You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 1886: Cut down the branches for the saplings

Really good taste!

According to common sense, every morning is the time when a person's appetite is the worst.

As you can see Mu Qingwan's four dishes, the words "poor appetite" immediately disappeared.

Mu Qing put the dishes on the plate in the evening and brought them to the table.

She was just about to go back to the kitchen to serve the soup when the little sapling held Ling Yue's hand and ran down the stairs, shouting, "Mom, Dad, Mom and Dad!"

Ye Xingbei hurriedly greeted him and said angrily, "Still running? Do you want to fall again?"

"Brother Xiaoyue is holding me." Xiaoshuiaoer held Lingyue's hand and said with a smile, "Brother Xiaoyue will not fall if he holds his hand."

Ye Xingbei hurriedly greeted him, hugged the little sapling that rushed towards her, and patted his little butt, "Why are you so skinny? Your legs don't hurt anymore, right?"

"Yes!" The little sapling nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "After a good night's sleep, it doesn't hurt at all. Dad's medicine is amazing!"

The little sapling pushed her away, threw herself into Gu Junzhu's arms, hugged Gu Junzhu's thigh, and looked up at him: "Dad, you are the best! I miss you so much, you spent the whole night last night. Didn't you come back?"

Gu Junzhu picked him up with a smile and kissed him. Before he could speak, he heard the little guy say again: "Wow, little cousin, you're back? Little cousin, where are you hurt? Little cousin, do you still hurt? I don't hurt anymore!"

Yunjue was about to speak, when he saw the dishes on the table, his eyes brightened: "Wow! There are so many delicious foods, so fragrant!"

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Ye Xingbei walked over and patted his ass: "You still let others talk? It's rude!"

Gu Junzhu also smiled and kissed him again: "Your mother is right, you are a small talker, you have said everything, and you still let others talk?"

"Oh," the little sapling slid down from his arms, climbed up on the dining chair, and sat at the dining table, obediently: "Then I won't talk, just tell me, I want to eat delicious food!"

"This is sick meal, specially made for your little cousin, you can't eat it." Ye Xingbei teased him.

"Why?" The little sapling turned to look at her pitifully: "I am also sick, and I also want to eat sick meals."

"Why are you sick?" Ye Xingbei said, "Don't you feel pain?"

The little sapling stretched out her tongue and licked her lips: "I said it doesn't hurt anymore, it's because I'm strong, I don't want my parents to worry, but I actually hurt."

"Then you didn't say that Dad's medicine is very effective, but it's amazing?" Ye Xingbei held back a smile, and then asked, "Since you are still in pain, does that mean that Dad's medicine doesn't work, it's not powerful at all?"

Sapling: "..."

"Are you trying to make your son cry?" Gu Junzhu sat down beside the little sapling, picked up a pair of chopsticks and stuffed it into his hand: "Eat it, my mother is teasing you."

The little sapling pouted, unhappy.

Gu Junzhu picked up another pair of chopsticks, took a bite of meat, and put it to his mouth.

The little guy couldn't help the temptation, opened his mouth to eat, chewed a few times, his eyes lit up, "Delicious!"

"Eat," Gu Junzhu rubbed his little head: "your mother was teasing you."

"I'm not kidding you," Ye Xingbei tapped him on the forehead, "in the future, remember that if you ask someone else a question, you must wait for someone else to answer your question before you can continue with the next person. It's polite to speak, understand?"