The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and the warm air was blowing. Li Manjun sighed comfortably: "It's better to be at home."
Nian Nian stood next to her mother, sniffed it with her little nose, and found Li Manjun's bulging jacket. She immediately asked out of curiosity: "Mom, it smells so good. Did you bring me something delicious?"
"You are such a clever little kid." Li Manjun tapped her daughter's little nose, opened her jacket, and revealed a bowl full of tamales, "Dang, dang, dang!"
"Wow~" Nian Nian clapped her hands happily, stood on tiptoes and reached out to pull down her mother's hand, "Let me see what it is!"
Li Manjun hurriedly warned, "Be careful, it's about to fall."
Nian Nian said "Oh" and the strength of the pull with her hands was a little lighter. Li Manjun motioned for her to give in and put the things on the dining table.
I haven’t eaten steamed pork with rice noodles for years, but I just thought the stuff in this bowl was so fragrant. I asked my mother what it was while smelling it.
"It's steamed rice noodles, made from pork."
They have to eat every year. Li Manjun asked Zhao Yong: "Didn't you have dinner?"
Zhao Yong replied softly: "Of course I did, and I ate a lot."
Li Manjun waved her daughter over to him, touched her belly, and frowned, "Didn't you tell her to eat less?"
Zhao Yong coughed twice and forgot.
"Mom, I want to eat some meat." Nian Nian stretched out his little finger and made a few gestures.
Li Manjun shook his head and asked Aunt Guo to put the vegetables in the refrigerator, "We'll eat it tomorrow. You ate too much today and you can't eat anymore. Look at your belly. You haven't finished digesting it yet. If you eat more, you won't be able to sleep at night." .”
Nian Nian sighed "Hey" and said, "That's good~"
I rubbed my belly. It seemed a little full. "Mom, rub your belly."
Li Manjun nodded her little head helplessly, carried her to the sofa, and rubbed her belly.
Zhao Yong came over and told Li Manjun: "Today I went to pick up Nian Nian, and the kindergarten teacher said that their New Year's Day performance requires parents to prepare props."
"Huh?" Li Manjun asked curiously: "What props should I prepare?"
Looking down at the lazy little man in his arms, Xinqi asked: "Are you going to perform on New Year's Day?"
Nian Nian responded twice and said she wanted to sing, a swallow song, and wear a floral skirt.
Zhao Yong said hurriedly: "Yes, we just need to prepare a floral skirt. The girl has a red top and a green skirt. We also need to make two flowers to hold in our hands."
After saying that, I got up and got the template given by the teacher. It was a large piece of paper with the outline of the petals printed on it. Parents should cut out the petals piece by piece and then put them together to make two palm-sized flowers. hand flower.
"This is interesting." Li Manjun raised her chin to Zhao Yong, "Go get the scissors and do it now. This is simple, but I thought it was something complicated."
Zhao Yong was just waiting for her to come back, thinking it would be more interesting for the family of three to complete this handmade flower together.
He nodded immediately and went to get the scissors.
Li Manjun put her daughter down on the ground. Her belly was no longer bloated. She went to the room to find costumes for the little girl.
There are red tops, and no matter how bad they are, there is also a large red flowered jacket made by grandma.
It’s this green skirt. It seems I haven’t bought any green pants or skirts for Nian Nian. I can’t find them.
Li Manjun came out with the red coat. The father and daughter had already cut off the petals and placed them neatly on the coffee table piece by piece. They were careful not to let out any air for fear of blowing the pieces of paper away.
Li Manjun held up the coat and asked her daughter to come over and try it on. It was last year's coat, and she didn't know if it could still be worn.
Niannian carefully stepped away from the coffee table, then sped up and trotted to her mother's side to try on clothes cooperatively.
"It's small." Nian Nian frowned and raised her arms. The sleeves were about to slip to her elbows and were tightly bound. She shouted loudly: "It's stuck!"
Zhao Yong turned his head and looked over, unable to hold back his laughter.
Li Manjun was also very happy. Seeing her daughter twisting and looking uncomfortable, she hurriedly took it off.
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Then go buy a set. There should be a lot of them on the commercial pedestrian street. Buy a cheap set to deal with it."
Zhao Yong asked: "Would you like to borrow a set from Shirley Zhong? Anyway, it will only be worn once."
This kind of performance clothes has unique colors and cannot be worn outside the house.
"That's a good idea!" Li Manjun blinked at Zhao Yong and decided.
Zhao Yong asked her to put the flowers together first, and don't be in a hurry to dress, as there were still several days before New Year's Day.
This is the first time to perform on the stage every year. The children are looking forward to it and prepare very carefully. Seeing their parents looking like they are just trying to cope with it casually, they puff out their mouths in displeasure.
Zhao Yong saw his daughter looking as angry as a frog. He almost couldn't hold back his laughter, so he touched Li Manjun with his feet under the table and cheered her up.
Li Manjun was busy gluing petals with syrup and glared at him angrily, "What are you doing!"
Zhao Yong: "..."
She reached out and wanted to pinch her daughter's angry face, but the little girl turned her face away and wouldn't touch it.
However, the child's temper comes and goes quickly. When Li Manjun put the flowers in front of her, she was immediately immersed in the beautiful flowers and forgot about her performance clothes.
Li Manjun thought to herself, the little kid doesn't know the goods, she will know when she goes to the studio to see it.
Sherry has actively developed the field of children's clothing this year, with good results. She has also set up a children's clothing design department, and the clothes in there will definitely dazzle her every year.
As expected, Li Manjun took time out two days later to take her daughter to the studio to borrow clothes. When she saw the colorful and beautiful dresses in the showroom, she opened her mouth in awe.
Assistant Shirley Zhong came over to help with the selection and directly found a rose-shaped haute couture skirt made of woolen material. Just wear it with a white sweater underneath and you won't have to worry about freezing.
What's even more coincidental is that the upper body is made of red blooming roses and the lower body is a leg-covering green tight skirt. The colors completely meet the teacher's requirements.
Nian Nian fell in love badly. After trying on the clothes, they were a little too big, so the designer changed her clothes to a smaller size on the spot. It was no problem to wear her clothes twice temporarily.
"Mom, are you dressed up?" she kept asking every year after she changed out of her clothes, for fear that Li Manjun would neglect her beautiful dress.
Li Manjun took the gift bag wrapped by the assistant and nodded funnyly, "Put it in a box in the bag so it won't be damaged."
Shirley Zhong hurried over after finishing her busy work. Seeing Li Manjun holding a bag in her hand, she asked in surprise: "Have you finished trying them all? So fast? Don't you want to try a few more sets?"
Li Manjun patted her daughter on the shoulder and told her not to stare at the gift bag and call someone.
Not only is Nian Nian beautiful, she also loves beauty. Seeing Shirley Zhong dressed in black woolen clothes, with wavy red lips, and charming, her eyes were dull for a moment, and then she happily shouted: "Aunt Shirley! You are so pretty..."
Her tone softened, but when she saw Shirley Zhong's beautiful smile, she became dull again.
His little body unconsciously moved closer to her, he raised his head and looked at every part of her body, and his little hand unconsciously stretched out to hold her hand, looking like he was intoxicated.