Extra four: Mom is throwing up

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A year has passed in the blink of an eye.

The matter of making a bright moon has never been realized since it was put on the agenda. Later, Ruan Mianmian and Fu Ting went to the doctor and gave advice that the pressure on both sides was too high, which was not conducive to conception.

The most important thing is that Fu Erye no longer has to see all kinds of aphrodisiac dishes when he comes home every day.

A year later, Gao Xingchen is seven years old, it's time to go to elementary school, Fu Qian's child is three years old, he can say that he can run, and he is proficient in cheating. However, thanks to Fu Qian, Gao Xingchen is much more cheerful than before, although this kid still doesn't talk much.

One day, the old man and Gao Xingchen came back from a walk, carrying a shopping bag in their hands.

Ruan Mianmian came down from the upper floor, she has recently returned to work time, but she also dried nets for three days and fished for two days.

"Grandpa, did you buy dinner back?" Ruan Mianmian asked.

The old man smiled sneeringly, raised the bag in his hand, and said, "Yes, eat steamed buns at night, and you can cook some more porridge." โ€

"Okay."

It took an hour to cook the porridge, and during this time, the old man played chess with Gao Xingchen again, and Fu Qian watched from the side.

"Son, if you want to play a good chess move, don't watch grandpa play chess." Ruan Mianmian kindly persuaded.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched slightly, and he said to Fu Qian, who was blinking with big eyes and looking ignorant: "Don't listen to your mother's nonsense, look at how good your brother's chess skills are." โ€

Gao Xingchen: ...

Fu Qian glanced at Gao Xingchen's reaction, rolled his big eyes, and then said cutely: "Grandpa is deceiving, my brother's face is dark." โ€

Gao Xingchen: ...

Don't think that if I don't speak, I'll keep bullying me, okay?

"Your brother has recently tanned, and it has nothing to do with grandpa's chess skills." The old man lowered his head and stubbornly said to Fu Qian.

Fu Qian was wearing blue bib pants with a white shirt underneath, which was the same as Gao Xingchen's, and at first glance, the brothers were quite similar.

"Don't brag." Fu Qian rolled his eyes, exactly the same as Ruan Mianmian's expression.

The old man was silent for a moment, and then yelled at Ruan Mianmian, who was busy in the kitchen: "Look at how you teach children!! Braggart will be said!! โ€

Ruan Mianmian's hand shook and said lightly: "We haven't talked about it recently." โ€

"It's not what you said, is it Lao Tzu who said it?!!!" The old man shook his head, looking like he was lacking in tutoring.

"That's right, it's grandpa." Fu Qian replied naturally.

Old man: ...

At the moment when Fu Qian and the old man were arguing, Gao Xingchen had silently withdrawn from the chess arena and walked to the kitchen to help Ruan Mianmian cook together.

In a year's time, Gao Xingchen finally regained some vitality, his face was a lot ruddy, and he grew taller, and the seven-year-old child had already reached Ruan Mianmian's ribs.

"Xingchen, I see you like this, and you will poke the sky in the future." Ruan Mianmian said softly to Gao Xingchen.

Gao Xingchen silently tiptoed to wash the dishes and chopsticks, then glanced at Ruan Mianmian, and said simply: "It's you who are short." โ€

Ruan Mianmian: ...

This kid hasn't recovered now, but he can't scold, otherwise he will leave some sequelae in the future, and his mother will come back to her at night!

However, a year has passed, and there is still no news from Mingyue, Ruan Mianmian sighed tiredly.

"Don't blame me for breaking my promise, when Mingyue will come depends on fate." Ruan Mianmian said.

When Gao Xingchen heard this, his big eyes flashed, and his little hand subconsciously touched the star pendant on his neck.

"Yes." After a long time, Gao Xingchen nodded.

Ruan Mianmian's face is black, how long is your special reflection arc!!

...

When eating, the old man picked up a bun, looking at the white bun, the old man couldn't help but sigh: "What is now, who dares to eat it with confidence, either there are additives or pesticide residues." The problem of food safety is really getting more and more serious. โ€

"Where did you buy this bun?" Ruan Mianmian asked.

"This steamed bun stall, I've been observing it for a long time, it's sold by an old grandmother, and she comes to sell steamed buns every day, I see that she looks very kind, not like a person who does that kind of black-hearted business." The old man had a look of "people in our time were good people".

"Actually, it's a roadside stall?" Ruan Mianmian shrugged.

The old man choked and glared at Ruan Mianmian fiercely: "Eat you, where is there so much nonsense!" โ€

Ruan Mianmian: ...

To be honest, the taste of the buns is indeed much better than that in the store, and the two adults eat very happily, but the two children don't eat it after a few bites.

"Mom, this is not a good time." Fu Qian's fat little paws grabbed the bun that he had bitten twice, and his delicate bun face was wrinkled into a ball of chrysanthemums.

"If it's not delicious, don't eat it." Ruan Mianmian said.

"Then I won't do it again, keep it for my father." As he spoke, Fu Qian also put the bun that he had eaten twice and gently put it on the plate. Then, he said to Gao Xingchen: "Brother, don't do it again, keep it for your father." โ€

Then, put two buns that had been bitten a few bites on the plate.

The corners of Ruan Mianmian's mouth twitched slightly, and she said, "Your father won't eat it." โ€

"You mean, he doesn't love babies!" Fu Qian puffed out his cheeks and pounded the table angrily.

"Shouldn't you have known it a long time ago?" The old man added on the side.

Fu Qian: ...

"If you don't eat now, you'll be hungry later, and I won't cook for you." Ruan Mianmian said in advance that the children in their family have not developed the habit of needing to feed, especially the habit of adults chasing after them to feed.

"My dad will do it for me!" Fu Qian continued to puff out his cheeks.

"Little grandson, then I still advise you to eat your fill now." The old man added again.

Fu Qian: ...

Don't you all think about your baby's feelings?!! Is it just ruthlessly piercing the baby's hope?!!

"Mom, you can boil me and my brother a few eggs." In the end, Fu Qian compromised.

Ruan Mianmian shook her head when she heard this, got up and went to boil eggs for the two boys, and when she came back, the old man had already eaten the buns left by Fu Qian and Xingchen.

"There is one more, you eat it, don't waste it." After the old man was full, he collapsed in his chair and hiccuped.

"Okay."

So, the old man bought six buns, he ate four by himself, and Ruan Mianmian ate two.

Then, when Fu Ting returned home in the evening, there were only two children left in the living room, and the two adults were not there.

"What about mom and grandpa?" Fu Ting asked Fu Qian.

Fu Qian was playing chess with his brother, and in order to learn to play chess, Fu Qian begged his brother for a long time.

"Mommy is throwing up... Grandpa is in..."Before the three words of La Baba were finished, Fu Qian felt that his father went upstairs like a gust of wind.

Fu Qian straightened his windswept hair, and then looked at Gao Xingchen cutely, and said, "Look at Dad, this old goblin, I really love my mother to death." โ€

Gao Xingchen: ...