The first thousand two hundred and fourteenth chapters
"Baby, what's wrong?" Li Feng saw the disappointed look on his daughter's face, touched the baby's little head and asked with concern, why was he still chirping and so energetic after a while? Baby Li turned into a frost-beaten eggplant.
That's it. The baby's mouth was flat, his head lowered, his little feet kicked, and he didn't speak.
"Uncle Third, I know, the baby's spicy can has been burst, and the baby can't eat the popsicles, it's so delicious." The second fat man teased Baby Li, and the second fat boy chased after the second fat boy angrily.
Fatty laughed and ran away, shaving his little face shyly as he ran. "Bad Fatty, the baby won't play with you anymore." The baby wrinkled his little nose, snorted, and looked back at the second kid,
Linlin and the others were still pressing against the spicy pot, while the baby's face was gloomy and his little head was drooping.
"Baby, look what daddy is doing?" Li Feng held the baby's little hand. The baby opened his eyes wide and looked at his father's big hand with surprise as he hit more than ten spicy cans. "Wow, daddy is so awesome, there are so many spicy cans.
"Can the baby want three?" The baby ordered three of the spicy cans. Li Feng didn't expect that this girl didn't want them all at once.
"Sister Chacha, little cousin Lingdang, come quickly, look at daddy's many spicy cans." Although Baobao Li had such a good thing, he didn't swallow Chacha Bell all by himself. Several of Qi Qi's spicy cans were broken.
, that’s it, the baby took three first, the ones he thought were the best, Li Feng counted them, and found a total of fifteen. The baby took three and there were twelve left, and the little guys took two each.
indivual.
"The baby is here, and the baby has a pot of spicy food." Li Baobao happily twisted his little butt and squeezed into the crowd. Li Feng smiled and looked at the energetic little chubby girl. Compared with the lost little girl just now,
Face, Li Feng prefers this energetic little girl.
"Sir, do you still have some spicy cans?" Li Feng was stunned, and a middle-aged woman in her thirties asked in a low voice. The woman was holding a little boy of six or seven years old in her hand, her big eyes full of hope.
By Li Feng.
"Spicy cans? I'm sorry, I don't have any anymore. Hey." Li Feng touched his pocket and found two more that had just been left. "There are two more." "Can you sell them to me? Can one piece be all right?" Li Feng
I'm really confused now. Spicy cans can be sold for a dollar each, which is a bit too expensive. These are not just the popular spicy cans, these ordinary spicy cans can be found in the mountains.
"No, these two are for you." Li Feng handed it to the little boy next to him. Unexpectedly, he didn't take it seriously. The little boy's mother was a little embarrassed and just bought Li Feng a bottle of Coke. Li Feng refused several times.
, and finally said thank you.
"Hahaha, the baby has won." The little girl excitedly pointed at Erhai's hand, which was a dark-skinned high-end product that could hold up to five spicy cans. This was one of Erhai's few spicy cans.
Yes, these are spicy pots that grow on tree trunks or large branches. Among them, blackheads are most likely to appear. This kind of spicy pots can be said to be the best among the spicy pots, and it is more powerful than the spotted spicy pots.
Much more.
The second child can't believe that his big blackhead was broken by a little girl like Li Baobao. The second child is not stupid. He is so strong that he takes advantage of it. A baby with the same hardness is easier to break. Is it possible that the baby is so spicy?
The jar was still the best, and sure enough, after a while, the baby was killed, Linlin and Erya, and the baby who was finally making fun of her had his dick removed. Baby Li was in the limelight for a while, and the little girl was so proud that her little tail was raised high.
.Li Feng knocked angrily, and Li Baobao restrained himself a little.
"Baby sister, you are so awesome. I have a popsicle. Do you want to eat it?" If you win five spicy cans in a row, you can get a free popsicle sponsored by Li Can Supermarket. At that time, it was cheap at 20 cents a popsicle.
, but the child still happily took it. The second child just got one, and now the baby also gets one. "Uncle Can, the baby wants to eat cream popsicles, not red popsicles." Baby Li doesn't know the price difference between red popsicles and cream.
The little girl pouted, and pointed at the beautifully packaged cream popsicles in the cardboard box. Li Can smiled bitterly, this little girl, how can she open her head? These competitions provide eighty popsicles in a box, and the purchase price is only RMB 6
It costs 1 yuan, less than a dime a stick, but the purchase price of these creams is at least 30 cents a stick.
Li Can was not reluctant to give one to the baby, but there were many little dolls behind him. Li Xin glared at Li Can angrily. "Okay, okay, uncle will bring you cream." "Baby, you."
Why did you tell your mother that you can only eat one popsicle a day?" As soon as Li Feng said this, Baby Li lowered his head, but his big eyes still glanced at the cream popsicle in Li Can's hand. Li Feng winked at Li Can,
Li Can smiled and took a few bags of apple peels and stuffed them into the baby's hands.
Li Feng pulled Li Baobao, who was a little unhappy. "You can hang the sesame oil bottle on your little mouth." Li Baobao pouted his little mouth, and Li Feng was so happy, what a silly girl. "Baby, let's come again, I still have a lot of spicy cans.
." Er Fei ran home and got his own spicy cans, which contained more than ten spicy cans.
"The baby is very powerful." The baby suddenly became proud, and the second fat man glanced at his mouth disdainfully. "Huh, little brat, come on, don't cry if you lose later." "Baby doesn't know that." Li
Bao Baobao took out his own spicy can, and Li Feng watched from the side. Bao Baobao's hands were small, so it was a bit difficult to hold the spicy can, but the spicy can was better. Er Fei missed it again and again. Seeing that he couldn't do it, he made himself spicy again.
All the spicy cans were lost.
"I'm not as knowledgeable as your little brat." After saying that, he turned around and left with his own cans and bottles. Li Feng was happy and Bao Bao pouted. "Stingy, Uncle Can, Bao Bao won again, five." Li Feng said.
The baby came to report the results. Li Can smiled bitterly. This girl's spicy pot is too good. This time she took a few bags of sour powder. "Hahaha, sister Chacha, little cousin Lingdang, look at the baby winning a lot of sour food.
pink."
It's nice to have sour and sour cans without the popsicles. Li Feng's children had a good time, but Li Feng found something was wrong. He had more than ten spicy cans, except for a few that were broken, most of them could survive five. Now Li Feng
Can was a little dumbfounded. After a while, Li Feng's doll won five popsicles, and a little boy from a small town raised his hands excitedly. Li Can counted five popsicles here.
"Thank you, uncle, I'll treat you to it." The little boy took out a dollar and bought a cream popsicle for Li Feng. The child actually chose two bags of sour powder like the baby. "Thank you," Li Feng.
He didn't refuse and took a bite and handed it to the baby next to him. "Eat less." "Well, thank you, little brother." The baby was happy with Chacha and the three bells, and you ate a cream popsicle in one bite.
While eating, Baby Li stretched out his little feet and puffed out his little chest proudly. "Brother, look at the baby's feet. The big turtle bit them. The baby caught a big turtle. It's so big and can be sold for a lot of money. The baby doesn't even have it."
For sale."
"Really?" "Well, the baby caught the big turtle, right daddy?" Li Baobao raised his head, pulled Li Feng's clothes with his little hands and shook them twice. "Yes, the baby is amazing." "Yeah, the baby didn't.
Liar."
Li Feng shook his head. I don’t know how many people had seen Baby Li’s toes. “Sir, the baby is so cute.” “Haha, your Zeng Xiong is quite well-behaved, but this girl of mine is very naughty.”
"Child? It's better to be naughty. My Xiongxiong is not good at it. He is usually taciturn and doesn't like to talk much. It's better when he comes to Lijiagang. It's been good to play with the second child and several children these days. Today I heard that the spicy pot
He even clamored to participate in the competition, but unfortunately his father and I don’t know what the spicy cans are like, so we worked for a long time and couldn’t find any.” The woman said and sighed. This child is too quiet and worrying, and he is worried about autism.
.
Li Feng is not afraid that his child will suffer from autism, but he does have a bit of ADHD. In the spicy pot competition, the Taolin Xiaoyuan team led by Bao Bao won a great victory and took the top three places, namely Bao Bao, Xiaoxin and Zhuangzhuang.
, Chacha, Lingdang, and Qi Qi entered the top ten. Lian Lian, a non-staff member, could only get a lollipop as an encouragement award. This girl did not dislike it and proudly showed it to Li Feng.
On the way home, Baby Li, who was holding a pile of sour powder, apple peels, and raisins, reluctantly looked back at Li Can Supermarket and asked, "Dad, will Uncle Can hold a competition tomorrow? Baby will still participate."
"Uncle Can, you don't dare to do it anymore. Look at you, you're going to bring all the sour noodles from Uncle Can's home." Li Feng pinched Baby Li's little face. This greedy guy is still thinking about popsicles. Li Feng
Chan was actually thinking about whether it would still be held, and finally thought about it, it would be better to wait for two days. Li Feng took out the small blackboard and wrote in the purchase column: hornet's nest, small 50 cents, large piece. Finally, he wrote the day after tomorrow
The spicy canned competition was held, and the prizes changed. Li Feng looked at the supermarket and wrote down what was not easy to sell. The spicy canned competition can attract many parents from the city to watch with their children. Li Can, for a while
I sold drinks and snacks worth more than 200 yuan.
When I got home, several children were wandering under the peach tree with their eyes wide open. Li Feng couldn't stop them. These little guys heard that there were spicy pots on the peach trees, and their eyes lit up. Li Feng, on the other hand,
I understand. When I was a kid, I would go out early on Sunday morning in search of spicy pots, and would not come back for lunch, because the spicy pots were often smoked by my father. At this time, the children in the family were not doing well compared to me at that time.
Young Master. Li Feng didn't care too much. Who would have thought that the second child, Er Fei, Linlin, Er Ye, Cong Zi, and a dozen city kids would all come to Li Feng's house.
"Uncle, this is Bao Bao's peach tree, and the spicy cans belong to Bao Bao." Li Bao Bao stopped angrily. When the second child came, he found two big papas, but he was extremely envious of Li Bao Bao.
How many babies can be compared here?
"Baby stingy, we all took you to my hill to look for spicy cans. If you don't let us come to your house, we won't play with you anymore." Erya put her hands on her waist and pointed at the baby. The baby pursed his lips.
nodded.
"Okay then, I'll let you find the baby." Li Baobao thought for a moment and nodded. He won't do it without taking her to play. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to register for Piaotian Literature
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