After retiring from the circle, the queen of Jiaoye spoiled the rich and powerful

The long-lost warmth permeated over, and there was an indescribable feeling that made his eye sockets more moist.

"I'm sorry, you were sleeping before, and my aunt happened to meet something when she went out, which delayed the time. I will tell you in advance where my aunt will go in the future, so that you are worried."

Song Weitang said softly.

A little guilty in her heart, she had never raised a child before, so she didn't think about the feelings of the two children.

"Who's worried about you?"

Song Jinyan muttered stiffly.

"My aunt is also an aunt for the first time, so there will be times when she doesn't do well, so I hope that the two little cute adults will have a lot, please forgive my aunt, my aunt promises that I will never do it again in the future."

Song Weitang reached out and rubbed Song Jinyan's head, the child's hair was so soft and comfortable, ahhh, I really want to touch it all the time.

Song Jinyan raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him who was smiling warmly.

Ever since his parents had an accident, he and his younger brother had been treated with cold eyes, and this was the first time he felt warmth from someone else.

Do you want to trust the person in front of you?

Song Weitang didn't rush the two little guys in front of her, she just squatted down and looked at them.

Song Jinyan raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him who smiled so warmly.

The woman is half-squatting at the moment, with one hand still holding Qiyan, which is actually a lot of effort, but she still maintains this movement and looks at them with a smile all the time.

It took a long time before he spoke.

"it is good."

Hearing Song Jinyan's answer, Song Weitang fell to the ground with a thump, oh my god, this is really tiring.

"From now on, this home will belong to the three of us. If there is anything, the three of us can discuss it together and bear it together, okay?"

Although Song Weitang lying on the ground had an indecent posture, she had a bright smile on her face and looked at Song Jinyan with bright eyes.

Song Jinyan nodded vigorously.

"I agree, too, and I agree."

In Song Weitang's arms, the little bun who seemed to understand half understood also nodded vigorously following the example of the other two.

Song Weitang and Song Jinyan couldn't help laughing as they looked at the bewildered little guy.

"Get up and eat."

Song Weitang picked up the little bun and yelled.

"Auntie, I still want to eat noodles. Auntie's noodles are so delicious."

Xiao Baozi's eyes lit up when he heard the meal, and he couldn't help licking his lips when he thought of the meal at noon.

Song Weitang couldn't help but started teasing Xiao Baozi.

"How delicious?"

"I have never eaten such delicious noodles in my life."

After thinking for a moment, the little guy said solemnly.

Song Weitang couldn't hold back the poof and laughed out loud.

this life……

She stretched out her hand and squeezed the little bun who was only three years old.

Said pretending to think.

"Ah, my aunt is planning to make sweet and sour pork with cherries and sweet and sour eggplant tonight..."

A series of dish names escaped from Song Weitang's mouth. These are all the dishes that children like to eat after she specially checked them.

Listening to a bunch of his favorite dishes, Song Qiyan's mouth watered.

woohoo...

All the dishes my aunt said were his favorites.

But, but...

The noodles at noon, thinking of the noodles at noon, Xiao Baozi felt even more hungry.

Then that white and tender little face wrinkled into a ball, looking extremely painful.

"Auntie, Yanyan still wants to eat noodles."

The noodles at noon are so delicious, he has never eaten such delicious noodles.

Hearing Xiao Baozi's answer, Song Weitang was a little surprised.

The little guy's will is very firm, but he can't be tempted.

However, eating noodles at noon and eating noodles at night will result in unbalanced nutrition.

"Yanyan, my aunt can make a lot of delicious food, are you sure you don't want to try my aunt's cooking?"

Song Qiyan, who was determined to eat noodles today, looked at Song Weitang, hesitated for a long time, really, really excited!

Although he wanted to eat noodles, he also wanted to try other delicious dishes made by his aunt.

"Then eat noodles tomorrow?"

Xiao Baozi hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly.

"it is good."

Song Weitang burst into laughter immediately.

She has confidence in her craft.

As long as the little guy eats other things she cooks, he will never think so.

The two little guys sat upright on the table.

Song Weitang quickly walked into the kitchen.

The first thing she does when she is sensible is to hold a kitchen knife, and cooking has almost been carved into her bones.

As long as she took the kitchen knife, she could only see the ingredients in front of her.

Song Jinyan in the living room looked towards the kitchen.

The woman in the kitchen who was cooking seriously with a kitchen knife seemed to be wrapped in golden light for an instant, making it impossible to take her eyes off her.

"Brother, it smells so good."

After a while, Xiaotuanzi groaned from his already hungry stomach when he smelled the smell coming from the kitchen.

The red sweet and sour pork has just come out of the pot. In the steaming heat, every piece of sweet and sour pork is covered with sauce. The sweet and sour taste makes people's taste buds greatly stimulated. Crystal clear.

Song Qiyan's saliva dripped down.

Song Jinyan next to him directly covered his face, not wanting to admit that the idiot next to him was his younger brother.

Xiaotuanzi didn't know how to use chopsticks yet, so Song Weitang prepared a small fork for him.

The sweet and sour sauce in the mouth, the slightly hot breath, and a mouthful of fragrant white rice.

Xiaotuanzi just feels so happy!

In the past, my aunt at home also made sweet and sour pork, but the taste was completely incomparable with the current taste.

The little guy didn't go to school, so he couldn't think of any adjectives. He just thought it was delicious. He had never eaten such delicious sweet and sour pork in his life.

When Song Weitang came out with other dishes, the heads of the two little guys were almost buried in the bowl, and neither of the two little guys spoke, they just buried their heads in eating.

"Auntie, it's delicious."

Xiao Baozi said indistinctly while eating.

Song Jinyan on the other side also expressed his support with actions.

Song Weitang spooned a ball for Xiaotuanzi.

Compared with the bright red sweet and sour pork, this white meatball is obviously not so popular.

The little guy wrinkled his face, showing resistance to the ball.

"Yanyan, you don't like the dishes that your aunt cooks?"

Song Weitang sighed slightly, Xiaotuanzi put the meatballs on the fork and stuffed them into his mouth without further ado.

My aunt has worked so hard, even if it is unpalatable, he will eat it too. My mother said, don't waste the heart of the person who loves you.

The white meatballs looked bland and had no smell.

Because it is for two little guys, the meatballs are not big enough, just big enough for the little guys to take a bite of.

Bite down, the delicious taste of the white meatball explodes in the mouth instantly.

The little guy's originally frowning brows instantly relaxed.

"Delicious!"

His eyes lit up, and he forked another immediately.

"Auntie is amazing!"

There are not too many adjectives, Xiao Baozi repeats this sentence over and over again.