"Hee-hee, Mommy, Daddy, hurry up, the sun is going down!"

Leng Yicheng saw that they were bickering, and jumped to his feet in a hurry.

"It's coming!"

Xia Zhi responded, hurriedly pushed the cold sky over, and took the elevator down the first floor with his son.

Today the house is quieter.

The south side seems to have gone to the hospital, and Ji Yixi and Jingdong also went out and didn't know what to do.

The three of them moved to the sand pile in the garden.

Leng Yicheng ran over and poured out all the tools in the bag with a grunt.

Squatted there and started playing.

"Baby, is the sand hot?"

Xia Zhi pushed the cold sky over, let him aside, and then walked over quickly, bent down and grabbed a handful of sand.

"It's not hot!" Leng Yicheng turned his head to look at her, and then grabbed his tools again.

"Mommy, I'll show you!"

She crouched down beside her son and stroked his soft hair. Interestingly watching him assemble tools.

After a while, a bucket truck came out.

Leng Yicheng's small hands are very flexible, and in three or two clicks, a belt device similar to transporting sand and gravel is set on the sand pile.

"Baby is awesome!" She touched the back of her son's head and complimented.

"Hee-hee!" Leng Yicheng smiled and showed his millet teeth.

The orange afterglow fell on his long eyelashes, like an elf.

It instantly sprouted into her heart.

Xia Zhi looked at her son intently, watching him have fun, and she was also happy.

"Mommy, if you look at it, you will know how to play." Leng Yicheng took the shovel, shoveled the sand, and poured it into the funnel, and the sand instantly slid down and entered the bucket truck.

He pushed the cart to the side, fell, and continued.

Xia Zhi looked at it funny.

Simulate a construction site.

"Mommy. You help me with this! ”

Leng Yicheng motioned for her to hold the bucket truck.

"Good!" She sat down on her knees and helped him with the cart.

Leng Yicheng knelt and spun the BMX car, and brought another cart of sand, and said in his mouth: "This sand has just been dug up, there are impurities, and it needs to be filtered before it can be used......"

I know so much.

She turned her head amusefully to look at someone sitting on the side looking at them, "You taught him?" ”

"He learned it himself, and I taught it." Leng Tian smiled, and watched the mother and son play with sand with burning eyes.

"Mommy, there's a shell! You see! ”

"Well, it's good."

"Isn't Mommy beautiful?"

Xia Solstice took it and compared it to his ear, making his son giggle.

"Hee-hee, Mommy, I have a rope, I'll tie it up for you."

The little guy really took out a rope. He rolled the shell down, tied it in a knot, and hung it on her ear, and it became an earring.

"Hee-hee, it's good-looking!"

Xia Zhi laughed, looked at the man on the side, met his smiling eyes, and sighed.

"Mommy, don't take it off, wear it, look good!" Seeing that she was going to take it down, Leng Yicheng hurriedly stopped her.

"Okay, Mommy wears it!" Xia Zhi endured it in order to make his son happy.

Anyway, there are people who wear these.

She moved, her ears heavy, and the hanging shells fell.

"It's gone!" Leng Yicheng's mouth opened wide.

"Bring it and I'll tie it up for you!"

Leng Tian called out to his son, and the little guy immediately picked up the shell, took the rope from Xia Zhi's ear, and ran over.

Leng Yicheng watched him tie it seriously, and when he tied it, he took it back and hung it on Xia Zhi's ears.

"Mommy looks good in it!"

She was happy, hugged her son's knee socket and kissed him on the face, "Thank you baby earrings!" ”

"Mommy, you're welcome!"

Leng Yicheng leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

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