The Sweet Stepmother and Her Cute Cubs

The comrades who eat dry food feel that their pancakes are not fragrant. The taste of Hancheng’s dried plum and sesame pancakes is really domineering, and they can no longer care about Hancheng’s handsome face that “do not approach strangers”, so he swallowed and asked: “Comrade What are you eating, why is it so delicious?"

Su Xiaoxiao's dried plum biscuits are not big, not much bigger than eggs, Hancheng eats one after two or three bites, it's very crispy, and when you bite into it, you have to catch the crumbs with your hands, so I was thinking about this. She and the children should be eating or just finished eating, and I don't know what delicious food she will give the children tonight. No matter what she does, it will definitely be the first delicious rice ball. When asked this, Han Cheng Gou lip smiled: "My daughter-in-law made sesame biscuits with dried plums and vegetables."

"Your daughter-in-law made it? I thought it was bought from outside. This skill looks better than the chef of a state-run hotel. Comrade, your life is so good. It's fine if the cake my daughter-in-law bakes for me is not fragrant, it's not very familiar. , I’m not allowed to spend money to buy food, sigh!” The comrade who was eating dry food sighed, this comrade smiles so good, the **** who can make such delicious cakes should also be very good-looking, right? Resignedly, he smelled the fragrance of other people's cakes and ate half-cooked dry food made by his ugly wife.

Speaking of Su Xiaoxiao, the smile on Han Cheng's face became warmer: "My life is very good, and my daughter-in-law is very good."

Although there are ten or eight biscuits with dried plums in a lunch box, Hancheng is only willing to eat one a day. He is not willing to eat it at noon. In the evening, he only eats one when he thinks about Su Xiaoxiao. This thing can be stored for a long time. He had just started his business trip, and there were still ten and eight days to come. He was really reluctant to give it to other comrades in the carriage.

There were only the three of them in the carriage, and the other one didn't know where they were going. Han Cheng opened the lunch box containing the smoked fish, and used chopsticks that hadn't been touched to give each of them a piece: "The biscuits will not be given to you. Try the smoked fish made by my wife."

Food is precious these days, and it is easy not to eat other people's things. Fish is much more precious than biscuits. Comrades who eat dry food do not know what Han Cheng is thinking, and they repeatedly refuse.

The comrade who eats dry food is surnamed Li, a very simple farmer named Li Dahai, who goes to the capital to visit relatives. His relatives asked someone to buy the ticket for him. This is the first time he has sat in a sleeper. Naturally, it is not an ordinary person who can travel in a sleeper in the early days. It is good for him to stay somewhere on the train.

Han Cheng slept in the upper bunk. He was either reading or writing and drawing all day, and he didn't talk to them much. Old Li didn't expect others to be so friendly. Not only did he not dislike him, he also gave him the meat. I was so excited that I could barely speak.

The other is a gentle-looking **** man with glasses named Chen Bingyang, who is also on a business trip to the capital. When he saw Hancheng, he was a very atmospheric person, so he didn't show courtesy to Hancheng. Old smoked fish, I also ate it once in a state-run restaurant in Shanghai, and it is really unforgettable after eating, could it be that your lover is from Shanghai?"

Han Cheng took a bite of the smoked fish, and he didn't know how Su Xiaoxiao did it. After leaving it for so long, although it was not as crispy as it was just out of the pan, it tasted more fragrant and delicious, and there was no fishy smell at all.

He shook his head: "No, she usually likes to read books, and she likes to fiddle with all kinds of food. She will cook a little bit of food in various places, and she does everything in a decent manner."

Su Xiaoxiao doesn't have a so-called faction when making things. She can do whatever ingredients she can buy, and cook them as they taste good. Anyway, all the ingredients will be more delicious when they reach her magic hands.

Chen Bingyang took a bite, nodded and gave a thumbs up: "Yes, your lover's craftsmanship is better than the chef of a state-run hotel."

Li Dahai had never eaten something so delicious. He wanted to hide it and leave it to his son and ugly daughter-in-law to taste it, but he thought that it would be bad to keep it for so many days, so he had to take one bite at a time. Eat one after another.

Han Cheng didn't say anything, thinking about how Su Xiaoxiao looked when Xiao Liwu was making food, while savoring the food she made with love.

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Su Xiaoxiao was so sleepy after telling the bedtime stories to the three cubs, but she couldn't fall asleep when she returned to the room. It was strange to say that when she first came here, she slept soundly by herself and was used to hugging Han After sleeping in the city, I found that it was really hard to sleep alone.

The worst thing about this year is that I don't have a mobile phone. It would be great if I could have a mobile phone and Hancheng videos like I did in my previous life.

Su Xiaoxiao rolled on the bed with Han Cheng's pillow in her arms, took a deep breath of his breath, closed her eyes and started counting sheep.

Insomnia last night, Su Xiaoxiao's biological clock the next day was not on time, she didn't know when the two cubs got up, and when they went out with Zhao Xianfeng for morning exercises.

The three cubs' horse steps were steady, and Zhao Xianfeng began to teach them some basic boxing techniques.

Rice **** are the smartest. No matter what they teach, they can learn it once, but they are also the most lazy. Once they have learned it, they are only willing to put in five minutes of practice, but they are smart. If you do two more sloppy movements, they will correct you where you did it. Not standard, really reluctant to beat or scold, should be the type of smart students that all teachers have the most trouble with;

Xiaoyuer has the best physical fitness, but his comprehension ability is a little worse. He needs to teach a few more times. Once he has learned it, he will practice it very seriously;

Zhuzi should be the kind of student that all teachers like the most, with the most average abilities of all parties, smart, patient, hard-working, and serious in whatever he does.

Every child is a unique individual with their strengths, weaknesses, strengths and weaknesses. Zhao Xianfeng has now slowly begun to accept that he is not as smart as Han Cheng, and his son is not as smart as Xiao Fandan.

I just can't understand why such a smart child has to be called Xiao Fandan. You let Congcong, Mingming, Xiaolingli and Xiaoyuer live?

After the morning exercise, Zhao Xianfeng asked the little rice ball children how they were doing last night and whether there was anything at home.

The clever little rice ball took the opportunity to ask his Uncle Zhao: "Uncle Zhao, can you buy us breakfast?"

Zhao Xianfeng looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong with Su Xiaoxiao? Can't you get up to make breakfast?"

The little rice ball shook his head: "My mother was still sleeping when we went out. She was always distracted when she told us bedtime stories last night, and she said several wrong things. I think she must be thinking of her father, maybe at night She can't sleep, and if she doesn't have time to make breakfast next time, we'll be hungry!"

Zhao Xianfeng: "..." He looked at the small rice ball very seriously, this must not be a five-year-old child, this is going to become a fine!

Zhuzi thought for a while and asked a question: "Why didn't I find out that Auntie Su made a mistake? Where did I make a mistake?"

The little rice ball waved his hand: "I can memorize all the stories my mother told. I'll write it down to you when I'm in class, and you'll know."

Zhao Xianfeng: "!!" You still write stories silently in class? No, do you know how to read?

Zhao Xianfeng didn't give up: "Onigiri, how many words do you know? Can you write a story?"

Xiao Zhuzi replied for him, "I know the words I have seen on the rice ball. Aunt Su gave him the textbooks for the second and third grades to read by himself. If he didn't know the words, he could remember them by asking Aunt Su once. Pinyin will be used instead.”

Zhao Xianfeng was hit really hard, clutching his old heart, looking at his son who was only a few months younger than rice **** and was still learning radicals, his expression was very hurt, he shouldn't have asked.

The rice ball didn't know what Uncle Zhao was asking about. He looked at the position where the sun was rising, frowned and said, "Uncle Zhao, I will go to school when the sun is there," the rice ball pointed in the direction of the sun. A position, "Are you going to buy me breakfast? Otherwise, you can lend me ten dollars, and Xiao Zhuzi and I will buy it. When my father comes back, let him return it to you."

Someone else's son!

Zhao Xianfeng said weakly, "I'll take you back first, and I'll let Xiao Du bring you breakfast."

Xiao Du is Zhao Xianfeng's guard, a shy boy of eighteen or nineteen.

The little rice ball jumped three feet high: "Thank you, Uncle Zhao, you are good money, I will ask my father to pay it back to you later."

Someone else's son!

Zhao Xianfeng didn't want to talk anymore: "Okay, you don't have to worry about this, I'll settle it with your father!"

When the second child was born, he had to learn from Han Cheng and ask him how to give birth to a smart son.

The two cubs returned home refreshed, but Su Xiaoxiao hadn't woken up yet, even Xiaodoubao rubbed her eyes and came out to find her mother.

The little rice ball "shhh" and took his brother away: "Xiaodoubao, don't disturb mom first, wash your face and brush your teeth before going to wake mom up."

Xiaodoubao blinked and struggled to the ground: "Mama!" He wanted his mother to wash his face.

Onigiri took his brother away forcibly: "Let mother sleep more, she is very tired."

Su Xiaoxiao came out of the door and heard the words of the rice ball. She looked at her watch and knew that she was up late: "I'm sorry, cubs, mother is up late, the rice ball will take my brother to wash first, and I will make breakfast first. ."

Zhuzi said, "Auntie Su doesn't have to make breakfast. Uncle Zhao will have someone bring it over. Go wash up first."

Su Xiaoxiao rubbed the head of the pillars, these caring babies are really more worry-free than each other.

Xiao Du brought some fritters, soy milk and a few eggs over, Su Xiaoxiao wanted to give him the money, but he blushed and refused to accept: "Our head of the regiment said we would settle with Director Han, and the head of the regiment also said that it will be paid back in the next few days. You send it so you don't have to make breakfast."

After Xiao Du finished speaking, he ran away, and Su Xiaoxiao couldn't catch up even if he wanted to.

Not having to make breakfast really saves a lot of trouble. The family of four eats breakfast slowly, and there is still extra time to order, so they can all put on the clothes that Li Yufeng made for them, and head to school with their heads held high, small rice **** and small pillars. Pulling the little bean bag and jumping, singing "Going to School" while walking:

"The sun shines in the sky, the flowers smile at me, and the little bird says early morning, why are you carrying a small schoolbag..."

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