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690 I am not angry

Zhang Yi's question was very pleasing. Adults liked it after hearing it.

The way of blinking his head, the watery eyes made him look even more watery...

The eyes that are normally sized and the small face that are normally laid out suddenly add a little bit of beauty.

Lan Zexin said: You haven’t practiced naughty kids deliberately, right?

This naughty child recognizes his sister throughout the school. As soon as he enters the school, he develops his teacher into a girlfriend, a friend of the old, middle-aged and young women, a sociable girl, and a third-grade academic master Zhang Yian!

Grandma really took the bait.

"Xiao Diandian is so good. Mom will definitely be very happy to eat the snacks you made by yourself."

Grandma not only handed over the bottle in her hand, but also taught him how to squeeze it out, so that the noodles they came out look good.

Xiaomai sighed softly and looked at her father helplessly.

He and his father both saw that Zhang Yian came in to play.

Although it seems to be playing very seriously.

The academic master is full of serious buffs.

"It smells so fragrant!" Zhang Yi worked excitedly.

When he added batter to the bottle, he accidentally dripped into his hand. He immediately blatantly chewed a large bite of raw batter.

"Zhang Yidian!" Lan Ze saw it all. "Wash your hands!"

"Hehe! Just wash!"

"Wipe the water dry!"

"yes!"

When my father was angry, Zhang Yi never acted quickly and said nothing.

There are five boys in a nest, all of them are naughty children. How can this be a bear? A child who can become a top student in front of the teacher has more and more life-threatening ways to get a bear!

There is not much low-gluten flour, and two plates of flour are stuffed into the oven to heat it. The child’s grandma is busy making noodles with high-gluten flour.

There is a lot of high-gluten flour in the home, which is used to make hand-rolled noodles. As long as the hand-rolled noodles are strong, the noodles will be delicious.

Grandma kept adding sugar and oil to the flour, and obviously what she made was not noodles. After it was stirred evenly, she waited to make noodles.

The little ginger snow in the yard has not been shoveled, and two plates of biscuits have been baked.

Adults and children smelled the fragrance and all ran in.

To be honest, these two plates of cookies are a bit not enough.

Because of the scarcity, the naughty children were happier to grab it. Several adults were also happier to grab it.

Lan Ze, like the old lady, watched them grab it. It doesn’t matter whether it tastes good or not, and the atmosphere is still very lively.

Zhang He grabbed a few pieces and went out to give them to Xiaojiang to taste. It was not a precious food, it was just a sense of participation.

When she came back, she chewed the biscuits and asked Lan Ze, "Don't you take a few bites?"

Lanze answered the question irrelevantly: "It's time to make lunch."

On this day, Lan Ze and his mother-in-law stayed in the kitchen for almost a whole day. During this period, several children came in to help. But half of the children came in because it was fun. Although they could share some small things, they also needed to pay attention to them at all times.

Especially Fengfeng and Nannan, Lanze was not familiar with them. They were more curious about everything in the kitchen than Lanze's four sons. While they were eager to try, their eyes were filled with strangeness and disdain.

Fortunately, the children have no personality, so they will go out after playing for a while.

Lunch and supper were very lively.

There are many people eating, and the large dining table at home is full of hot and cold meat and vegetables.

My mother-in-law baked a lot of bread. Because the dough process was too complicated, it was the same as Lanze’s lamb chops, and it was not eaten until dinner.

I dipped it in honey and ate the bread, and I had a great time eating it.

Among the children crowded on the dining table, Zhang Yi and Xiaomi are the ones who are the most satisfied with grandma. Zhang Yi likes sweets. Millet is very generous and never picky about food. They eat very deliciously, so grandma sees their affirmation and respect for kitchen labor.

Knowing that these two people were going to follow their mother to the crescent moon, grandma was even more reluctant to let go. Her eyes became more loving.

At night? The guests stayed? Sleeping in the guest room on the first floor. Grandpa and uncle took Fengfeng to live in one room? Grandpa and Nannan lived in another room.

In the deep night, the whole world became quiet again.

Zhang He lay on the bed and started checking his work.

"Did you have dinner in the morning?"

This is an interrogation of Lanze.

"have eaten."

"What did you eat?"

"...I ate some casually at first, but then I ate two eggs you cooked. Wheat testified. He and I ate two eggs one by one."

Lanze particularly emphasized: "Egg yolks are tooth-filled? Cook them on the right heat."

"Okay." Zhang He was not struggling with lunch and dinner. "You have to take good care of yourself. I'm leaving with five children? There are two around you. Or the two most naughty ones. You not only have to take good care of yourself? You also have to take good care of two Taoboys."

"Well." Lan Ze knew that she used responsibility to divert her attention? So that she would not be too depressed. Although he was not depressed at all, she couldn't help but laugh? "When they were young, didn't I take care of them?"

"Go to sleep." Zhang He said gently? "Close your eyes."

"Close your eyes first. I want to see you for a while." Lan Ze turned his body sideways and looked at her.

"Let's watch after you wake up."

"But I can't sleep."

"Well... have you been insomnia these days?"

"I haven't had insomnia? I just...I like to keep my eyes open."

Zhang He reached out to touch his belly.

"Tsk tsk. I'm leaving, your figure has recovered. I feel very embarrassed!"

"Go to sleep."

"No? I'm insomnia. Talk about it." Zhang He interrupted Lan Ze's plan rudely.

He originally wanted to watch the sleeping beauty in the dark for a while. When he was sleepy, he would fall asleep naturally. If he was not sleepy, he would keep looking at her.

But, what is awake? It's more dynamic.

"My mom talked a lot to me today."

"Hmm? When?"

Lan Zexin said, didn’t the old lady always stay in the kitchen?

"I'm looking for a quilt? When I was making the bed for them, I didn't want her to do it. However, the two of them worked together to work faster." Zhang He sighed. At that time, several children jumped around. Her father and brother were accompanying the child, and the mother came to make the bed together. "She said that when we were young, she felt that her sister was very pitiful. My father wanted to name his daughter himself, so we had a sister. As a result, my father just cared about his son and ignored the little girl. She thought it was not good, so she thought it was more harmful to her sister. She asked me if I was angry."

"I said, it doesn't matter. You are just familiar strangers. You can't get along anyway. Especially my dad is so annoying.ヽ('⌒′メ)ノ"

"She said: I thought you must have resentment, but now I don't know what to do. I'll go! I want to be angry and cooperate on the spot."

"Why do you get angry? Is it worth being angry when you lived with them before?" Lanze asked.

"I don't know...I don't remember the unhappy things. They are both diplomats and they both need to create an image to the outside world. Housewife is actually an image. And the magical thing is that when I go to many countries, it is quite delicious as a certain wife. A group of women gathered together to bake small biscuits, beautify and organize a charity sale. "Madam Diplomacy"... I feel that after my mother moved back to China, she has released her nature."
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