1179. Chapter 1179 There is a cute baby at home 13
The man pressed his lips down and kissed her red lips heavily.
A lingering and fiery kiss brings a new day.
When Lin Qianqian walked out, Jiang Siqiong and the two children had already had breakfast and they sat outside the door of the wooden house to fish.
Two children's poles, two little kids held in their hands, and their hanging short legs kicked around in the air.
I don't know how happy it is.
Colin showed off with smugness: "I caught two big fish the day before yesterday, it was so big."
He clamped the fishing rod with his calf and compared his small hands on his chest.
Betty screamed, looking envious: "It's so big? Then how can I eat it?"
"I didn't eat it, I let it go." After Colin finished the release gesture, he picked up the fishing rod on his calf again and continued: "We caught a lot of fish and shrimps before, so we put it down in the freezer and had to release it."
Where can Betty be patient fishing? Put the rod next to him and look at Colin seriously and conscientiously.
After listening for a while, she reached out and patted his shoulder: "No, I will help you eat it in the future, and no matter how many fish you have, you can eat it."
Colin nodded in agreement.
Jiang Siqiong laughed at him.
This foodie thinks that being able to eat is a glorious thing, but she said it with such confidence.
A fearful expression appeared on Betty's face and continued, "But I'm afraid of fish bones..., little brother, will you help me pick fish bones?"
"No need to choose, the fish here are all very big, with no bone spurs, only big fish bones."
"I'm not afraid of big fish bones."
"Um."
"Little brother, don't play with Xiaohua. She is so annoyed that she always pesters me to ask where you go."
"Which little flower?"
"It's the one sitting behind you, um..., I'm the one who was elected as the little red flower with me."
"Oh, I remember, she always wore a small white dress."
"Well, it's her, I hate her."
"oh."
"You can't like her, either."
"Why do I like her?"
"Hehe, just don't like it."
The two little kids talked illogically.
After hearing this, Lin Qianqian and Jiang Siqiong smiled and turned back to the wooden house.
"I left you breakfast and it was hot in the pot." Jiang Siqiong said to his friend who walked into the kitchen: "When we went out in the morning, we bought it when we saw fried dough sticks. I really didn't expect there were fried dough sticks here, and they were well made.
Looks like."
"Is it the one in the old uncle white beard?"
"Yes, have you visited it too?"
"Yes, his wife is Chinese, and fried dough sticks are her wife's hometown breakfast. They have been selling fried dough sticks here for twenty years."
"Wow, it's really rare."
"Yes." Lin Qianqian brought out the hot fried dough sticks and white porridge, turned around and brought out the beef brisket noodles. She smelled it: "You made it, I smelled the familiar smell."
"I think you'll want to eat it, so I cooked some."
Jiang Siqiong poured them two white glasses of water. As soon as she sat down, she saw Yan Mubei walking out with her slippers.
The man sat down next to his wife and still nodded at her indifferently as saying hello.
Jiang Siqiong knew that this was already the man's greatest politeness. If it were someone else, his eldest son would not even look down on you.
Lin Qianqian moved the beef brisket companion to him: "You try it, Arqiong's skills are good."