Lan Qingyue turned over, her voice still lazy, but with a bit more coldness, "Zijin has already told you, I only eat cakes made by my wife. Since you gave them to me, I also ate them."
Okay, whether you throw it away or not, it has nothing to do with you."
After that, he yawned lazily and reached out to lift up the fishing rod lying on the side. A fat and big carp jumped out of the water and struggled desperately in the air. Under the sun, the golden fish scales reflected translucency.
of light.
The boy clapped his hands happily and said, "Daddy is so awesome. We have braised fish tonight."
Lan Qingyue raised her eyes to look at the sky, took up the fishing line, threw the carp into the bucket, stood up, stretched, and said, "It's getting late, your mother is still waiting for me to make braised fish for her to eat, Zijin, let's row the boat back.
Home."
Anyone who sees this scene will find it strange, and at the same time, they will also secretly curse someone who lets a one-year-old kid row a boat while he lazily lies on the bow of the boat and looks at the scenery with a leisurely expression on his face.[
But when they saw the paddle being easily cut open on the hand of a baby who was over one year old and still full of milk, their attention soon shifted to the baby.
People who saw this scene for the first time were first angry and then shocked.
But for those who have seen it several times every day, this is nothing new.
People who often spend time on the lake know that in the city where they live, there is a little boy who is as strong as an ox.
At just over a year old, he can do anything adults can do.
Rowing and other things are nothing.
Others saw the little boy helping an old man in his sixties carry a bag of several dozen kilograms of rice onto the boat.
Dozens of kilograms of rice... A little kid over one year old could easily carry it without any pressure.
The woman on the boat nearby has been completely ignored by the father and son.
The boat was slowly driving on the lake. The sunset was setting, and the remaining sun was spread on the water, half of the river was rustling and half of the river was red.
The sunset on the horizon is like a colorful gauze woven by fairies, coating the lake with a layer of warm orange-red.
The breeze swept across the lake, causing ripples.
The boat carrying the father and son gradually moved away.
The girl stood on the bow of the boat and stared blankly, then suddenly burst into tears.
Probably because I have never experienced such embarrassment in my whole life.
No one was there to comfort her. They had to encounter this kind of thing many times every day.
The sky is getting darker and there are fewer and fewer boats on the lake.
At this time, people who have been busy for a day have to go home for dinner.
No matter at any time or anywhere, home is a place that will always be missed.[
Just saying this word will make people feel warm in their hearts.
The boat stopped next to a three-story building.
Wisps of green smoke emitted from the chimney on the roof.
"Dad, mother is cooking."
The boy jumped off the boat, holding the carp that Lan Qingyue had caught in his hand, and jumped up the stairs, "Mother, the baby is back."
A pale pink figure caught the little guy running towards her arms, "Where's daddy?"
The boy shook the carp in his hand cautiously and said with a smile, "Down below, mother, daddy caught a big carp today, and the baby wants to eat braised fish."
"Okay, mother will do it for you."
The woman has the most beautiful face in the world, with skin as crystal clear as snow, and a gentle smile hanging on her stunning face.