Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

"That's good, that's good, let's eat." The bigger Xin Miaomiao was, the more she ate. Of course, Yang Rong knew what her daughter valued most, so she turned around and gave her a bowl of rice porridge first.

The little girl likes to eat meat. Looking at the rice porridge in front of her, she immediately frowned, looking unhappy, and kept tapping the wooden dining table with the small spoon in her hand.

Mo Ziqi glanced at her casually, knew what she was thinking without asking, and only threatened in a cold voice: "It's just a good time to be sick, and you can't eat too much greasy food. Don't eat porridge if you don't drink anything else."

No meat, no porridge, how bad it is.

The little girl puffed her cheeks, snorted dissatisfied, and finally slurped the rice porridge under Mo Ziqi's persuasive eyes, but just as she put down the bowl, her little paws stretched out to the big bun not far away.

Xin Miaomiao had to hold the big soft steaming bun with two small hands to hold it.

"Mom, eat." First, she obediently bowed the steamed stuffed bun in front of Yang Rong.

Yang Rong smiled gently and took a bite, then touched her little head lovingly: "Miao Miao eat."

Xin Miaomiao licked her small mouth, wanting to take a bite, but when she thought of something, she first looked at Mo Ziqi on the other side, and handed the big bun to him again: "Qiqi eat."

Naturally, Mo Ziqi didn't know how to eat, but he softened his eyes because of her thoughtfulness, and then patted her little head, saying, "Eat by yourself."

Seeing that all the people who should be filial have finished their filial piety, the little girl happily gnawed on it, chewed it, took another bite, and continued to chew it, but her little brows also frowned.

Why is there no stuffing?

Unbelievable, he gnawed another big mouthful, but still didn't see any fillings, the whole little bun's face wrinkled up, he lifted it up, looked at the beautiful boy beside him, and pouted aggrievedly: "Qiqi, there is no meat. .”

"You can't eat meat today." Faced with the brat's grievances, Mo Ziqi responded without changing his expression.

"Mom? Qi Qi doesn't give Miao Miao meat to eat." The little girl took a bite out of the stuffed bun, then turned around and complained to Yang Rong in front of the person involved, without knowing how to avoid suspicion.

Others thought it was nothing, but Yang Rong's heart ached and her eyes couldn't help turning red again.

Xin Miaomiao's mind was abnormal, she only really discovered it two years ago.

Although Miao Miao was as delicate as she is now, she was quite smart, and when she thought of bad ideas, she was even more ruthless, and she didn't see anything wrong with her IQ at all.

When she grew up to be seven or eight years old, she still had the same temperament as when she was four years old, and she didn't think about other things, she only thought that she was so pure in nature.

But when she was ten years old, an ordinary child could understand everything she should know, but her Miao Miao—couldn't even understand some of the most basic common sense.

Some questions, if asked by her at the age of four, can be said to be naive and romantic, but if she continues to do this at the age of 12, then it is not naive, but stupid!When she was often asked silly questions by Miao Miao, she realized that her child was not only physically defective, but also psychologically...

No matter what her child is, she naturally doesn't think there is anything, she will love it like a treasure.

However, she couldn't stand other people's strange eyes on her daughter, and she couldn't forget that the little girl raised her head for the first time and asked her with a smile: "Mom, why did some classmates say Miaomiao is a fool?" At that moment, her heart was really broken.