abnabooks Chapter 374
Chapter 374
The thirty second dragon scale (8)
Happiness comes very quickly and goes quite quickly. As soon as the fragrant wood Duan Jin had a rudiment, someone knocked on the door of the study. Listening to the voice, ah Xin carefully said that the ribs and dumplings were steamed. Before Duan Jin spoke, his wife in his arms went out, didn't look at him, and didn't look back!
That's what Linglong ordered before she came to the study. Now that she's done, of course she won't continue to waste time on Duan Jin. She doesn't want to learn wood carving and is not interested in it.
Obviously, ribs dumplings are more attractive to her.
With mercy, dou chukai's ignorant adult Duan holds an unformed wood carving and looks blankly.
Linglong wanted to eat it yesterday, but there was no fresh spare ribs in Tianfu yesterday. The cook went out to buy it this morning and specially came back to make steamed dumplings for her. The spare ribs were chopped very delicately. When they were dipped in Millet vinegar and pepper, the gods didn't change.
She sat alone and ate slowly. By the way, she asked the servants to send the other copies to others. Ah Xin answered and sent dumplings. When she came back, she brought the little fat man back. At the sight of his mother, the little fat man with two big tears was overjoyed. He tried his best to reach out to Linglong in the stroller, which meant to hold her.
Linglong took him to his lap, so he sat down and watched his mother eat dumplings. Although he likes to eat and is inevitably greedy, he never starts to grab. When adults eat, he can only look at it with eager eyes and grasp it in vain. Now his eyes were glued to the dumplings and he was interested in the dark sauce. Why does my mother dip it before eating? Is that better than milk?
Linglong was so cruel that she ate a whole plate of ribs dumplings in front of an innocent and lovely child, and there was none left. But at last, her conscience suddenly found that she left a small piece of dumpling skin for the little fat man to taste. He didn't have a few teeth. He had a taste of dumpling skin. If he couldn't bite, he grinded with tender baby teeth, making his hands full of saliva.
She was so disgusted that she almost threw him off her knee. Finally, when the tasteless dumpling skin was thrown away, the little fat man looked at it reluctantly, and he wanted to smack it again.
When Duan Jin comes back, what ribs dumplings? He has no share at all. His wife was playing with her son. When she saw him coming back, she told him, "except for my mother and my brothers and sisters, I left one for you, but you haven't come for too long. I'm afraid of the cold, so I helped you eat."
Duan Jin thought, won't you send someone to call me?
As soon as he entered the room, he smelled the tempting smell. After staying in the study for so long, he was very hungry. He didn't know that his wife didn't leave one for himself. Since everyone had it, but he didn't, Duan Jin asked, "will there be me tomorrow?"
"I don't want to eat spare ribs dumplings tomorrow." Linglong blinked and naturally told him what she wanted to eat and what the kitchen would do.
Fortunately, Duan Jin is not a person who pays attention to his appetite. He just subconsciously tells him that he doesn't seem to be very important compared with food. Of course, Duan Jin has not clearly realized this.
Linglong grabbed the little fat man's paw and waved to Duan Jin: "say hello to dad and ask dad to play with you."
The little fat man gave his mother a lot of face and shook his hand.
Duan Jin's face softened. He approached and sat cross legged on the carpet. Linglong put the little fat man down. He can't walk yet, but he climbed fast. As soon as he put it on the carpet, he ran around like smearing oil. Maybe he was familiar with Duan Jin's taste and was not afraid of the stranger. He began to climb towards him and take him as a mountain. Two chubby little hands held Duan Jin's arms and tried to stand on his legs.
But he is small and light. Where can he stand? After several failures in succession, he was discouraged, but Duan Jin picked him up and held him high. The little fat man is not afraid. He smiles and dances. His mother doesn't lift him so high. Being held by others feels very different from rising in the air. He grins with a small mouth. Because he is too happy, his mouth and saliva can't be controlled to stay, all dripping on his father Yingjun's face.
Linglong covered her mouth and smiled. Duan Jin instantly lost her smile and silently wanted to put her son down, but the little fat man hummed. It seemed that he was obsessed with the pleasure of flying and didn't want to go back to the ground and be a happy bird with two feet on the ground. He had no choice but to keep holding it. Linglong is finally kind-hearted. She takes a handkerchief to wipe his face and catches the endless saliva of the little fat man. Don't say Duan Jin, Linglong dislikes: "you're dirty."
The little fat man didn't know what was dirty and what wasn't dirty. He continued to laugh. Duan Jin wiped his face clean and quickly kept a safe distance from his son - he didn't want to have the feeling of saliva all over his face in his life.
The three members of the family had the warmest and most harmonious day since they got married.
After the five-day rest, Duan Jin had an idea that he didn't want to leave home. He hadn't thought about it since he was sensible.
When he got up early, his wife and children were still sleeping. They all snuggled up in his arms. They looked very clever from big to small, but Duan Jin knew it was all an illusion, but... It was his lifelong responsibility to protect the mother and son from being bullied and shelter them from the wind and rain. This is what a husband and father should do.