"Okay, okay, come and have lunch quickly. Taozi and Chenchen are what you two like to eat. Your mother started preparing it a week before the holiday. Don't let them down. !!" Professor Shen interrupted with a smile, standing at the edge of the dining table, waving to them and telling them to take a seat quickly.
After a lunch, Taozi was very satisfied. Two oily little hands were raised in the air, and a pair of black and white eyes continued to scan the table for any food that had not been eliminated.
Shen Mochen sat next to Tao Zi while eating elegantly, forming a sharp contrast.
Turning his head and looking at the pile of bones and shrimp shells piled in front of Taozi, Shen Mochen shook his head helplessly and whispered: "Looking at it, it really looks like he came back from Africa after starving for a month. He almost ate all the food in one meal. It gave me three meals…”
"You bastard, what are you talking about!?" He Yue knocked Shen Mochen on the head angrily and said to him with raised eyebrows: "Eating so many peaches means that her mother and I are good at craftsmanship. What do you know! ??”
He Yue paused and turned to Taozi with a smile and said: "Taozi, tell your godmother what you like to eat. She will buy your favorite vegetables in the afternoon and cook them for you in the evening, okay!?"
"Okay!!" Taozi nodded without hesitation. A pair of oily little hands floated in the air for a long time, and finally reached into the lobster pot again, pulled out a bright red and plump big lobster, and continued to peel off the shrimp shells happily. .
"Hey..." Shen Mochen shook his head helplessly, secretly wondering in his mind whether he should ask his senior to arrange some more work for him, so as to ensure that he would effortlessly raise Taozi to be white and fat in the future.
The family was enjoying a meal together at the dining table here, and Taozi's cell phone that had been thrown on the sofa in the living room suddenly rang persistently.
Taozi reluctantly glanced at the crayfish that was struggling with it, rolled her big black and white eyes, and begged Shen Mochen, who had clean hands next to her: "Husband...my mobile phone..."
"..." Shen Mochen held the rice bowl in one hand and the chopsticks reaching for the ribs in the other hand. He paused helplessly. A pair of dark and deep eyes glanced at Taozi. Under her pleading eyes, Reluctantly, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, walked to the living room and helped Taozi take the phone, then pressed the answer button, handed it to Taozi's ear and said, "It's Zhao Xue."
"Hey, Xiaoxue??" Taozi's head tilted slightly towards Shen Mochen's palm, and she reluctantly put her ear to the receiver. Her two oily little hands still kept fighting with the lobster unremittingly.
"Taozi, are you back??" Zhao Xue's voice came from the microphone, with a hint of anxiety and impatience.
"Well, I'm back. I got home in the morning and I'm having lunch now. Xiaoxue, when do we have time to come out and get together?" Taozi stuffed the peeled lobster meat into his mouth and answered vaguely. road.
"Come out this afternoon, Taozi..." Zhao Xue's voice paused, and then continued: "Ling Yun is coming back..."
"Huh?? What???" Taozi was stunned for a moment when she heard the name. This person has disappeared from their lives for almost two years...
