Before he finished chewing the last bite in his mouth, he stuffed the next bite into his mouth. Finally, his cheeks bulged and he swallowed hard.

Several times, she looked like she couldn't swallow anything, and Yang Ruoqing looked at it for a while.

"The pastries are dry, I'll get some water for Xiao Hei to drink."

She said and quickly went to pour a bowl of water for the child.

As soon as he returned to the table, he heard a bang and Xiao Hei fell off the stool.

Xiao Hei cried so hard that he grinned to one side, and the cakes in his mouth fell out, mixed with tears and snot, and fell on the clothes on his chest in lumps.

When the weather is cold, children wear more clothes, with a cotton coat on top and cotton trousers on the bottom, like a little polar bear.

He fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. He still held two pieces of broken pastries firmly in his little hands.

Yang Ruoqing quickly put the bowl of water aside and was about to come over to pick up Xiao Hei.

Yang Huamei waved her hands with an indifferent look on her face: "It's okay, it's okay. He's wearing thick clothes, so it won't hurt if he falls."

Yang Huamei said while pulling Xiao Hei up.

Xiao Hei raised his head, closed his eyes, and was still crying, crying heartbreakingly.

"Auntie, please get the pastry out of the child's mouth. I'm worried that he will choke later." Yang Ruoqing reminded.

Yang Huamei waved her hand and stuffed the deformed cake in Xiao Hei's hand into her mouth.

Bian said vaguely: "It's okay, it's okay, he's always like this, just cry for a while and he'll be fine..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Hei coughed until his eyes turned white and he was out of breath.

Yang Huamei really panicked now, and hurriedly put her fingers into Xiao Hei's mouth and dug hard.

Then he dug out a big lump of sticky stuff and threw it hard on the ground.

After throwing it out, Xiao Hei was finally able to cry freely.

"Wow……"

After crying happily, Xiao Hei vented fiercely, crying so hard that it was earth-shattering and heartbreaking.

Yang Huamei went to hug him, but he struggled hard, kicked and hit Yang Huamei's face and shoulders with his fists.

Yang Huamei's hair was pulled loose by him, making her hair disheveled.

Xiao Hei is still crying.

Yang Huamei couldn't control herself and had to ask Yang Ruoqing for help.

"Qing'er, hurry, hurry, bring the plate on the table."

Yang Ruoqing quickly followed suit.

Yang Huamei pushed the plate with the two remaining pastries into Xiao Hei's arms. Xiao Hei opened his eyes and took a look, then raised his hand and knocked the plate to the ground.

"boom!"

The plate fell to the floor and fell into pieces, and the pastries inside were spilled on the floor.

"Oh my, why are you like this, kid? You broke the plate and the pastries are gone. What are you going to eat?"

Yang Huamei's voice also suddenly rose a few points.

Xiao Hei's decibel level also soared sharply, his face turned red from crying, and the corners of his lips turned purple.

Yang Huamei was also annoyed and took several shots of Xiao Hei's head.

"You naughty kid, if you cry again, if you cry again, I'm going to beat you. You specialize in destroying things!"

Xiao Hei was beaten until he fell to the ground. He kicked his feet hard on the ground and the tiger-head shoes on his feet came loose.

Yang Huamei deliberately kept a straight face and refused to coax Xiao Hei.

Yang Ruoqing, who was standing next to her, was extremely anxious.

He wanted to go up and coax him, but he thought that Xiao Hei was very unfamiliar with him, so he definitely didn't want her to coax him, and he couldn't coax him.

Furthermore, with my big belly, if Xiao Hei punches or kicks me later, the consequences will be disastrous.

So, Yang Ruoqing quickly urged Yang Huamei: "Auntie, didn't you say that Xiao Hei can't cry? Aren't you afraid that his belly button will bulge?"

What happened last time is still fresh in my memory.

Xiao Hei cried, crying so hard that his belly button bulged out.

Finally, the bulge grew to the size of a water chestnut, which frightened people.

"Auntie, please coax him down quickly, I'm worried about his belly button..."

Yang Huamei said: "It's okay, it's okay. Now that I've grown up, the navel problem is gone."

Before Yang Huamei finished speaking, Xiao Hei, who was still crying just now, suddenly started vomiting.

I vomited out the cakes I just ate and the breakfast I had at Lao Wang’s house this morning.

The child's mouth, neck, chest, and legs were all covered with dirt.

Yang Ruoqing was shocked, "Auntie, please coax me down, and I'll bring you a basin and a handkerchief."

After saying this, she quickly entered the bathroom and came out soon with warm water and a clean towel.

Yang Huamei took Xiao Hei aside and helped him deal with the dirt on his body.

Yang Ruoqing twisted the handkerchief and handed it to Yang Huamei to wipe. During the process, Xiao Hei was still crying and refusing to let go.

It seems like he won't shut up and won't give up until things turn upside down.

The nearly one-year-old child already knows how to scratch Yang Huamei's face with her little hands.

Her face, one on the left and one on the right, were all scratched by small black fingernails.

Yang Ruoqing's eyebrows trembled when she saw her. How could such a young child have such a high temper?

Yang Huamei once again looked like she couldn't resist, and urged Yang Ruoqing beside her: "Qing'er, don't twist the veil, hurry up and get something else to eat, that's the only one that works!"

Yang Ruoqing came to her senses and quickly went to get it.

When the new pastries were brought back, Xiao Hei's crying finally stopped.

He looked longingly at the oil paper bag containing the pastries in Yang Ruoqing's hand. The oil paper package had been opened before, revealing the shape of the pastry inside.

Xiao Hei licked the corner of his mouth, looking like he wanted to eat it.

"Xiao Hei, if you don't cry, sister will give you cakes to eat!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and took out a piece from the oil paper bag and sent it to Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei glanced at the pastries brought to him, twisted his head, closed his eyes, and cried in pain again.

He also stamped his feet.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned. She couldn't detoxify the body language of children, so she turned to Yang Huamei for help.

Yang Huamei was tucking her disheveled hair to the back of her head in embarrassment, with a strip of cloth she used to tie her hair in her mouth.

Seeing this, he said vaguely: "What? You shouldn't let him see your oil-paper bag. He doesn't want a piece, but the oil-paper bag in your other hand."

ah?

Yang Ruoqing was startled again, and tentatively put the oil paper bag in front of Xiao Hei.

"Be good, I'll give this to you, please stop crying, okay?"

Xiao Hei's crying stopped suddenly. He glanced at Yang Ruoqing timidly, then stretched out his chubby hand and took the oil paper bag into his arms.

Then, he continued to grunt and chirp and didn't eat.

"What's going on? Why aren't you happy?" Yang Ruoqing teased.

Yang Huamei had already done her hair at this time, and sneered when she heard this: "He saw you still holding a piece in your hand!"

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing lowered her head and saw that she was indeed holding a piece in her hand.

"Do you want them all? Okay, I'll give them all to you!"

When she gave him a piece of her own hand, Xiao Hei finally stopped crying.

Because I was young, I was holding the oil paper bag in my arms and holding a piece in my hand, so some pastries were about to fall out from the torn corner.

Seeing this, Yang Huamei quickly reached out her hand to help him get it.

He started to stamp his feet again, curled his lips and started to cry.

Yang Huamei was so frightened that she quickly retracted her hand, "Okay, okay, it's all yours, it's all yours, I won't touch it, now you can eat it and see how much you can eat!"
Chapter completed!