Picked Up A Small Cannon Fodder

The performance of the small speaker really made everyone laugh. The host seemed to see that this dumb baby was not very reliable, so he turned the microphone at Linlin.

Lin Lin was very excited. He held the microphone and shouted, "Thank you teacher and uncles and aunts who support us. We are the best in raising Ying Miao Miao!"

Mom and Dad applauded and took pictures below. After the awards were over, the children went back to their homes with their mothers.

Linlin's mother took her husband and son in the crowd to find Wei Xue's figure, she said while looking for it, "I have to thank them for helping us last time."

Linlin’s father’s ears are full of calluses, "I know, you have said it many times. Have you found it?"

Lin Lin's mother looked around for a while and still didn't see it. Fortunately, Lin Lin's eyes pointed to the side of the passage, "There! Li Jiyue, Li Jiyue, don't go!"

The little horn was happily riding on his father's neck and suddenly he heard someone yelling at himself. Feng Hao turned his head and saw the child who was singing with his brother just now, "Brother, he seems to be calling you."

The whole family glanced over and stopped one after another. Linlin's father had the worst look in his eyes. Before he could tell where the man was, he was pulled over by his wife.

"Mother Li Jiyue, it's been a long time since I saw you."

Linlin's father was about to shake hands with Li Jiyue's family, but Linlin's father froze immediately after seeing Feng Tingyun.

"Old... good boss."

Lin Lin's mother was a little surprised, isn't she, such a coincidence?

Feng Tingyun had some impressions of Linlin's father, an excellent champion in the sales department. The head of the sales department is about to be promoted, and he is one of the candidates for the next minister.

"Hello." Feng Tingyun nodded at them.

Linlin’s father was about to come down in a cold sweat, “I didn’t expect that the child Li Jiyue my wife said was your child. It’s a coincidence.”

Gan! His surname is Feng, who knows that his son will be named Li.

Feng Tingyun smiled. Linlin's mother didn't know if she should invite someone to dinner. If she did, is there a suspicion of flattering her boss.

Just when she hesitated, Lin Lin had already spoken, "Li Jiyue, my mother said she would like to invite you to dinner. Thank you for helping us teach Zhang Ziao the bad guy last time."

The child had already said it and it would be inappropriate to deny it. Linlin's mother looked at each other, "I'm sorry, am I too abrupt."

Wei Xue waved her hand again and again, "It was just a matter of raising your hand, and you were still thinking about it. It seems that I have to eat this meal today, otherwise you have to keep thinking about it."

Lin Lin's mother smiled comfortably, and since Wei Xue had agreed to the family, she followed.

The scene is a bit spectacular, everyone is here because they are going to take part in the little baby's competition. The father, the uncle, the aunt, the three older brothers, and the father and mother of the little speaker.

A group of people walked out in a mighty and mighty place. Since it was Lin’s father’s boss, the place to entertain the guests for dinner was naturally more upscale, but the old man took the lead to say, “Is there such a food stall nearby? NS."

The old man was talking about barbecue, and Lin Lin's mother looked at her husband subconsciously. Ah, isn’t it good to ask the boss to have a barbecue?

They are all human beings, why can't she see that this family thinks they are too many people, and they want to go to a place with little consumption.

Lin Lin's mother had decided to spend her money, and the father's thoughtful suggestion made her a little touched.

Linlin's father hurriedly waved his hand, "No way, no way, it's not appropriate."

"I just booked a box at Thai Siam Court online."

Feng Tingyun is also a person who often accompanies customers. A box in Thai Siam Court can cover his father's salary for one month. How can he go to eat this meal with peace of mind.

"Just listen to my dad, you invite us to dinner, not based on the opinions of the guests?"

Linlin's father repeatedly nodded, "Yes, yes, boss, you are right."

Finally, Thai Siam Court was also retired, and the group headed towards the food court.

It is the beginning of noon now, and every store is very busy, so Linlin's father finally chose a small store with cooking and barbecue. He was also worried for fear that the owner's family would not be used to it, but they didn't seem to be unaccustomed to the chopsticks with the chopsticks, and the wine with the wine, they seemed quite comfortable.

Lin Lin’s father never dreamed that the boss would one day sit with himself and play skewers. The little horn sat on the pony and moved his butt. He swallowed while smelling the scent in the air. But he has more important things, "Mom, Chacha!"

Wei Xue looked down at him, "What do you want, baby?"

The little horn made a "ton, ton, ton" action, and Wei Xue brought a bottle of Coke over, "You can only drink a little."

Little Horn looked anxious at the half of Coke that was poured into his glass, "No, don't tell me about it."

"Tea!" The little horn squashed his cheeks.

Wei Xue finally understood, "Drink milk tea?"

The little baby nodded happily. He just watched his brother drink milk tea, because drinking too much milk tea is not good for the child, so the family never let him drink it.

He could only watch eagerly every time someone else drank it. When the little speaker saw the milk tea shop just now, he wanted to drink it.

The dishes came one after another, here can only be described as cheap and big bowls. Each dish is full of portions and tastes good. The barbecue caught everyone's hearts at once, but a bowl of noodles was placed in front of the little speaker.

He can only lick the taste, and the junk food eaten by adults is not good for children.

The trumpet is about to be greedy and crying, "Baby Qiyi skewered meat, have a sip of tea."

Wei Xue subconsciously avoided the little baby's pleading gaze, then threw the problem to her husband, "ask your dad."

Feng Tingyun was hitting the strings, and he felt a scorching sight. The halazi who bowed his head and the horn almost came out, the little baby swallowed and shook his father's leg, "Dad, baby, let's take a bite too."

Feng Tingyun took a disposable water cup, then rinsed off all the seasonings on it, "eat it."

The little baby took a bite and licked it, it was fleshy!

There is tea!

Feng Tingyun took a deep breath. He and Jiang Fang looked at each other, and Jiang Fang instantly understood what he meant, "I'll buy it."

Trump's strategy succeeded, and he finally got his wish.

The little horn wants to hug with his arms outstretched, "Go baby too!"

Jiang Fang hugged him, and the two walked towards the milk tea shop. Except for the greedy cat, no one else has the desire to drink milk tea, but unfortunately, the shop is busy now and there are long lines at the door.

Jiang Fang was holding the small speaker and was about to wait, the small speaker moved in his arms, Jiang Fang glanced at him, "Want to go down?"

The baby nodded shyly, "The baby is heavy, don't be so tired of brother."

Jiang Fang weighed it, "It's okay, it's not very heavy."

After speaking, he didn't put down the small speaker, joking, holding it was only a momentary soreness. Putting down so many people, if this heartless one gets lost, all that is left will be sad.

Jiang Fang decided that he would rather suffer a little bit than put down the trumpet.

After waiting for about half an hour, it was finally Jiang Fang's turn. Little Horn was staring at the pictures of various milk teas. He was wondering which one he wanted to drink. Jiang Fang made a decision for him, "a cup of fruit tea."

The little horn blankly watched the waiter place the order, he looked at his brother silly, "It's not baby..."

Jiang Fang covered his mouth, "You just drink this."

The little baby’s mouth is so pouting that he can hang oil bottles. He has to choose the brown one with a small ball.

Where can Jiang Fang let him drink that? There are too many additives in milk tea. The ones on the market contain neither milk nor tea, but more flavor blends. Compared to milk tea or fruit tea, it is more suitable for little babies.

But seeing the little baby about to get angry, Jiang Fang knew that he couldn't justify not buying it. "I want another cup of bubble tea."

The little baby is happy instantly, and the ability to change his face is very good.

On the way back, the little baby had a cup in his left hand and a cup in his right. Jiang Fang wanted to let him drink fruit tea first. He naturally didn't want to drink milk tea when he was full, but the little baby wanted to do both.

He held one in one hand and handed it forward like an uncle, "Plug them in for the baby!"

The blue veins on Jiang Fang's forehead jumped, this little kid is really more and more pampered and arrogant.

He has to think of a way to make the little baby lose his desire for milk tea, "Baby, do you really want to drink this kind of thing?"

The little horn swelled up a little, "Baby, I can drink it!"

Yes yes yes, know that you have a bottomless stomach.

Jiang Fang decided to deceive the little baby. He deliberately slowly inserted the straw into the pearl milk tea, pinching his nose with grandiose acting, "Don't play with me if you drink the milk tea."

The little baby was very sad. He looked at his brother wrongly, "Why?"

"Actually there is a secret, I never told you."

The little speaker listened attentively, Jiang Fang poked out a pearl wickedly, "You see it is dark and round, do you think it is a bit familiar."

Little Horn thought for a while, "Grapes!"

Jiang Fang shook his head. He quietly said beside the baby's ear, "Do you remember the little rabbit you raised? This is its baba."

!

The baby's memory is awakened, the bunny's baba! It's really exactly the same!

The little baby stomped this short leg anxiously, and instantly entered the scene, "Smelly, stinky! Get away!"

Jiang Fang was laughing to death in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face, "Ah? But don't you want to drink it?"

The little baby is about to cry, don't drink rabbit baba.

"Oh, let's give it back to the little rabbit." The baby has also learned to fake crying, and the little rabbit's baba will have to be handled by the bunny himself. Why are you embarrassing baby!

Seeing that Jiang Fang had achieved his goal, the little baby probably won't want to drink milk tea anymore. He nodded slowly, "Okay. I'll return it to the little rabbit later."

"Then I will open the fruit tea for you now. Would you like to drink fruit tea?"

The little baby nodded obediently, "My baby drinks this tea, not Baba tea."

Jiang Fang was going crazy with laughter, but he had to hold back and couldn't reveal his flaws.

They had been out for a while, and Feng Tingyun was worried, so he wanted to come out and have a look. As soon as he went out, he saw them not far from the small restaurant.

Feng Tingyun walked over quickly, and the little baby took a sip of fruit tea in shock.

The bubble tea that hadn't been opened after being opened was held by Jiang Fang, "Why have you been there for so long."

Jiang Fang pointed to the other side, "There are too many people, so there are queues."

Feng Tingyun looked at the small speaker and then at the milk tea in Jiang Fang's hand, and asked quietly, "Isn't it for him?"

"No." Jiang Fang gave the milk tea in his hand, "Uncle, do you drink it?"

Feng Tingyun asked subconsciously, "Don't you drink?"

Milk tea is what children like them like. Feng Tingyun remembers that Jiang Fang also likes to drink milk tea.

But Jiang Fang shook his head, "Stop drinking, let the little speaker see the greedy in a while. I'll take him back first, and you can drink it secretly."

Feng Tingyun thought about it, and bought it all, don't waste it.

So Jiang Fang just took the hand of the trumpet to leave, and Feng Tingyun drank it, preparing to solve it quickly.

The little horn walked two steps and heard the sound of poking the straw. The little baby suddenly turned his head, and this time he was shocked by his fruit tea.

Little Horn stared at his father dumbfounded. His father was eating rabbit cakes? !

The little baby was hit hard and sat down on the ground, then looked at his father impeccably. Feng Tingyun and his son looked at each other.

Little Trumpet sat on the ground and cried. Feng Tingyun thought he was crying.

Only Jiang Fang felt guilty and knew that there was only one truth. The reason why the little speaker cried was unbearable.

Because his old father played the real version of "My Dad Dare to Eat Shit" in front of him.

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 35 bottles of Shan Yinsheng; 10 bottles of Mengju and no CP race high; 5 bottles of Cicada’s death in the summer; 1 bottle of Ouqizheng and Netherworld ghost fire; thank you very much for your support to me, I will Keep working hard!