Just a little like + extra

No blame, only concern.

The kid's nervousness was calmed down a little, and he apologized in a crying voice, "I'm sorry, the vase is broken. I...I didn't mean it, I'm sorry."

"It's too heavy, isn't it?" Gu Luoyao squatted down and looked at An An at the same level, "Don't cry, it's useless to cry. Tell mom, why did it break? Is it too heavy or too slippery? , or for some other reason?"

An An thought about it for a long time, and gradually stopped crying, "It's too...too heavy, I can't hold it, it fell."

"Then why does it get so heavy? Huh?"

"Because... because of the water, too much water, heavy."

"Then what should we do next time?"

"Put less water."

"That's right. You are too small and have no strength, so you can't hold such a heavy thing. Next time, remember to put a little less water in, try it before moving it out, and pour out a little more water if you feel heavy. Got it. ?"

"En." Xiaotuanzi pinched his fingers, nodded with red eyes.

Gu Luoyao smiled, "Go and get a rag, you can't let others take care of you for the trouble you caused."

"No need, what if he gets stabbed." Yu Huan just swept up the debris and was about to dump it into the trash can.

"Wait, don't pour it in." Gu Luoyao pressed her arm, went under the coffee table and took out a few leaflets, "Wrap it in here. This vase won't break too much, just clean it and you'll be fine." How can a child be so delicate, he will be fine if he wipes it with water."

It makes sense, but you can still be so calm at this time, are you sure this is your own son.

Yu Huan honestly wrapped all the fragments in paper and wrapped them with tape. Gu Luoyao took out a marker pen from somewhere and wrote the words 'broken porcelain fragments' on the outside.

They all say that they can write like a person, and they can write such beautiful characters on such wrinkled paper. Yu Huan is very envious when he sees it.

Her handwriting has been special since she was a child... and I can't say that she is ugly. Anyway, she looks very naive. It feels like the handwriting written by a child who has just entered junior high school, and it is also written by a boy who has just entered junior high school.

No matter how many copybooks I traced, I couldn't practice my handwriting well. Yu Huan always felt that people who could write beautiful handwriting were very good.

An An came out with a dry rag, unfolded the cloth and threw it on the water stains, plopped on the ground and began to wipe, carefully and carefully.

There is a lot of water on the ground, and the rag cannot continue to work when it is full of water. After wiping, there is still a puddle of water.

Yu Huan went to get two more yuan, and handed one to An An, "Hey, let's change one. Sister Xiaoyu will help you, okay?"

"No, An'an can do it herself."

The little guy was very persistent, twisted his body and pulled the two rags over, piled them together and continued to wipe vigorously.

Two adults squatted beside them, staring at a three-year-old child wiping the floor.

This picture always feels a bit like nüè/wai/child/gong.

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Not interested in flower arranging, Yu Huan went into the kitchen and started making today's dinner.

The beef brisket bought in the morning is still in the freezer, take it out, cut into large pieces, and blanch it in a pot under cold water to remove the blood foam.

There are both red wine and cooking wine, Yu Huan was not sure, so he went out with two bottles to ask Gu Luoyao.

The mother and the son were studying how to make the bouquet look better, when they heard her come out and turn their heads in unison, the two pairs of eyes carved out of the same mold were shining, Yu Huan's heart softened inexplicably.

"I'm going to stew beef brisket. Red wine tastes more mellow and slightly sweet. Cooking wine won't leave alcohol. Which one do you think is better?"

Gu Luoyao really doesn't understand things in the kitchen, so she can only make judgments based on her experience of eating.

"Then...for red wine, would it be helpful to put less wine?"

"Yes, there is, the difference is not very big, it is mainly used to remove fishy smell."

"Then red wine."

At this time, An An was puzzled again, "Will I be drunk?"

drunk?The alcohol will basically evaporate, so you won't get drunk.

but...

"Don't worry, I won't get drunk if I don't give you food." Yu Huan thought of teasing him, and acted with a sullen face.

Sure enough, the little guy believed it, blinked half a beat later to make sure he heard it right, "Huh? I can't eat, that's fine."

Yu Huan pursed his lips to prevent himself from laughing, raised his eyebrows at Gu Luoyao and sent a signal, regardless of whether Gu Luoyao received it, he turned around and went back to the kitchen.

Let them do such a literary activity as flower arrangement, her stage is in the kitchen.

The flower arrangement team outside is researching which direction the dwarf sunflowers are better to face. The little chef inside sprinkles rock sugar into the oil pan, and pours the sliced ​​beef brisket after the rock sugar melts.

The flower arrangement team outside was struggling with whether the chicks should be separated or put together. The little chef inside drank the lipstick and tasted it, and poured in two and a half spoons after confirming the taste.

The flower arrangement team outside was busy drawing lines on the guī back leaves for easy cutting. The little cook inside put the beef brisket aside to simmer slowly, and started another pot to cook tofu.

The flower arrangement team outside is still looking for angles to adjust the bouquet, and the little cook has already torn the cabbage and fried it and put it on a plate.

Stewed beef brisket with carrots and red wine, braised tofu in soy sauce, shredded cabbage, one meat and two vegetables, plus a ginger, mushroom and chicken soup cooked in the afternoon.

"Dinner is ready~" Yu Huan yelled, put down the casserole and squeezed his earlobe.