Chapter 5： Qing Qing eats Han baby (1/2)

"Oh, good."

Qingqing was a little disappointed, but she was also used to her parents being away from home, so she didn't make trouble anymore.

It's just that the energetic little dumb hair on his head can't help but hang down.

Not seeing the child's low look, Fu Heng raised his hand to cover Qingqing's small head, and gently rubbed it, attracting the puzzled look of Little Totoro.

Meeting her eyes, Fu Heng paused his hand, then withdrew his hand naturally.

It seems that when I was young, my wife did not like people rubbing her head.

Although the touch is as good as always.

"Is Qing Qing hungry?" The subject changed obviously.

After hearing this, Qingqing touched her bulging belly, but she was actually not hungry and replied super loudly: "Hungry! Qingqing wants to eat a Han baby."

In fact, Qingqing didn't even know what it was.

She just happened to know from the nanny aunt at home that many people like to take children to eat Han Bao, so she naturally included it in the delicious menu.

Even if she doesn't quite understand, why can "baby" eat?

It seems cruel to think about eating other people’s ‘babies’. Qingqing hesitated to change his words: "I...I don’t eat babies anymore, just drink grandma."

"It's okay, we will eat burgers."

Fu Heng was originally not in favor of letting children eat these unnutritious things, but just looked at Qing Qing's look of expectation and fear, and he was relieved.

It should be fine just eating this time.

"No, no... no more."

As a result, Fu Heng agreed, and Qingqing no longer wanted to eat.

She shook her head into a rattle, and she was full of resistance.

Why do children have an idea for a while?

Fu Heng, who didn't quite understand what she was thinking, saw that Qingqing really didn't like it, so he took advantage of the trend to dispel this idea.

"What does Qingqing want to eat?" He continued to ask patiently.

"Anything is okay?" Qingqing's eyes grumbled, not knowing what ‘good’ idea he was making, full of agility and cunning.

"You talk about it first."

It's a pity that Dao is one foot high and the devil is one foot high, and Fu Heng calmly blocked her temptation.

"Qing Qing wants to eat candy."

After all, appetite has the upper hand, allowing Qingqing to say the answer that he desires most.

"No." This was not what Fu Heng said. It was Fu Sijin who heard the movement outside. "She has eaten three candies, a large box of mangoes, and a bottle of yogurt today, so she can't give her any more. Eat candy."

"Actually, it is five. Just now Xiaocheng secretly gave Qingqing two candies, and she ate them all."

Secretary Li, who has not yet left, pushed his glasses, looked at the traitor's eyes with Qingqing, calmly sold the little Mengwu thoroughly, and cheated his colleagues by the way.

Like cute things, like cute things, the bottom line of the diet that children should abide by must be kept well. This is the persistence of being a mature adult.

"Did Qingqing ate all five candies?" Fu Heng asked.

He will not judge a child's mistakes based on other people's side words.

"Eat... ate." Qingqing said quietly.

She can't lie, the teacher said that good children can't lie, they will become a liar, no one likes a liar.

"You are not allowed to eat any more candy today."

"..." She squatted her mouth, tears rolled in her eyes instantly, just forbearing not to flow down.

Can be wronged.

Fu Heng was coldly unmoved.

Only at noon, he took Qingqing's little hand and walked into a familiar restaurant under the smile of the clown doll.

"A children's set meal, thank you."

"OK, just a second."

Within a few minutes, the hot burger set with the aroma of fried chicken was delivered to Fu Heng.

He picked up the tray with one hand, and took Qingqing with him and found a place by the window to sit at random.

"Here." A mini burger suitable for children was handed to Qingqing.

Qingqing took the burger, looked at it curiously, and then took a tentative bite on the edge.

She didn't dare to bite too much, she only ate a little bit of noodles dipped in salad dressing, and her eyes lit up.

Delicious!

"What is this? A good time!"

Qing Qing asked vaguely with something in her mouth.

For the first time she found such a delicious thing.

"This is a hamburger, little sister."

A young lady who was passing by with a friend heard Qingqing's words and kindly answered her who hadn't seen her.

"Baby Han?" Qing Qing was stunned, and once again looked at the hamburger in his hand seriously, and suddenly muttered in a low voice, "So there is no ‘baby’ in the hamburger."

Her voice was small, and only Fu Heng beside her heard the words.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered Qingqing's inconsistent attitude when he was at the door of the elder son's office just now.

One-handed fist was pressed against his mouth, a low chuckle overflowed through the slightly vibrating throat.

How can this child be so cute?

Facts have proved that the charm of Hamburg is unmatched.

After three or two bites, this mini burger, which is not the size of Qingqing's palm, is less than half.

While she was eating, a straw was handed to her mouth, Qingqing subconsciously took a breath, and the warm sweet milk flowed into the mouth, moisturizing the dry choking sensation brought by the burger.