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It is worthy of the title of a cooker, and it is quite a joy to eat.

An An is not very good at eating, so her bib, chin, and hands are all confused.

Chen Jinfeng smiled at his daughter while wiping away the confusion.

He teased An An with the toy, and fed it while An An was not paying attention.

"An'an, you have become a confused doll!"

On the other side, Fu Jiaer hugged Pingping, teasing and feeding her.

After taking the first bite, his face was wrinkled into a bun, and after the second bite, his complexion became even worse, and he vomited up the confusion.

When it comes to the third bite, turn your head to one side to express that you don’t want to eat! .

Chapter 1: Plain Eccentric Mother

With that little expression, it felt like what he was eating was not rice cereal, but some kind of bitter medicine.

Fu Jiaer coaxed Pingping, "Son, let's have a taste, it's actually not that bad, come on!"

Pingping's face was full of repulsion, Fu Jiaer had no choice but to say, "Husband, if Pingping doesn't eat it, can An An eat it?"

Chen Jinfeng replied, "An An's little bowl is about to bottom out!"

Damn, her daughter has never let her down on the road of cooking!

Looking back at Pingping, Fu Jiaer hugged him to comfort him, "Okay, okay, don't eat if you don't want to eat, you can eat it when you get older."

Chen Jinfeng fed An An about fifteen, six or seven small spoons, and just finished eating, and the little guy stopped eating.

Chen Jinfeng found a small square towel to wash An An's face and hands, and cleaned the cart.

After tidying up, An An turned into a cute little baby again, playing with toys.

As long as she is full, she can play by herself for a long time.

Chen Jinfeng came over to look at Pingping, the little guy was not interested in supplementary food, he was humming like a pig, and was about to drink milk.

Fu Jiaer described to him, "Honey, you didn't see Pingping's expression just now, that's all!"

A stunning face was made into an emoji, and Chen Jinfeng boasted that his wife is so pretty.

Fu Jiaer coquettishly said, "Honey, I'm talking to you, okay?"

Chen Jinfeng teased her, "Honey, show me that expression just now."

Fu Jiaer flatly refused, "No, you're going to hurt me again."

No matter how much Chen Jinfeng begged, she would never agree!

During the nap, An An ate complementary food, put it on the small bed in the second bedroom, and fell asleep after playing by herself.

Chen Jinfeng tidied up the house a bit, and when he came back, he saw the little guy in a reverse C shape, sound asleep.

He browsed a post before, and he posted all kinds of strange sleeping positions of babies.

Only you can't think of it, nothing they can't do!

In the master bedroom, Fu Jiaer was breastfeeding Pingping while reading the reviews of the breaker she bought today.

"Husband, do you think the sound of this wall breaker is loud or not?"

"It's within the normal range, it's pretty good."

"I took a look. This model has a lot of functions. Shall we buy one for mom?"

Fu Jiaer continued, "They don't have to make breakfast, they can get some soy milk or peanut butter when they're hungry?"

Chen Jinfeng thought about it, and felt that Chen's mother would not use it, "I'll ask her if she needs this thing."

Fu Jiaermei glared at him, "Your mother loves money, even if she wants to, she won't tell you~."

Chen Jinfeng was right when he thought about it, "Then I'll turn around and ask. If she thinks this thing is good, it means it's easy to use. Next time, I'll buy one and give it to her."

Fu Jiaer nodded, thinking that the little guy was asleep, but he couldn't hear their conversation with his eyes wide open.

"Go to sleep, I won't sleep until this hour, do you want to take a nap?"

Pingping turned over, looked at Chen Jinfeng, and smiled at him.

As long as Chen Jinfeng doesn't hug him, the little guy still likes to smile at him!

Chen Jinfeng teased him, "Go to sleep, or Dad will play PP later."

He could have imagined that his son, who had been laughing at him just now, would pout his mouth and cry with aggrieved face the next second.

The husband and wife looked at each other, and Chen Jinfeng was even more surprised.

"I didn't kill him!"

Fu Jiaer brought the rations to Pingping and coaxed him.

"Hey, daddy is not angry, he doesn't hit PP, he doesn't cry, he doesn't cry."

Pingping was sobbing and eating, then turned sideways to look at Chen Jinfeng.

Looking at each other, Pingping cried sadly.

Chen Jinfeng looked confused, and Fu Jiaer smiled.

"Honey, next time you talk to Pingping nicely, don't be harsh on him, you'll make the child feel wronged."

Chen Jinfeng feels more wronged than his son.

"Hey, you can say this, but I can't? Why? Because I don't have rations?"

"This is too unfair. The key is that I didn't kill him!"

This expression made Fu Jia'er amused, "Husband, you are only four months old, and you are in your twenties, so don't worry about it like him."

Chen Jinfeng held his chest and exaggeratedly said, "It's just, uncomfortable, wronged, and want to cry."

Fu Jiaer knew that her husband was teasing her, so she went to coax him.

"Okay, okay, don't feel bad anymore, don't cry, don't cry!"

Chen Jinfeng said either way.