Author: Mr. Buai

Guaiguai quickly became friends with Grandpa Zu and Grandma Zu.

The little one is not afraid of strangers. She is very courageous. Even if she is a stranger, she will dare to step forward and hug someone's lap if she wants to.

The two old people have always called Bai Zhi occasionally to greet them. Especially after Bai Zhi became pregnant with the second child, the care and contact between them became more frequent. Therefore, Guaiguai often talked to the second elder over the phone, so she

The second elder's impression was quite profound, although she didn't even remember that she had visited the elderly's home eight months ago.

She couldn't put it down and held her obedient little hand, which was fleshy and soft. Feeling the smooth and soft warm texture in her hand, Mrs. Chen couldn't hide the joy in her eyes. She looked at the little guy's smiling face kindly,

Perhaps the neat white baby teeth were too dazzling for her old eyes, and her eyes were in a trance.

Yes, I haven’t touched this great-granddaughter for eight months. Time flies by. The little one has grown taller, can speak more words, and is more fluent. Especially those big eyes, which are getting better and better.

Her hair is agile and every move of her eyes gives people a cunning feeling.

What hasn't changed is that the little guy is still chubby, with the baby fat on his face like two apples, and his hands and feet like lotus roots.

A cute and cute little chubby baby, he looks happy and makes people like him.

If there is anything that needs to be said, there is, but it has nothing to do with Guaiguai.

Old Mrs. Chen glanced at Chen Juanhua with a slight dissatisfaction, "I don't know how to dress up well, dear. What's the matter with these dirty clothes? People see it and think our family can't afford clothes."

"You have to ask Ah Zhi about this." Chen Juanhua said that she would not take the blame. It was not her turn to tell Guai Guai what clothes she usually wore. Bai Zhi might not listen to what she said anyway.

Bai Zhi secretly laughed and then explained: "Grandma, these clothes are still dirty and cannot be washed clean. There is no big deal in the village, so she only deserves to wear dirty clothes. Give her new clothes, and it will only take two days."

It will be as dirty as this again. No matter how much money you have, you can't waste it like this."

After all, she was the granddaughter she had loved since she was a child. After hearing this, Mrs. Chen had no objection at all, and even praised Bai Zhi for being diligent and thrifty in running the house.

Chen Juanhua rolled her eyes when she heard this. Her mother's face...it was a good thing she wasn't the one to explain it. Otherwise, if the same rhetoric came out of her mouth, Mrs. Chen would be able to argue a few words.

I can only say that some things are really influenced by my ears and eyes. After she became a mother, her mother disliked her, and after Bai Zhi became a mother, she disliked Bai Zhi, which is great.

When Grandma Zu praised her mother, Guobai became jealous. She pursed her lips, shook Old Mrs. Chen's hand, and shouted eagerly: "Grandma Zu, watch me do somersaults~~"

Known as Mo Ruomu, Bai Zhi immediately twitched her nose and smelled the air, teasing: "Hey, who is eating sour vinegar? Why does it smell sour?"

Obediently followed suit and sniffed like a little puppy, and then said doubtfully: "No~~"

Angelica dahurica means giving you a roll of the eyes and letting you taste it for yourself.

He snorted obediently, indicating that there is a back and forth, and you will understand it yourself.

After a brief confrontation, Guaiguai began to show off her talents. In order to compete with Bai Zhi, she tried her best - somersaulting on the concrete floor of the yard, singing an unpredictable medley of children's songs, and doing eye-catching little fart dances.

fart dance…

When she got excited, she even performed a set of unstructured bastard punches, beating the sky, the ground, and the air.

The main theme is that one person goes crazy and makes all the adults laugh.

Bai Zhi couldn't stand it any longer. After glancing at the camera, she spoke to stop Guaiguai's madness.

"Okay, come back quickly to wipe your sweat and drink some water!"

It happened that Guaiguai was tired and ran back panting and sweating profusely. Performing so many talents at once was a great test for the baby's physical strength.

Watching Guaiguai take a few swigs of drinks, Mrs. Chen looked left and right to look for Bai Jian'an.

"A'an, where's my luggage? Quickly bring me the chicken cakes I brought to Guaiguai."

Chicken pie!

Hearing these three words, Guaiguai stopped drinking. With suppressed excitement and desire in his eyes, he asked eagerly: "Grandma, did you bring some chicken cakes to Guaiguai~~"

Mrs. Chen nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "Your mother said you like chicken cakes and asked us to bring some for you."

"Thank you Grandma Zu~~Oh yeah oh yeah~~"

The obedient girl cheered and jumped up and down. She didn't feel tired when the delicious food was in front of her. She ran to wash her hands and wait to eat.

Bai Jian'an brought a big gift bag, and Mrs. Chen said that this was it. She put it on the ground and took out a red bag. Seeing this, she hurriedly came over to help.

When there is something delicious to eat, she is very enthusiastic and attentive.

Bai Zhi saw that there was no packaging, so she knew that these chicken cakes were not bought. She raised her eyebrows, and her slightly curved eyes were a bit happy, but also a bit nostalgic.

“Grandma, does Grandpa Bainian’s family still make chicken cakes?”

"Normally I don't make them, but I told him that our family likes chicken cakes, so he made them and asked us to bring them."

At this point, Mrs. Chen paused and looked at Bai Zhi, "He told you to eat a few more to see if his craftsmanship has deteriorated and the cakes he made are not delicious, so you guys

It’s been so long since the kids went to his house to ask for cakes.”

While they were talking, the girl on the other side picked up a piece of cake and put it in her mouth. When she heard what Mrs. Chen said, she rushed to reply: "It's delicious, the chicken cake is delicious~~"

Bai Zhi was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly, "How could the chicken cake made by Grandpa Bainian not be delicious?"

After saying that, she picked up a chicken cake, looked at it for a few times, then put it in her mouth and took a bite. The familiar taste suddenly brought her thoughts back to her childhood and youth.

Grandpa Bainian has been an old friend with her grandfather since childhood. They have a family tradition of making cakes as a livelihood. When she was a child, she and her friends would often go to Grandpa Bainian's house to beg for cakes.

In my memory, Grandpa Bainian was a very kind man who liked children very much. He would often tell them interesting stories about when he was learning to make cakes, and about selling cakes in the streets when he was young. He even told them

I will tell them some embarrassing things about their parents’ generation when they were young.

From his words, they also learned that their parents were also so greedy when they were young, and they would come to their door to ask for bread just like them.

It was a relatively carefree time. There were academic pressures and they had to rush to various cram schools in their spare time. However, the children always had a moment of leisure, eating delicious chicken cakes and listening to Grandpa Bainian.

He tells stories and sometimes learns how to make cakes from him.

It's just that no matter how delicious something is, you will get tired of it if you eat too much. Children will grow up and adults will grow old.

Later, as they grew up and became thin-skinned, and with increasing academic pressure, they were embarrassed and had no time to beg for bread any more. All these experiences in their childhood and adolescence became what they wrote in their books.

The words in the composition.

Recalling this, Bai Zhi's eye circles began to turn slightly red.

She suddenly remembered that in the penguin group, there was a friend who was a neighbor of Grandpa Bainian. He wrote in the composition that year that in the days when they did not go there anymore, Grandpa Bainian would still make some chicken pancakes every day.

, and then sat on the deck chair facing the door, holding the newspaper in his hand.

As if waiting for them.

It seemed like they were afraid that if they came, they would be disappointed if they didn't get the chicken pancakes.

When many friends saw this composition in the group, they joked that it was an over-interpretation. Now after listening to what her grandma told her, she realized that their grandpa Bai Nian was really waiting for them.

Her nose was sore, and she was feeling sad for spring and autumn, when she heard Guaiguai and Su Qinghe arguing again. She put her thoughts back and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but become happy.
Chapter completed!