been written in the plan they have been cultivating since childhood. Even Li Chen, who has always been relatively salty, Cheng Feng, who is not good at Chinese studies, can do such things as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, even if they are not good at it, they have also been cultivated for their children since childhood.

But if it weren't for this rain that they would stay, they would only see the cultivation of this aspect at home. However, the game between adults is not as interesting as watching the children.

After Wang Hong and Li Chen finished the game, they replaced Wang Qian and Li Jie to play chess. But looking at the slightly one-sided situation, it was not very obvious that Li Jie, who was three years older, was stronger. He was just one step away from letting Wang Qian come to general.

Seeing Li Chen's father beside him, he was almost shameless, and he didn't know where he had forgotten.

Kang Yu, who was standing aside, praised him affirmatively: "Xiqi's chess skills have improved a lot, and her chess style is more stable like you. Whoever wants to marry someone who is so cheap will you win?"

Li Chen became energetic when he heard this, so he would not mind that his son lost this game. He would marry Wang Qian home in the future. What is the point of losing to his future daughter-in-law now? If he marrys him, he will win.

It's abacus, and you don't need to say it. Just looking at the man's obscene smile, Wang Hong didn't know it. He looked vigilantly at the novel: "I'll remind you, don't beg my baby girl."

He didn't want his sister, the big cabbage girl, to marry her childhood friend. This kind of thing happened to her daughter again, and the younger son was cheated away. How could she only get this kind of thing as their family thinks about it?

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Jie refused to admit defeat and said, "Come again."
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