Hundreds of millions of treasures: black-bellied mommy is very popular

Xingan held the eggplant next to Bai Chengyun, pushed the plate in front of Bai Chengyun, and stretched out her small hand to get the chopsticks in the chopstick holder on the table.

Breaking apart the sanitary chopsticks, Xin Gan picked up the kettle and poured water into the cups to wash the teacups and dishes.

Sitting opposite Bai Yuanhai, he had already forgotten that Afro was Su Qingyue's daughter.

He was really worried that the child would burn his hands, and he raised his hands several times to help, but he felt that it was better to keep a little distance.

Bai Chengyun unconsciously supported Xingan's water bottle, he felt that this girl couldn't afford it.

But the explosive head arm strength is amazing.

Pour boiling water into bowls and cups, and Xingan skillfully sterilizes the bowls and chopsticks, "Uncle Bai, I know you rich people love hygiene, so I sterilized it for you, so you can eat with confidence, my mother used to be rich Even the little princess of the family thinks she can eat it, it's okay, you can try it."

The chicken paw in front of Bai Chengyun didn't move.

To tell the truth, he just didn't want to eat what Su Qingyue baked.

Not to mention what she said.

He just wanted to say, not hungry!
Xingan used chopsticks to sort out a piece of eggplant meat, rolled the chopsticks twice, and the soft eggplant flesh wrapped around the chopsticks.

She held up the chopsticks and handed them to Bai Chengyun's mouth: "Uncle Bai, try it, Brother Ye and I baked it."

Bai Chengyun seemed unable to refuse.

Xingan's eyes are as bright as stars.

The light inside there is very similar to the former Su Qingyue.

"I'll do it myself." Bai Chengyun took the chopsticks and put them in his mouth.

"Well, you and brother Ye are good at craftsmanship."

For the first time, Bai Chengyun took the initiative to touch Xingan's head.

A head was stretched out by the blasted strands of hair, and his palm penetrated into her hair, and he held her small head in one fell swoop.

The corners of Bai Chengyun's mouth slightly curled up.

Bai Yuanhai saw, would his grandson want to remarry Su Qingyue?Even Su Qingyue's daughter will accept it, right?

That child, thinking about the origin, can't accept it.

"My great-grandson baked it! I want to eat it too!" Bai Yuanhai stood up from the opposite side and dragged the plate over with his hand.

The butler immediately washed and ironed the tableware for the old man.

Bai Chengyun stopped, "Grandpa, the elderly should stop eating."

"You can eat it? Your son baked it and you ate happiness. Don't you want me to eat something my great-grandson baked?" Bai Yuanhai grabbed Liu Yongxi's chopsticks with all his strength, grabbed a piece of eggplant meat, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Bai Chengyun sighed softly: "Grandpa, the taste of barbecue is strong, it's really not suitable for the elderly."

Bai Yuanhai's face was distorted with salt.

This, this, is this just heavy taste?
Dare to say it tastes good.

Salted half life!

Regret is useless, the grandson has already reminded him not to eat it, and he insisted on eating it. Now that it’s done, he can only boast against his conscience, "Not bad, not bad, the craftsmanship of the two little guys is really great."

Unable to swallow it, I could only open a can of herbal tea and force myself to swallow it.

After taking this bite, Bai Yuanhai pushed the plate back to Bai Chengyun: "It's better for the elderly not to eat these, you young people eat."

Xingan's eyes lit up, and he had to taste it after washing the dishes, "I want to eat it too, my brother's seasoning must be very good."

How dare Bai Yuanhai let a four-year-old kid eat this kind of dark food, he quickly stood up, dragged the plate and pushed it in front of Leng Cang, "Leng Cang, young master baked it, you all try it, my great-grandson's cooking is very good. "

Bai Chengyun black line.

Xin Gan put down her chopsticks, and narrowed her eyes with a smile, "Then you guys eat more. I'll help bake more."

Leng Cang, who had already eaten grilled eggplant, shouted bitterly: "Xin Gan, really, really, you don't have to work so hard! I, I'm already... full."

With dark dishes in front of them, Leng Cang and others no longer dare to wait for the two ancestors to bake something to eat. As long as they watch Su Qingyue bring the barbecue, they will no longer be polite because of the cold face of the master, and the binge eating mode will start .

Su Qingyue didn't want to be at the same table with Bai Chengyun, lest that narcissist say she wanted to seduce him.

She was standing right next to the grill, grilling and eating.

"Xin Gan, you and Brother Ye need to drink more herbal tea, but don't just focus on eating, you'll get angry." Su Qingyue shouted holding a big clip.

Knowing that Xingan and Brother Ye couldn't eat the baked goods, Su Qingyue drove the two children away.

The porridge simmering on the grill was already cooked, Su Qingyue brought the porridge over, put it on the table, and naturally ordered Bai Chengyun: "Put a bowl of porridge for grandpa, the elderly should eat lightly."

Bai Chengyun let out a "hmm", and Su Qingyue turned around.

Naturally, it was as if they had never been betrayed, framed, or divorced.

The popularity of Wushi Mountain gradually became deserted, and Su Qingyue began to clean up the garbage, putting used disposable chopsticks, bones, and drink cans into garbage bags.

Xingan and Brother Ye helped each other.

Brother Ye wiped the table like Xingan.

Bai Yuanhai stood beside Bai Chengyun, "I used to think that it would be nice to have a servant to take care of Brother Ye, and Brother Ye didn't have to do anything, but looking at it now, the little guy looks so cute helping with work."

Bai Chengyun has to say that Xingan has a great influence on Brother Ye.

It was as if the soul of another brother Ye had been opened.

After tidying up everything, Bai Yuanhai asked to take brother Ye back to the old house.

Brother Ye agreed, "I haven't been to my great-grandfather's house for a long time. I will go to school from my great-grandfather's house tomorrow. Dad, then we will split into two groups. You send Xingan and Aunt Su home, and Leng Cang will follow us in the car." Go back, great-grandpa's car has seven seats."

On the way back to the city, Su Qingyue kept talking to Xingan who was sitting on the safety seat, but when Xingan couldn't open her eyelids and fell asleep, the car was so quiet that only the sound of wheels rubbing against small stones on the asphalt road could be heard.

Peel peel peel.

Bai Chengyun didn't sit in the passenger cab for ten thousand years, either a secretary or a bodyguard.

But today, Su Qingyue and Xin Gan sat in the back row.

He can only sit in this position.

He originally wanted to close his eyes and rest his mind, but all night his mind was filled with the image of Xin Gan busying around him.

Four years old, the age to go to kindergarten.

"Xin Gan wants to go to kindergarten?" Bai Chengyun asked lightly.

Su Qingyue was originally embarrassed because of the quiet atmosphere, but this topic was about Xingan, she regained her spirits immediately, stepped up and hugged the back of the passenger seat, and turned her head to look at Bai Chengyun.

"Mr. Bai has a connection?"

She knew in her heart that with Bai Chengyun's ability, finding a kindergarten for Xingan in Hucheng was only a matter of a few words.

Su Qingyue was very close to Bai Chengyun, if the driver stepped on the brakes, she would be thrown onto the windshield.

She looked into his eyes at this moment, which can be described as blazing.

Bai Chengyun tilted his head, just in time to see the woman's eyes like a wolf seeing a living thing.

"You can climb poles."

"If you give me the pole, I will definitely climb it."

Besides, Xingan was rejected by the kindergarten not because she had been in prison, and it was not because the Bai family harmed her.

She can temporarily let go of past hatred and wrong herself, Bai Chengyun is not at a loss.

"You want to ask me?"

Su Qingyue was still lying on the back of Bai Chengyun's chair, "If you want to help, I'll ask for it. If you don't want to help, then I won't."

Listening to Su Qingyue's words, Bai Chengyun felt a pain in his lungs, and couldn't help but accentuate his words, "Su Qingyue, your thorns are really disgusting."