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The consequence of explosive consumption is that it also explodes when packing up.

Regardless of the snacks, the six bags of things, the bags of vegetables, seafood, and meat have to be packed in separate bags, and then thinking about how to put the boxes in the refrigerator in a space-saving manner is enough for Brother Liao to have a headache for a while .

But fortunately, Lin Sheng's hidden attributes of a wife can always appease Liao Dalang's irritable hair at critical moments.

Lin Sheng went to the cabinet and took out one by one sub-packages for meat and seafood, as well as disposable fresh-keeping bags for various dishes.

As for Brother Liao, he received the same city furniture that he had just ordered at the mall in a timely manner.

After Liao Muyang signed for the goods, he began to unpack and set up the fragmented iron frames and planks inside.

Lin Sheng sat on the table and took a look from afar, only guessing that it was a cabinet or something, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and continued busy with the work at hand.

The two complement each other too much.

Waiting for Lin Sheng to finish distributing the various ingredients, Liao Muyang had almost finished building things at the other end, and only took a damp cloth to wipe the slightly stained dust on it.

Lin Sheng neatly stuffed all the ingredients into the refrigerator, finished his work, walked towards Liao Muyang and stood beside him.

Liao Muyang wiped off the dust on the shelf, then dragged the shelf and placed it flat under the TV, the height was just right.

Lin Sheng looked at the long and wide basket-style storage rack, and was a little puzzled as to what it was suitable for.

But at this moment, he understood his purpose.

Liao Muyang walked to the dining table and picked up bags of snacks and poured them into the basket, one bag after another, waiting for all the snacks to be poured in, just enough to fill the storage basket to the brim.

Brother Liao looked at the basket and smiled with satisfaction, clapped his hands, turned around and said to Lin Sheng who blinked his eyes blankly behind him and said, "Sheng Zi, this place will be specially used for snacks from now on, you can take it if you want to eat."

Liao Muyang did not specify that this thing and most of the snacks in it were sweets, and he bought it specially for Lin Sheng, mainly because he was afraid that his children would start thinking wildly again.

But this time, Lin Sheng quickly understood that this set of equipment and snacks was obviously bought by Liao Muyang.

After all, with the experience of being asked all the way in the supermarket, do you want this, do you want that, and finally just bought one of each, it is difficult for Xiao Linsheng to guess.

It's just that since Lin Sheng got a little enlightened in the hug in the supermarket, he has also learned not to be so sensitive and flustered to Liao's sore nose and red eyes. The smile didn't stop for a moment.

Brother Liao looked at the cute and headless kid, walked straight up to him, raised a finger to lightly poke the deep dimple, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, I keep laughing, I don't know what to do." I'm going to laugh silly."

Lin Sheng was poked in the dimple, but still didn't stop her warm smile, and shook her head obediently, to show that she was not stupid.

Brother Liao's words were naturally meant to tease the children. Seeing Lin Sheng being so naive and serious, he raised his hand and rubbed his head helplessly, and said while rubbing: "Snacks can be eaten, but meals are also okay. If you want to eat, if you can’t eat snacks, you won’t eat, you know?”

The tone was like an old father who was worried that the children would eat snacks and not eat.

But fortunately, Brother Liao's kid is very obedient and obedient.

He listened to Liao Muyang's words, nodded his head, and almost made a serious oath.

Liao Muyang looked at Lin Sheng's overly obedient expression, he just wanted to wrap her in his arms and kiss him hard, and then hugged and rubbed him without letting go.

But fortunately, Brother Liao still has a bit of self-control, so he won't be so beastly.

He sighed silently in his heart, and only hoped that his children would finish their intense studies in the third year of high school quickly, so that he could justifiably embrace people earlier and "do whatever he wants".

It was already past seven o'clock in the evening after the two of them packed up their things, and it was already time for dinner, and the little dessert had already been consumed.

The kitchen is naturally a place where Xiao Lin Sheng can show off his skills, but today I don't know where Brother Liao made a mistake. He wants to learn how to cook from Lin Sheng.

The consequences of this can be imagined, even Lin Sheng, an old driver who has been in the kitchen for many years, can't save Brother Liao's cooking skills that can only distinguish between sugar, salt, and monosodium glutamate.

When three chicken breasts were scrapped, and the kitchen was filled with the choking smell of dried chilies, and the rumbling stomach protested.

Brother Liao finally retreated before he succeeded, and returned the kitchen to Lin Sheng after the window was opened to dissipate the smell.

As a result, the time for the two of them to have dinner was abruptly postponed to nearly ten o'clock, and it took almost an hour to clean up the messy kitchen later.

It was almost twelve o'clock when the two of them finished packing up and took a comfortable hot bath.

As soon as Brother Liao lay down on the bed, he jumped up, remembering that he still had something to ask, so he opened the door and walked towards Lin Sheng's room.

He stood at the door and looked at the light shining through the crack of the door, and then he knocked on the door for a gesture, then opened the door and went in.

"Sheng Zi forgot to tell you. There is an art exhibition tomorrow afternoon. I have two invitation letters. Do you want to go?"

Lin Shengtuan exposed a pair of dark eyes under the quilt, and nodded after listening to Liao Muyang's words.

After all, I am a person who likes to draw, so the exhibition is still very attractive.

Brother Liao saw the child nodding, so he stopped talking. He entered the room and turned off the light for Lin Sheng, and turned on the soft night light beside the bed. Then he stood by the bed and kneaded Lin Sheng. Sheng's little head softly said good night.

He ate late for dinner today, and it would be easy to hold on with milk, so Liao Muyang didn't reheat milk for Lin Sheng to drink.

Liao Muyang's chiseled face softened a lot against the dim light, and together with the softly lowered voice and the erosion of his biological clock, that kind of reassuring drowsiness spread in Lin Sheng's consciousness.

Lin Sheng raised his hand to sign good night, and then let the drowsiness flood his whole body, and slowly closed his eyelids under Liao Muyang's gentle gaze.

Brother Liao stood by the bed for a long time, only waiting for Lin Sheng to gradually fall asleep, then bent down in peace of mind, and gently kissed that smooth forehead with the corners of his lips curled up.

A face dyed with pure pampering tenderness.

The next day, Brother Liao slept until almost noon without accident, and Lin Sheng also woke up a little late, at nine o'clock.

The industrious Xiao Linsheng couldn't stop washing and brushing, and cleaned up the clothes that needed to be washed and the scattered and messy things. By the way, he made six dishes and one soup for lunch according to Brother Liao's appetite.

Waiting for Brother Liao to go to bed together, and when he walked out the door of the room, what he could smell was the delicious smell of rice and the vaguely fresh smell in the air after washing.

Brother Liao, who was used to living alone in the past, had to lament once again that the life with children at home is so comfortable that it couldn't be more comfortable.

Waiting for the two of them to have a good lunch, Brother Liao finished washing the dishes, and then officially went out towards the art exhibition.