The doll is soft and delicate, and her skills are at the top of the 70 exam

Jiang Aiguo thought, darling, there won't be a bowl left today, right?

"Dad's bowl is fine, it was just Mengmeng's hands slipping just now." Jiang Mengmeng analyzed in a childlike voice, "Don't worry, Dad, I have mastered the essence of dishwashing, so don't worry, Dad."

Listen, this girl is really filial, throwing bowls is comforting.

Jiang Aiguo became even more worried when he heard this.

Kick on your shoes and run to the kitchen.

"How about it, do you want Dad to help?" Jiang Aiguo asked.

Jiang Mengmeng stepped on the small stool and turned to her father happily, "I can."

Jiang Aiguo couldn't put it into words: ...I don't think you can do it, girl.

Jiang Aiguo rolled up his sleeves and told Jiang Mengmeng with his actions that he believed in her very much.

Bai Mei glanced at the bustling kitchen, hey, it's a good time to talk about washing the dishes.

It's not about exchanging ideas, but on-site teaching.

Teacher Jiang Mengmeng, student Jiang Aiguo.

The reason why Jiang Mengmeng is a teacher has to be traced back to the pile of messy books her father brought back.

Hei San doesn't look for textbooks specifically when looking for books, but collects a lot of them at wholesale prices and puts them together. Jiang Aiguo only chooses textbooks for his daughter carefully, and other books are all based on feeling. Put it on pleasing to the eye, no, Jiang Mengmeng has nothing to do, so she turns on the scanning technique, flips through the book, and expands her knowledge. Although Mengmeng doesn't know what it means, she can't resist her memory. remember.

No, Jiang Mengmeng just read the book saying that bubbles are flying all over the sky, and Jiang Mengmeng wanted to see it, and if she didn't feel tempted, she had to act, looking at the things in the kitchen and tinkering with them all the time, the first thing to do was to drop the bowl because the oil slipped out of her hand.

What should I do if I have oil in my hand? Water couldn't wash it off, so Jiang Mengmeng picked up vinegar, baking soda, and then poured some wine, and rubbed it against the water. It didn't matter. After rubbing it, Jiang Mengmeng felt that her hands were clean, and she felt pretty good. It was comfortable, so the things in the kitchen suffered a disaster, but Jiang Mengmeng was still a thief. Who has a smart brain and a good memory, and restored the used things and put them back exactly as they were.

When Jiang Aiguo came, he didn't notice it, and when he started washing the dishes, he realized something was wrong. Why did the dishes get cleaned up so badly?

It shouldn't be, the meat sausage in winter is lard, and it can't be cleaned with hot water. How can it be so bright after washing in warm water today?

The curious Jiang Aiguo looked at the poured water and found some small particles.

Jiang Aiguo looked up at Jiang Mengmeng.

Originally, Jiang Mengmeng pretended to be quite righteous, but after being stared at by her father for a long time, her heart became weak, and her little eyes wandered around.

Yep, typical guilty conscience.

Jiang Aiguo tsk tsk tsk in his heart, commenting on his daughter's lack of concentration, and looked at her face seriously, "Let me be honest, Jiang Mengmeng, please explain."

So Jiang Mengmeng confessed.

then.....

Just started the small class.

Little teacher Jiang Mengmeng taught adults and students Jiang Aiguo to start making Mengmeng brand dish soap, and failed several times, which made Jiang Aiguo suspect that his daughter was playing with him.

Jiang Aiguo's heart ached with defeat.

Look at this waste, it's all money.

Fortunately, Huangtian paid off. Jiang Mengmeng summed up her experience in failure and found that the flour she used was not flour but baking soda, and what she taught students was flour, and there were errors in raw materials, so this is why Jiang Aiguo Always the cause of failure.

Although the reason was found, a lot of materials were wasted, and Baimei was dumbfounded when she lazily entered the kitchen eating canned food.

A burglar in the kitchen?

Is this messy, water-dropped kitchen the one she cleaned so hard in the afternoon?

Bai Mei was so angry, and the consequences of her anger were that Jiang Aiguo's ears would suffer, and Jiang Mengmeng would sit on a bamboo shoot on her butt.

"Is it wrong?" Baimei asked.

Jiang Mengmeng was aggrieved, "Mengmeng and Dad are doing experiments."

The small eyes seem to say, Mom, be sensible, can you stop messing around?

"Oh, I see you want to be tested," Baimei grabbed Jiang Mengmeng's fate by the back of her neck and shook it in the air, "Will I go in later, and you father and daughter will dismantle the kitchen?"

Jiang Mengmeng was like a little cabbage picked at random, being swayed from side to side in the air.

Jiang Aiguo looked at his daughter-in-law's strength and was timid, "How dare you."

Jiang Aiguo, who made a mistake, was punished by Baimei to sleep on the sofa, while Jiang Mengmeng was carried into the room by her mother to sleep.

The jealousy in Jiang Aiguo's heart is a participant, so why should his wife only punish him?Why doesn't the girl sleep on the sofa and he sleeps on the bed?Daughter-in-law is so unfair!

Furious Jiang Aiguo got up in a daze with dark circles under his eyes the next day, and walked into the house.

It's past twelve o'clock, and it's been five hours since his wife said "sleep on the sofa today", so he can go into the house to sleep confidently.

Well, the bed is still comfortable.

Bai Mei opened her eyes in a daze, saw the father of the child, snorted coldly, turned over and continued to sleep, hugging Jiang Mengmeng who was like a hot stove.

The family of three slept until the sun was high before getting up.

Baimei, who had just cleaned up, saw the pork shredded noodles in front of her, and sucked arrogantly, sucked.

"Well, dad, do you have any more? Have another bowl."

Jiang Mengmeng, who had not eaten breakfast: ...(￣ ii ￣;) Mengmeng also wants to have a bowl.

"Father, Mengmeng wants to eat too."

Jiang Aiguo glanced at his daughter, little traitor, hum ╭(╯^╰)╮.

Jiang Mengmeng was pitiful, her eyes drooling.

Jiang Aiguo proudly took out a rice noodle cake from his pocket.

Jiang Mengmeng:? (wДw)! ! ! !

So Mengmeng eats cakes, and mother eats meat?

Wow, Mengmeng is such a miserable girl.

Jiang Aiguo snorted, "It's good to eat some, pick and choose, forget it, I'll eat by myself."

Jiang Aiguo withdrew his hand after speaking.

Jiang Mengmeng has quick hands and quick eyes, and her little claws quickly snatched the rice flour cake. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. Although it is vegetarian, it is better than steamed buns. At least it is the high-quality rice that Dabao signed.

Isn't it hot? This is what Jiang Aiguo specially makes when he wakes up in the morning.

The corner of Jiang Aiguo's mouth curled up, and he handed over a cup.

Jiang Mengmeng took her father's hand and gulped down a glass of malted milk, plus three rice cakes.

The rice cakes were as big as an adult's fist, and Jiang Mengmeng finished three of them in one go.

Jiang Aiguo sighed, my daughter has such a good appetite.

After Baimei was full, she carried a bowl and dragged Jiang Aiguo to the kitchen with great interest, "Didn't you say you made dish soap? Show me."

Jiang Mengmeng looked at her parents' backs and sighed, "My lord is so kind, you don't need to study, you can just play when you wake up."

Jiang Mengmeng, who is bitter, holds the book of the second year of junior high school and starts to chew. This year, Dabao has added several assessments such as English, physics, chemistry, and geography. Jiang Mengmeng is under more and more pressure to study. , Jiang Mengmeng felt that her brain was not enough.