Mrs. Fu is very hard to follow

This is in line with Gu Beining's character of not wanting to cause trouble to others. Fu Zhihan felt her thoughtfulness, but he couldn't bear her to tire him: "It's just a suitcase, it's really nothing. Don't tire yourself."

"I'm not tired." Gu Beining squeezed her son's soft little hands and smiled sincerely.

She has come through the most difficult times, and now her son can encourage her, help her with things, and earn her a small amount of money, so she is not tired at all.

During the conversation, the elevator stopped at the restaurant, Fu Zhihan didn't have time to say what he wanted to say, so Chen Bao ran out cheering: "Today I want to eat two potato cakes!"

"Run slowly." Gu Beining was afraid that he would bump into someone else, so he hurriedly followed him out.

Breakfast is in the form of a buffet, and the diners shuttle around the counters full of meals to choose their favorite breakfast.

Chen Bao held a small plate in both hands, and followed Gu Beining expectantly.After this period of training, he already knows exactly what kind of food is on each counter.

Gu Beining helped him get two small potato cakes, and Chen Bao pointed to the siu mai cage and said, "Ling Ling, I still want to eat this, this, and this."

In fact, he never ate much. Gu Beining didn't mind his son eating more, but he was afraid that the little guy would waste it: "Can you finish it?"

"Yeah. We can finish eating!" Chen Bao nodded seriously, saying that he was absolutely fine.

Gu Beining brought him another siu mai and custard bun.

The two returned to the dining table with food, and Fu Zhihan had already prepared drinks for them.As always, Chen Bao has milk and fruit cereal, Gu Beining has a cup of hot latte, and Fu Zhihan has a cup of black coffee.

Chen Bao secretly drank Gu Beining's latte, and thought it tasted so-so, not as good as his own milk.But seeing that Fu Zhihan always had a cup of black coffee every day, Chen Bao was a little moved by the strong aroma of the coffee.

Waiting for Fu Zhihan to read the latest morning news on his mobile phone, the little guy pretended to ask: "Fu Zhihan, is your coffee good?"

"It's okay." Fu Zhihan is not picky about food, as long as it's not particularly unpalatable, he can accept it.

Seeing that his son's eyes were almost glued to his coffee cup, Fu Zhihan guessed something and told his son: "This is bitter, children can't drink coffee."

Chen Bao frowned, looking at Gu Beining's half-drunk latte.

He knows that latte is also coffee.He sneaked a latte and it wasn't bitter at all.How could Fu Zhihan deceive children with such a poor excuse?
Seeing that Chen Bao didn't seem to give up, Gu Beining helped to explain: "That's right, children can't drink coffee. Chen Bao obediently drinks milk, this is also delicious."

No, he wants coffee, and the kind Fu Zhihan drinks!

Chen Bao thought for a while, and said to Gu Beining, "Lingning, I also want to eat a potato cake."

"Do you like it so much?" Gu Beining was surprised that his son had a particularly good appetite today, so he got up and went to the far side counter to help him get potato cakes.

This is Fu Zhihan's own hotel. It's rare that his son likes it. The old father is not stingy: "Do you want to ask the waiter to pack something else for you later?"

"Okay, then you go and tell them, I want to pack two hash browns." Chen Bao thought for a while, and felt that it was not enough, so he added another one, "Three."

I don't know why, but seeing his son's "three potato cakes" as if he made a lot of determination, Fu Zhihan felt quite happy.

He beckoned, and a waiter came over immediately: "Boss Fu?"

Fu Zhihan signaled the waiter to look at his son: "Pack three potato cakes."

The waiter asked responsibly, "What kind of hash browns are they? Or both?"

There are two kinds of potato cakes in the restaurant, Chen Bao only eats one of them, and he has no appetite for the other.

Fu Zhihan woke up early in the morning and didn't want to eat anything fried, so he didn't know about it.He looked at his son and motioned Chen Bao to speak for himself.

Chen Bao knew the answer, and Gu Beining gave him a popular science.But the little guy glanced at half of the black coffee left in Fu Zhihan's coffee cup, swallowed the answer that had just reached his mouth, and said to Fu Zhihan, "Go and show him."

Oh, the son is acting like a baby, can this old father stand it?
"Okay." Fu Zhihan got up, and after telling Chen Bao to sit where he was, he took the waiter and walked towards the place where the potato cakes were.

Gu Beining was standing by the counter right now, not knowing what she was doing, but she didn't come back, leaving only Chen Bao at the table.

The little guy smiled, jumped off the chair, walked to Fu Zhihan's seat, picked up his coffee cup, and just took a sip.

Fu Zhihan's coffee smells so good, it must be delicious too!
Chen Bao was thinking like this, but before he finished this thought, an unprecedented bitterness filled his mouth, Chen Bao only felt that the whole person was not well.

He had never drank anything so nasty!
How could there be such a nasty thing in this world?
How on earth did Fu Zhihan drink such unpalatable food without changing his face every day?
Various thoughts ran wildly in Chen Bao's mind, but none of them could resist the bitterness brought by the black coffee.

He felt that he would never be able to feel sweet again in his life.

The more Chen Bao thought about it, the more bitter he felt in his mouth. The more bitter he felt in his mouth, the more he couldn't help thinking about the coffee, and even felt a little wronged. He felt that the coffee was so fragrant that he was tempted to drink it.Like poisonous mushrooms, the brighter the color, the less edible they are.

The double bitterness, both psychological and physical, continued to increase, and the little guy couldn't hold it back, and started to cry.

The previously prepared potato cakes have been taken by the guests, and Gu Beining is waiting for a new round of potato cakes.As usual, when she went back to check on Chen Bao's situation, she found her son crying, and hurried back to him: "Baby, what's wrong?"

"Woooooo... Ningning..." After being cared by Gu Beining, Chen Bao's crying suddenly intensified, and he threw himself into her arms crying.

Gu Beining put the coffee cup in his hand on the table, took out a tissue and wiped his son's tears, confused and worried: "Why are you crying? Did you get burned by something?"

As she spoke, she carefully checked Chen Bao's exposed skin and his clothes, and there was no trace of being burned.

Chen Bao hiccupped from crying and couldn't speak for a moment.

Fu Zhihan came back with Gu Beining. He was at a loss for a moment, and accidentally saw his passive cup of coffee and the suspicious black marks left on the corners of Chen Bao's mouth, and asked incredulously, "Would you be surprised by the bitterness of the coffee?" Have you rushed over?"

Seen through by his old father, Chen Bao felt that he had lost the last bit of face, "Wow", he cried even louder, and got into Gu Beining's arms, not daring to look at anyone.

Woohoo, he must be the most embarrassing kid today.