"No! You are so good at eating...my mother will have a hard time..."
Ling Xuewei, who had just come out, felt warm when she heard this.
Their Mianmian is such a considerate little cotton-padded jacket, and they all know how to feel sorry for her.
"I don't eat much, really!" the little fat man pouted.
Mianmian and Diandian glanced at the empty plate in front of him.
Little fat man, "..."
He hurriedly pushed the empty plate in front of the thin pole, with a pair of innocent eyes.
Thin pole, "..."
Oh, friendship...
Ling Xuewei was amused and put down the freshly cut fruit, "After the snacks later, I will have someone take you to play in the maple forest in the back mountain. If you have nothing to do in the evening, you can stay and have dinner together."
"Wow...really?" Everyone's eyes lit up.
Ling Xuewei nodded, "However, the premise is that your family agrees."
"I'm fine... My family doesn't care about me..." The little fat man couldn't wait to step forward, almost without patting his chest to assure himself.
"I'll stay too!" Little Huzi Lu Yi said immediately. Although he wasn't as obsessed with eating as Fatty, he was still looking forward to playing with Diandian and Mianmian.
"Me too!"
"I'll stay too..."
…
Most of the children are willing to stay. Only a small number of children are strictly controlled by their families, but they still want to stay in their hearts.
So Ling Xuewei asked the housekeeper to deliver a message to their home.
After eating the snacks, the children swarmed out. Ling Xuewei specially asked the guards to follow them to ensure their safety.
When the time is almost up, let the kitchen prepare dinner.
Sweet and sour pork ribs, cola chicken wings, fish-flavored shredded pork, Kung Pao chicken, lychee meat, roasted eggplant, braised winter melon, crucian carp tofu soup, corn soup... the table was filled to the brim.
It was children who were invited, so she specifically told her that there should be less salt, less spicy, and the taste should be light. However, many of the dishes are sweet and sour, and the children like to eat them.
When the last dish was served, there was a noise outside, and then a group of dirty little carrot heads were seen running in. This one was carrying a basket of persimmons, that one was carrying a basket of grapes, and some
I actually picked a bunch of colorful flowers.
Lu Yi was actually holding a rabbit in his hand, and in a flash, the little fat man behind him was holding a bunch of little rabbits in his arms...
Is this poking a rabbit hole?
"Wow! It smells so good!"
"What did auntie do? It smells so good!"
After being late all afternoon, the little carrot heads were all hungry. Now that they smelled the aroma, their stomachs growled. The little fat man even jumped to the table and stared at the plate of chicken wings on the table, his eyes rolling for a moment.
Not instantaneously.
His mouth was slightly open, and a trace of suspicion flowed down his face.
He didn't even care about the little rabbit in his arms.
The little rabbit ran away, and for a moment, the sound of catching rabbits came from the pavilion.
"Mother, mother... Mianmian picked flowers for you... and gave them to you..." Mianmian gave her a bouquet of flowers.
Ling Xuewei took it and gave her little face a kiss, "Thank you, our little baby."
Mianmian's little face turned red, "Mother, what do you like?"
"I like it. As long as it is a gift from Mianmian, my mother will like it."
"Mom, there's still mine!" Diandian put a snow-white rabbit into her arms. The little rabbit had a round head and a round head, and the fur all over its body was snow-white. It was so cute.
"Dandian is so good."
Touching his little head, Diandian smiled brightly.
When the little tiger boy Lu Yi saw this scene, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.
It's so nice to touch my mother. His mother has never kissed him like this, and has never spoken to him in such a soft voice...
"Everyone go wash your hands first and then eat."
So I asked my servants to take them to wash their hands and tidy up. After a while, a bunch of little carrot heads sat in a row in front of the table.
"Everyone, let's start eating."
After saying this, the little fat man, who couldn't wait any longer, picked up a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth. The next second, his eyes lit up.
“Delicious!”
Ah ah ah ah!
“This is delicious!”
“This is delicious too!”
Soon, the little fat man stopped talking and just immersed himself in eating.
When the other children saw this, they immediately took off their chopsticks!
There were exclamations one after another. At first, the little girls couldn't let go, but seeing how popular the little fat guy was, he ate half of the Coke chicken wings every moment, so they hurriedly took action.
A food fighting soon broke out.
"Fat man, slow down! Your saliva is splashing all over me!"
"Where are these ribs? Why is there only one piece left?"
"This lychee meat is delicious, sour and sweet!"
…
The dinner table was very lively, and the little carrots were chattering. Originally, when they were at home, they could abide by the rules and dare not speak. Today, they were also inspired by the atmosphere.
The little fat man is a foodie. Even though he is quite big, he is very flexible and can move his chopsticks very quickly! Being led by him, others can't help but speed up.
Otherwise, if you go slower, you won’t be able to eat!
Lu Yi, on the other hand, was sitting in front of the table, his little body erect, and eating slowly and leisurely. It looked like he had a very strict upbringing.
Soon, he put down his bowl and chopsticks, "I'm full."
He looked like a young master from an aristocratic family.
Ling Xuewei served Diandian and Mianmian some dishes and looked at him, "Are you really full? You can eat more. Auntie, we don't have so many rules."
Ling Xuewei knew that in aristocratic families there was a rule of not eating more than three meals a day. The more aristocratic the family, the more particular they were about it.
Lu Yi looked hesitant, then the little fat man looked at him, "Hey? Don't you want to eat? Then give it to me!"
As soon as the little fat man stretched out his hand, Lu Yi snatched it away, "Who said I won't eat it?"
Ah ah ah ah!
Lu Yi stuffed the chicken wings into his mouth two or three times, chewed and swallowed. After eating, he didn't forget to look at him proudly.
The little fat man pouted. Unfortunately, he couldn't eat the last piece of chicken wing...
The little fat man's face was full of disappointment.
Seeing Lu Yi's bulging little face, a smile flashed in Ling Xuewei's eyes. Sure enough, she was still a child. Although she pretended to be an adult on weekdays, in fact, she still had a childish heart.
Ling Xuewei gave him a piece of pork ribs, and Lu Yi was startled.
"Eat, there's not enough."
Ling Xuewei smiled and said to him. Lu Yi stared at Ling Xuewei in a daze. Under the light and shadow, her face was like a fairy descending to earth, extremely beautiful.
Children can now distinguish between beauty and ugliness. Mianmian’s mother is so beautiful! She is prettier than several sisters in his family!
"What's wrong?"
"No, no..."
Lu Yi hurriedly lowered his head and his ears couldn't help but turn red.
Ling Xuewei looked at it and subconsciously rubbed his head.
Ling Xuewei didn't think much about it, after all, she often did this to Diandian and Mianmian.
Lu Yi's face turned even redder, like a red tomato.
His mother... had never treated him like this before. She was usually very strict. What she said the most was that he should abide by the rules, be top-notch, and study hard. If he did something wrong, she would hit his palm with a board.
Even if he did something right, the most his mother would say would be to keep up the good work and not to slack off.
I have never rubbed his head like this and spoken to him in such a gentle tone... (To be continued)