Chapter 762 (1/2)
Shi Jiayu saw that the steamed stuffed bun was also staring at the braised meat, but he didn't make a sound like bean paste, so he stood up, helped the steamed stuffed bun with two pieces of braised meat and put them into the steamed stuffed bun's rice bowl.
Xiangyang saw the steamed stuffed bun looking at the food in the rice bowl, but he didn't move the spoon to eat, so he said, ”steamed stuffed bun, eat, bean paste is almost half a bowl.”
Steamed stuffed bun raised his head and looked at Xiangyang with doubts in his eyes.
Xiangyang knew what the steamed stuffed bun was thinking, so he said, ”hurry up and have dinner. Today we come to aunt's house as a guest. Steamed stuffed bun can't be hungry.”
When baozi heard Xiangyang say so, he picked up the spoon and began to eat.
My mother is right. I came to my aunt's house today, not to Aunt Shi Jiayu's house. I can have enough to eat.
Xiangyang looked at steamed stuffed bun and thought it was actually very sensible, more sensible than bean paste.
But now the steamed stuffed bun is not old, so sensible, Xiangyang feels a little distressed.
At this age, steamed stuffed bun should live a happy childhood.
But baozi has understood so many things.
Xiangyang suddenly felt guilty in his heart.
Is it because she spent too much time on Xiang Qing's business, and then because of Ellens's business, she cared less about steamed stuffed buns, so steamed stuffed buns became sensitive?
Xiangyang thought that he must spend more time with steamed stuffed buns and communicate with steamed stuffed buns.
After dinner, bean paste and steamed stuffed bun followed Xiang Qing to sit on the sofa and watch cartoons.
Xiangyang waited for Shi Jiayu to finish his meal. He took the initiative to stand up and put away the dishes on the table. He said to Shi Jiayu, ”Shi Jiayu, I'll clean up the table and wash the dishes. Go and have a rest. Cooking is also very tired.”
Shi Jiayu smiled and said, ”OK.”
When Xiang Yang was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, he saw Shi Jiayu walking to Dousha and talking to Dousha. Dousha was very happy to answer Shi Jiayu's question.
After Xiangyang washed out the bowl, he saw that Shi Jiayu had carried the bean paste to his legs and was playing with the toy with the bean paste, so he went to the position where the bean paste had just sat and sat down.
Xiang Yanggang just sat down. The steamed stuffed bun climbed onto Xiang Yang's leg: ”Mom, hug.”
Xiangyang took the steamed stuffed bun into his arms and held it.
When Dousha saw that the steamed stuffed bun was held by Xiangyang, he also stretched out his hand to Xiangyang: ”I want my mother to hold it, too.”
When Shi Jiayu heard Dousha say so, his face was stiff for a moment, and a trace of embarrassment spread on his face.
Just now, Shi Jiayu and Dousha talked a lot. Dousha's attitude towards Shi Jiayu is quite good.
It's much better than steamed stuffed bun's attitude towards Shi Jiayu.
Steamed stuffed bun ignored Shi Jiayu's questions.
Shi Jiayu feels that bean paste is much more pleasant than steamed stuffed bun. In addition, bean paste does not exclude his proximity at all, Shi Jiayu is even happier.
He also told Dousha that he would hold Dousha until Dousha and steamed stuffed buns came home tonight. Unexpectedly, it was not long before Dousha began to say to Xiangyang that he wanted his mother to hold her.
Xiangyang didn't know what Jiayu and Dousha had said just now, but now he noticed that Jiayu's face was a little embarrassed, so he stretched out his hand and held Dousha over.
”Sorry, Dousha is young.”
Shi Jiayu smiled: ”it's all right. Children are still young. They will definitely rely on their mother.”
”Yes.” When Xiangyang saw Jiayu, he said he could understand. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and showed a smile.
At about eight o'clock, Jiang Yuanzhou called Xiangyang.
Steamed stuffed bun saw Jiang Yuanzhou's name through the caller ID, so he said happily, ”Dad, it's dad's phone.”
When Dousha heard the steamed stuffed bun, he was also very happy: ”I want to talk to my father.”
”OK.” Xiangyang said and answered the phone.