"Hey, hey, you have to speak clearly, son! If you act like this, your mother will think that I broke the tank on purpose."
Lu Chixiao pointed at his son who was angry and funny, and then explained to the child's mother: "I sneezed, and he couldn't hold it steady and fell to the ground."
Speaking of which, he should be the one who feels aggrieved. He should be the one who throws himself into the mother's arms and cries!
"Who knew that this tank could survive such a fall? It was torn into pieces when it fell from such a height."
While muttering, Baozi dad compared his height and complained angrily: "Xiao Liu's skills are not good, look at me next time... that's right!"
He patted his forehead and remembered.
"The bullet casings I asked Mingsong to send should have arrived. Why has no one come to deliver the package receipt? I'll go to the post office and ask."
He dusted off his trousers and stood up, reaching for the little bun with his big hands: "Let's go! Son, daddy will take you to find more bullets. How about making a tank bigger and more powerful than this one? Make it as big as this -"
Mr. Lu made a casual gesture.
Little Baozi raised his little face from Xu Suizhu's arms, opened his fleshy arms, and imitated his gesture of opening his arms: "Big?"
"Yes! Would you like to make one as big as this?"
Xu Suizhu couldn't help but remind her: "Don't make random promises. If you can't keep it later, do you still want to make your son cry?"
"Isn't it just gluing bullets into tanks? It's not like I've never done that before. Don't worry!" Lu Chixiao was full of confidence. "I asked Mingsong to send a lot of bullet casings. If I don't have enough, I'll ask him to send them back."
Then, he took the little bun and said, "Come! Mom wants to cook, and dad will take you out to play. Do you want to walk by yourself or take a stroller?"
"Walk!"
Little Baozi Xiong Jiujiu opened his short legs proudly and followed Baozi's father out of the courtyard.
Xu Suizhu looked down at the scattered remains of the tank in his arms, and was a little confused: wouldn't it be faster and simpler to glue this old one together than to make a new one? The boss can't understand this operation.
ah.
Who knows what Mr. Lu is thinking: How can his son’s favorite toy be given by someone else? It must come from him!
The two men went to the post office and actually got a package back.
The post office staff on duty recognized him. Wow, isn’t this Teacher Xu’s man? It turns out that this package belongs to him! No wonder no one was home when delivering the package a few days ago. Teacher Xu always returns to the fishing village during holidays.
So, he took the initiative to roll out the cart and help deliver the package to his home. He also said hello to Xu Suizhu: "Teacher Xu, my child has also transferred to the town to study this year. He is in the class you teach. If he doesn't obey, you just have to discipline him."
, His dad and I have absolutely nothing to say!"
It wasn't until the person left that Xu Suizhu realized what she was doing and looked at Lu Chixiao: "She just said her child's name, and which class is it specifically?"
"No." Mr. Lu shrugged.
"..."
Asking her to just train her but not telling her the name of the child, is this parent really big-hearted or smart? Or is she just trying to get close?
I turned around and found that Mr. Lu had already opened the package.
Little Baozi squatted next to him, and when he saw the bullet casing exposed, he cheered: "Ey! Ey!"
"Yes! Son, this is the material for making tanks! But it's not possible yet. We have to rinse these bullet shells with water first and let them dry before they can be glued. This is glue, a special adhesive made by my father's unit. It is very sticky.
, don’t touch Doudou.”
"oh!"
Little Baozi squatted next to his father with his hands on his knees. When Mr. Lu said something, he would tilt his head and respond. Although he didn't understand, he was very cooperative.
Lu Chixiao took out everything in the package and found that there was a document bag at the bottom. When he opened it, he was embarrassed.
Mingsong put this photo under the glass table of his desk. He also packed up the information and sent it over. Among them, the big head is particularly conspicuous.
"Mother of the child!"
Being embarrassed alone is not as good as being embarrassed by others.
Boss Lu waved the ten-dollar bill in his hand to Xu Suizhu without feeling ashamed.
Xu Suizhu was puzzled and asked him what he was doing.
"Do you know who gave this to me?" Mr. Lu's mysterious tone still contained a hint of embarrassment.
"Who? Your suitor?" Xu Suizhu glanced at him with a half-smile, then turned and went into the kitchen.
"..."
Oops, it seems like I shot myself in the foot.
Just as Lu Chixiao was about to explain, his trouser leg was grabbed by his son.
"Come on! Eh! Eh!" Little Baozi pointed at the bullet shells and urged him to build a tank quickly.
Didn’t you agree to build a bigger and more powerful one for him? Why haven’t you started yet?
"..."
What can Lu Chixiao do? He knelt down to discuss with his son: "Son! Your mother seems to be unhappy. I'll go over and calm her down. And you see, it's almost dinner time. Can we finish it after dinner?"
"No!" Little Baozi protested simply.
"..."
While the two men were staring at each other, Xu Suizhu brought the dishes to the table, announced that dinner was ready, and took the little bun to the kitchen to wash his face and hands.
"Well!"
Little Baozi complained as he walked, not using his body language to express his words.
Lu Chixiao took a look and saw that this little scoundrel actually learned how to file a complaint? That's amazing! He quickly went over to defend himself: "Teacher Xu, you must distinguish right from wrong and make a fair decision. You can't listen to one side or the other!"
Xu Suizhu: "..."
At this moment, I felt like I had two babies...
Fortunately, it was dinner time, and Xu Suizhu came up with her secret trick for coaxing babies—food temptation.
"Look, honey, this is Mama's new snack. Isn't it cute? Do you want to try one?"
They were the only family of three at home today, and Baozi's father kept coaxing little Baozi outside, so she was lazy and took out her cooking treasure to cook.
Looking through the ingredients at home and in the parcel compartment, I found several kilograms of large prawns, but I had to eat the steamed eggs with shrimps, stir-fried beans with shrimps and other small buns. What should I do?
Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she thought of tempura, a popular and delicious snack in Japanese cuisine.
In fact, it is not difficult to make it yourself, but the cooking tool makes it better - oily but not greasy, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The key is that it looks great.
She also made a bowl of special dipping sauce using ginger paste, rice vinegar, and soy sauce. She pinched the shrimp tails, dipped a little bit of the sauce, and fed it to the little bun.
Little Baozi had never seen this kind of food before, and his curiosity made him forget that Yili Mulu was accusing his father just a second ago, and he took a small tentative bite.
"Is it delicious?" Xu Suizhu asked him with a smile.
The little bun's bright eyes opened wide and he nodded vigorously.
"want!"
"Okay, baby, you were very good today, Mom, can I reward you with two? There will be steamed eggs and pumpkin cakes later."
"cake?"
Little Baozi likes to eat all kinds of snacks made by old pumpkins. He especially likes the soft, glutinous and sweet pumpkin-shaped steamed cakes. His appetite has improved and he can eat two in one meal.
Mr. Lu is having fun.
The brat had three dishes to himself, and the snack was pumpkin pie made by his mother.
"Teacher Xu……"
Xu Suizhu turned around and stuffed a piece of tempura into his mouth.