You and I have nothing to do, it's all up to me to spend money

Dinner was prepared by Kanzaki Yu, potato stew, thick egg yakiniku, grilled saury, tofu miso soup, and a bowl of potato salad for Whitty.

The potatoes are stewed soft, mashed and mixed with various chopped vegetables.

A sprinkle of pepper will give it more flavor.

The entrance is soft, with a moderate salty aroma and a milky taste.

It is the type that both adults and children will like.

"Let him eat so much before dinner, won't he be unable to eat anything later?"

Fu Heisher was lying on the sofa, acting as a useless person waiting to be fed with great peace of mind, perhaps because he was a little bored sitting, he stood up and walked to the dining table, poked Hui who was obediently eating potato salad with a bowl, With a bit of disgust in his tone, "Did you not have lunch today?"

"Uh..." The room was warm, and the aroma of vegetables combined with the horse racing schedule being played on the TV, creating a gentle atmosphere.

Plus the needles and medicines I took in the afternoon.

Hui was so sleepy that his eyes almost closed.

Still struggling to maintain sanity, simply because the child felt that he had to eat and take a bath before going to sleep.

Now that he was poked by the unscrupulous father, he, who hadn't reacted in time, took advantage of the situation and swayed to the side, and rolled into the pillow next to the tatami.Chubby, like a slow-moving little penguin.

Fu Heisher rubbed his fingers, wanting to poke more.

Then he was sanctioned by Yu Kanzaki who heard the voice.

"I counted Hui's food intake, so I gave a small bowl, and I won't be able to eat it." Kanzaki Yu dug Hui out from the pile of pillows, touched his forehead, and there was no sign of fever, and then he took it away. Taking a breath, he straightened him up again.

The rented house has furniture, but the dining table is a bit small and old.

After communicating with the landlord at that time, the table was disposed of, and a more suitable table was not optimistic about it in the follow-up.

So eating is now a low table on the tatami mats, surrounded by small pillows that she bought herself, printed with various cute patterns or furry and cute shapes.

Not to mention, after Hui rolled in, mixed with them, it was even more cute.

Kanzaki Yu put Kei back in front of the table, surrounded him with pillows, thought for a while, and reached out to touch his stomach.

Puffy, but not too much.

Totally ok to eat a little more.

"Don't poke him randomly..." Before walking back to the kitchen, she did not forget to warn Fu Heisher, "Children are not allowed to poke randomly, what if they fall?"

If you fall, roll around in the pillow.

What else could it be?

Fuheshier, who didn't think there was anything wrong with him at all, wisely didn't argue with the woman on this kind of issue. He watched the pure and lovely woman in a bunny apron who looked like a rabbit walk into the kitchen .

The tie on the back is also tied with a bow, which is cute and gaudy.

But the waist that is outlined is very thin.

From a professional point of view, the waist-to-hip ratio line is very nice.

"Crack-"

Another can of beer was opened.

Fu Heisher raised his head and took a sip, then looked down at his son whose aura had changed, and he commented sincerely: "Now you look like the heroine in a childish cartoon, sticky Yes, I feel like I can jump up and transform in a skirt in the next second."

"A little disgusting."

"Do you like this style?"

"Uh..." Kei replied, pinching the spoon with a rubber duckling that Kanzaki Yu had given her, she ate the last spoonful of potato salad in the bowl.

He didn't leave a bite to his father.

He could only be here if his reason hadn't told him that his father was here.

He would suggest sister Kanzaki to throw him out.

The teacher said that adults have to work to eat!

Dad doesn't have a job, Dad doesn't deserve to eat.

Hui took a soft pillow that looked like a little dinosaur and hugged it in his arms. He was a little bored, he was not interested in the horse betting on TV, and he didn't want to mess with other people's homes. His eyes wandered back and forth, It ended up on the jar that was sitting on the table.

It was just opened by Dad.

He seems to have drank several cans today, and he liked it very much before.

Is it sweet like milk?

Hui hesitated for a moment, then quietly stretched out her hand, reaching for the jar on the other side, sneaked over and carefully poured a little into her mouth.

Seeing the whole process, Fu Heisher not only didn't intend to stop him, but instead hooked the corners of his lips, showing a happy smile.

Sure enough, the child pursed his mouth in the next second.

"Cough cough cough..."

It's so hard to drink.

So many bubbles!

Hui's face flushed red.

When Kanzaki Yu heard the voice and came out to watch, the father and son tacitly refused to admit it. One said that he choked on drinking water, and the other said that he didn't see what happened while watching TV.

Kanzaki Yuu glanced at it suspiciously, but didn't catch any problems, turned around and continued to devote himself to the great business of the kitchen, quickly finished today's meal, and put the bowl on the table.

During the meal, she carefully picked up a proper amount of local vegetables for Hui, and prepared the medicine for him after eating.

Just about to look through to see if there are any spare towels that can be used by children, Hui has been obediently giving her whatever to eat, and Hui, who seems to have a red mark on her face steamed by the temperature in the room, pulls her corner of the clothes.

"Sister, I want to drink milk."

Hui felt his head was dizzy, and his body was a little hot, as if he was lying on a kang table in winter.

Those scenes that I once envied suddenly popped up in my mind. When I followed my father to live in a stranger's house, the aunt would prepare milk for her child to drink every day.

Because children will grow taller if they drink more milk, and they can sleep better if they drink it at night.

He is very envious...

But can't say...

Leaning in the warm, fragrant arms, he expressed his thoughts for the first time: "I want to drink milk too."

Fuheshier, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, let out a low "tsk" helplessly.

He took out his mobile phone, skillfully ignored the various unread emails sent by Kong Shiyu, and replied one by himself.

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I didn't expect it, I still have a second update!

Damn it, after counting the list, it was still a penny short, so I took out my computer and started rattling.