Chapter 75： (1/2)
Jiang Tang put the washed wild vegetables aside, and there are still some noodles in the pot. It is impossible to steam buns with her craftsmanship. It is impossible in this life.
But how did you come to meet?
When Jiang Tang was in trouble, the first day came in.
”Mom, let me do it.”
Jiang Tang stunned: ”You ... you?”
”Yes.” Nodded at first, ”I did it when I was at home.”
Jiang Tang was silent.
This is true of the first day of the first year. When I was at home, the first year always helped her to lay down her hands, and she did all the work. Jiang Tang couldn't help but feel a little guilty. She was such a big man that she didn't even have good skills in her children.
”But ... would you use this kind of pot?”
He smiled softly at the first day and said softly, ”It's all the same, just look at me next to my mother. I'll do the rest.”
”... Okay.” Jiang Tang got up and gave way.
Suddenly she had a tremendous wit, and she grabbed the first day and leaned into his ear to whisper, ”First day, let Awu do it.”
He tilted his head at the first day, his eyes blank.
Jiang Tang explained: ”Mother wants to connect with Ah Wu about her relationship.”
... to connect feelings.
Indeed, Junior One has always been worried about the relationship between Jiang Tang and Ah Wu. He knows that Ah Wu hates his mother, but if he can, how much he hopes Ah Wu can get along with her mother.
He bit his lip on the first day and finally decided to listen to Jiang Tang. He closed his eyes and let himself fall into a deep sleep. Then, A Wu was called out.
Looking at the eldest son whose eyes changed obviously, Jiang Tang still maintained a gentle smile. She lowered her voice, with a tone of command: ”Cook.”
A Wu :? ? ? ?
A Wu felt baffled.
The first day only called him out when he was in danger. This time he was suddenly let out. He thought what happened to the first day. As a result ... the woman's first sentence was cooking.
Cooking?
How can it be.
Even if he died, even if he died of starvation, he would not cook a meal for this vicious woman! !
At this moment, A Wubian arrogantly prepared to leave.
Jiang Tang saw the inner rejection of the young boy, stretched out his arms to hold his arm, and laughed and ridiculed, ”You can't do it? I thought you were so powerful and not afraid.”
Ah Wu Lengheng knew in his heart that Jiang Tang was the act of aggression, but he took it. After pushing Jiang Tang away expressionlessly, he moved a small stool in front of the stove, and started to cook and cook by himself.
Jiang Tang stood aside, his expression unsatisfactory: ”Thank you, first day.”
Turning her back to the camera, she compared Awu's mouth again.
A no-bite, nominated to continue cooking.
”What? You still have to wash your mother's clothes? No, you don't need to do this kind of thing!”
A Wu pupil shrank, staring at Jiang Tang in amazement, and he didn't speak.
The reaction for a long time was to get angry, but at this time, Jiang Tang gestured at the lens behind him.
Jiang Tang knew that A Wu wouldn't show moths in front of the camera. If he really loved the first day, he would protect the first day. As long as he was a little careless in front of the camera, he would fall into disregard. Know that those gossips are all at the beginning. On one body, A Wu can not care, but the sensitive first day cares, so A Wu will never allow that kind of thing to happen.
Jiang Tang admits that this trick is a bit mean, but against A Wu, must be mean, only mean!
A Wu gritted his teeth and swallowed the fire, smiling at Jiang Tang: ”Mom is very hard to wash our clothes every day. It's my turn to wash my clothes once.”
The devil's clothes are washed every day, and the housework is done every day. Even the small things like mopping the dishes are assigned to Liang Shen and Junior One. All she does is play with the children every day. While playing, she has to coax to sleep, there is no mother at all.
While cooking, Chen Zhifan came out with a fat body.
”I just steamed a few steamed buns and gave you some over here.”
Jiang Tang hurried to welcome him, ”Thank you, Zhifan.”
Chen Zhifan smiled heartily: ”What a politeness.”
He Yu Guang turned around and noticed that it was ”Junior 1” to cook. The young man stepped on a wooden stool, holding a spatula like a decent shape.
Chen Zhifan was slightly surprised: ”Will your son cook?”
Jiang Tang embarrassedly said: ”He will, better than me.”
Although ashamed, but ... her cooking skills are indeed inferior to children.
Chen Zhifan's gaze at ”First Year” was very praised and said: ”Little singular and sensible, unlike ours, they know to eat all day long.”
Jiang Tang was even more ashamed: ”Where and where, or my mother is not so good.”
A Wuwei couldn't help choking: ”Just know it.”
On the scene, only Jiang Tang heard A Wuwu's disdain. Others, including photographers, believed that the children were unconditionally tolerant of their mothers. In the later stage, they even typed two slogans on this scene: Cunning
Later, when the program was broadcast, A Wu saw it, and he jumped two feet high.
Are adults blind now? Can't you see his reluctance and unhappiness? Still spoiled, oh, he won't spoil Jiang Tang even if he died! ! will not! ! ! ! !
The dishes are out of the pan, and the green oil looks very healthy.
Jiang Tang Chao Awu said: ”Son, give some to your uncle.”
A Wuhan's lips drew out a slightly broken bowl, and he rushed down with clean water, then scooped a spoon and handed it over.
Chen Chuan-Fang reached out, Shui Ling's big eyes looked at him, and finally he kissed his face when A Wu hadn't responded yet. A Wu's eyes widened and he was shocked.