Whose child fell here

9.

When Yu Wenrui saw this painting, he had an answer in his heart, and now it was confirmed, and he guessed right. Seeing the child begging for praise, he smiled and praised him sincerely. , "Dudu draws very well."

The child seemed to be more happy when he got the compliment, and he turned a page back, and there were three people drawn on it, two adults and a small stickman. A few hairs, and a cloud painted on another head, painted gray again.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, and Dudu," the child told Yu Wenrui, pointing at each of them.

Yu Wenrui was stunned for a moment, and later realized that he should be talking about grandpa and grandma, so he praised, "It's great."

For each of the following paintings, the child pointed to him one by one. Most of the pictures in the front were mothers, grandpas and grandmas, and various figures of fathers appeared in the back, which was different from the previous ones. With only a black brush, the drawing is extraordinarily tall. Yu Wenrui has no doubt that if it is not for the limitation of the drawing paper, he can draw even bigger.

Seeing Qin Huamao with long arms and legs, big eyes and small mouth on the paper, Yu Wenrui couldn't help but compare it with the man, and unexpectedly felt that the child's details were well controlled.

After flipping through the book, Yu Wenrui was dragged to the other side by the children. There was a fenced area with floor mats, a small slide, a rocking car, and other toys. In a small area, a lot of building blocks are piled up scatteredly.

The child opened the gate of the fence with ease, ran in with his feet free, sat down beside the building blocks, and showed Yu Wenrui a small house he had put together before.

Yu Wenrui stood outside, wondering if he should go in, when he heard Qin Huamao's voice behind him, "Dinner is ready."

When Yu Wenrui turned his head, Qin Huamao had already taken off the apron that didn't fit his style of painting, and was walking towards the dining table with a plate in one hand.

From this point of view, Qin Huamao has long hands and legs, and a very good figure.

Hearing that the meal was ready, the child decisively dropped the building blocks that he had just been fond of, put on his slippers and ran towards the dining table.

Yu Wenrui felt that it was not suitable for him to stay here any longer. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the child running back, holding his hand and pulling him towards the dining table, "Let's eat together."

Subconsciously wanting to refuse, Yu Wenrui didn't take a step forward, the child pulled it for a while and gave him a puzzled look.

Yu Wenrui opened his mouth to say something, when he saw Qin Huamao's voice coming from afar, "I ordered something casually, why don't you stay for some food, just take it as a thank you for the picture you drew for Dudu."

Qin Huamao's intentions were good, but Yu Wenrui had eaten at home before, but the other party's invitation was very serious. He was really not good at rejecting others. When he came back to his senses, he had already sat at the table.

"Here," Qin Huamao personally handed over the bowls and chopsticks filled with rice.

"Thank you," Yu Wenrui took the bowl and chopsticks with some embarrassment, stood up again and wanted to help, but was rejected by Qin Huamao's eyes.

Noticing Yu Wenrui's discomfort, he scooped up another spoonful of rice, "Can I trouble you to bring Dudu up?"

Yu Wenrui was naturally willing not to sit here, he looked to the side, and saw the child running over with a yellow bib out of nowhere, and stretched out his hand on the leg of the chair.

The chair is specially designed for children. It is much higher than ordinary ones, and there is a fence around it. Yu Wenrui hugged Dudu and put him on the chair, and then helped him put his two legs into the space that separated him. on both sides of the fence.

After sitting down, Yu Wenrui held down the fidgeting child and put on the bib for him.

The bib should be made of silicone, and there is a pocket underneath. Yu Wenrui couldn't help but look at it a few more times. In his past memory, the bib was just a short scarf made of cloth. With the progress of the times, bibs have also improved a lot.

After buttoning the last button, a dinner plate was placed in front of the child. Immediately afterwards, Qin Huamao ordered dishes for him one by one, and finally stuffed a pair of chopsticks into the child's hands.

Yu Wenrui sat back in his seat, and watched the child put his fingers into the rings on the chopsticks one by one with some confusion.

Yu Wenrui looked anxious for him, and Qin Huamao over there had already helped him adjust it, and he clamped the chopsticks twice, and the child smiled with satisfaction.

"It's all random dishes, don't be polite," Qin Huamao solved his son's little problem, then turned around to greet Yu Wenrui, and while talking, he picked up a chopstick and started eating.

After getting along for a while, Qin Huamao had a little understanding of Yu Wenrui, knowing that if he was too polite, the other party might be even more uncomfortable, so he simply entertained him a little casually.

Just as Qin Huamao guessed, Yu Wenrui glanced at him and saw that his attitude was natural, even the movement of eating revealed a bit of elegance, and his tense back finally relaxed.

There were three dishes and one soup on the table. Although he had already eaten dinner, Yu Wenrui couldn't help but drop his chopsticks when he saw the bright dishes.

Yu Wenrui's eyes couldn't help but brighten up when a piece of burnt eggplant entered the mouth. The eggplant was oily in color, and there was some soup on its body, but it didn't look greasy. It made people salivate crazily. Take a big mouthful of rice.

Another chopsticks of broccoli, probably to take care of his son, the broccoli was cut very small, Yu Wenrui took one bite, the broccoli was crispy but not unbroken, almost made him want to ask how to do it arrived.

He also likes to eat broccoli, but if he cooks it himself, it will either be boiled soft, or it will not be broken, and he can't achieve such an emerald green color.

However, Yu Wenrui held back and silently picked up two more chopsticks.

Although he was not hungry, he felt that he could finish the meal.

For a moment, there was only the sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing, occasionally mixed with a few children's humming in satisfaction. Yu Wenrui went to see, and saw that the child was eating seriously with chopsticks in one hand, and would occasionally help with chopsticks It takes a while, but the whole meal is very satisfying, and I don't need others to help me at all.

Seeing that his son had almost eaten, Qin Huamao took another bowl of soup and went there. Unexpectedly, the child acted as if he hadn't seen it. He didn't even look at the soup bowl, and just concentrated on eating vegetables and rice.

Yu Wenrui looked over there from the corner of his eye, and Qin Huamao tapped the edge of the soup bowl with his chopsticks, "Drink the soup."

The child raised his head when he heard this, but remained unmoved, and stuffed another piece of broccoli into his mouth. The broccoli stuffed his mouth, and with his expression of trying to chew, it was really cute tight.

Seeing the child's refusal to cooperate, Qin Huamao pushed the soup bowl forward again, "Drink the soup."

This time the tone was much harsher than before, Yu Wenrui didn't need to look at it, he could guess that his expression would be a little bit cold at the moment.

For a moment, he felt that the surrounding temperature was much lower.

The child looked at his father without any fear, and was still chewing in his mouth, looking like you can bear me.

Seeing his son's miraculous appearance, Qin Huamao groaned softly in his heart. He stirred the spoon with the handle of the little yellow duck in the bowl, scooped out a few slices of pork liver, and put them on the side where the child had scooped out a piece of rice. in the groove.

"what!"

A sound of pounding on the table drew Yu Wenrui's attention, and he saw the child's small fleshy hand kept knocking on the table, and his big eyes were full of anger, staring at Qin Huamao.

Qin Huamao was not affected at all, and slowly put another mouthful of rice into his mouth, and saw the child puffed up his mouth again, holding the chopsticks and trying to pinch the pork liver aside piece by piece.

The pork liver slices are thin, and the child's chopsticks are not very proficient at all. He failed to pick them up several times, and finally used his hands to throw them directly to the edge of the rice plate.

Then Yu Wenrui saw that Qin Huamao clamped the chopsticks, and the pieces of pork liver fell safely to the original place again.

"have eaten."

The child didn't cooperate, and still had to work hard to take away the pig livers. His two cheeks became bigger and bigger, and the grievance on his face became more and more serious.

Just when Qin Huamao felt that his son was about to cry, he saw the child looking to the other side and flirting with Yu Wenrui, "Brother, Dad bullied me."

This is really unexpected...

Qin Huamao's chopsticks were empty, and he turned his attention to the young man opposite him.

Being locked by both father and son at the same time, Yu Wenrui swallowed the food in his mouth, and after deliberating, he said to the child, "Hey, eat this."

The child rolled his eyes back and forth, seeing that the people here did not support him, so he took a step back and said, "Hey."

Qin Huamao breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect his son to compromise so easily this time. Dudu doesn't like to eat offal, but in order to supplement nutrition, he still asks the nanny to do it once or twice, but every time the child is not very cooperative, In the end, I could barely eat some.

After finishing the rice in the bowl in two or three strokes, Qin Huamao put down the bowl and chopsticks, and reached for a spoon to feed the pork liver to his son, but the child's face turned crooked and he refused to feed him.

Frowning, Qin Huamao expressed dissatisfaction with his son's reneging on his promise, and handed it over again, but was rejected again.

The child raised his head and paused every word, "I don't want my father, but my brother."

Yu Wenrui: I was suddenly cueed and almost choked on food.

Swallowing the food in his mouth hastily, Yu Wenrui noticed the tense atmosphere between the father and son, and hesitated to ask, "How about me?"

Before Qin Huamao agreed, he saw his son happily jumping up and down on the chair. Although he was restricted by the fence, he couldn't move at all, but the two adults couldn't help but reach out to hold the chair.

Seeing his son so excited, Qin Huamao still had no choice but to hand over the bowl. He didn't expect to compromise so many times in just two days.

Yu Wenrui didn't think much of it, and reached out to take the bowl, and sure enough, he fed it, and the child cooperated a lot, even though he frowned after taking a bite, he ate it anyway.