"Yeah." Xiao Zimeng looked at her with wet eyes, tears rolling down his face, and his nose was red.
"You just stay here and help your mommy while daddy catches fish for you." In the past, Ye Fan wouldn't believe that he would do such a thing even if he died.
Tong Caiwei was also surprised. She looked at him and opened her lips slightly, "You... want to catch fish?"
"I want to eat Tangtang." Although Ye Fan's tone was a bit helpless, it was more of a doting one.
The little guy came out happily, he didn't want to disappoint her.
Tong Caiwei frowned and glanced at the river. Although the water didn't look deep, how could he go to the river to fish in a suit and leather shoes?
Besides, even if you dote on your daughter, you still have to have a certain limit.
Whatever she wants to do, everything depends on her.
If this continues, little Zimeng will be spoiled by him sooner or later.
She didn't know what Xiao Zimeng was thinking.
She didn’t really want to eat fish, but she watched a TV series and thought it was interesting to grill things in the wild. If it was actually grilled, she must not think it tastes good.
"You can't rely on her for everything, Fan. You will spoil the child. I won't allow you to go."
After saying that, Tong Caiwei lowered her head and said to little Zimeng, who was looking longingly at Ye Fan, "Tangtang, you can't let daddy catch fish for you. Mommy will be angry if you keep messing around."
Xiao Zimeng pursed her lips and said aggrievedly, "I didn't say that I wanted Daddy to go."
Seeing Tong Caiwei's face darken, Xiao Zimeng didn't dare to really make her angry, so he hugged her thigh and said coquettishly, "Mommy, I don't eat fish anymore. I don't eat fish anymore. Don't be angry."
Tong Caiwei knelt down, looked at her level, and said in a soft voice, "Tangtang, the river is very dangerous. Which is more important, the fish or daddy?"
Little Zimeng said without hesitation, "Daddy."
"That's right, what if daddy goes to help you catch fish and encounters any danger? If you want to eat fish, we will bring the fishing rod to catch it ourselves, but we must not run into the river to catch it ourselves, understand?
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Xiao Zimeng thought for a while, nodded and said, "Mommy, I understand."
Tong Caiwei touched her head, and the family came out happily. She didn't want to spoil the fun because of herself, "Don't you want to bake something to eat? Mommy brought chicken legs. You can bake them by yourself later, okay?"
Xiao Zimeng nodded, completely giving up the idea of fishing.
The dishes are washed at home.
After cutting it, pour it into the pot.
The seasonings were also prepared early in the morning. Tong Caiwei cooked many vegetables, shrimps, and meatballs into one pot.
This way of eating is her own creation, which saves time and trouble, tastes particularly good, and is rich in nutrients.
On one side she was cooking, and on the other side Ye Fan was helping roast chicken legs.
Tong Caiwei is very much looking forward to the taste of the chicken legs baked by Lord Ye Fan himself.
She had never seen Ye Fan cooking.
However, she felt that the taste would not be bad.
I think back then, Mu Tianling was also a distinguished young master of the Yis family. He cooked pasta for the first time and it tasted quite good.
Ye Fan's mind and intelligence are no worse than Mu Tianling's.
However, sometimes, what you want and what you expect and the results are often two different things.
Ye Fan had roasted the chicken legs.
The chicken legs were roasted to a golden color, looked very appetizing, and smelled delicious.