Qu Sinian: […]
Zhang Dazhuang: […]
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After a long silence of about two minutes, Qu Sinian asked tremblingly: [Lao Lu, are you okay now?]
Lu Junhan silently glanced at the little loli with two ponytails who was standing not far away by the stove, elated and looking crazy, and bowed his head and replied: [Not good.]
After another ten minutes, Zhang Dazhuang asked: [Are you still alive?]
Lu Junhan: [I'm about to die.]
Qu Sinian: [? ? ? no? ?]
Zhang Dazhuang: [Is it so serious?]
"Father, look, this is the little bag that my mother taught me to make just now,"
Before Lu Junhan could continue to reply, the little girl who was learning how to knead dough from her mother ran over happily. She spread her little hands and showed her father the solid dough in her palm.
I don't know what the hell she added in it, a big ball, black and black, like a big coal ball, and some dry grass and fallen leaves are mixed in the coal ball, as if it was not held firmly when pinching, rolling on the ground After several laps, it was dark and dirty, and a glance could kill someone.
Not only is the dough deadly, but her words are also deadly:
"Mom said that although she didn't do as well as she did, compared with Dad, what I did was pretty good. Soak it in water, burn it twice, and I'll blow it three more times. Dad, you can do it again." It's ready to eat!"
Lu Junhan: "..."
After the little girl's memory was deleted, it was as if she had been given countless drinks, and she was very happy.
Usually she shies away from her mother's "craftsmanship", and when she sees her mother's steamed buns just out of the cage, she can be scared and cry, and turn around and run away, for fear that if she accidentally smells the steamed buns, she will die.
After the memory was deleted, her temperament changed a lot. Not only was she not afraid anymore, but she also went over happily and told her mother that she wanted to learn how to make bags, and that she wanted to make the best, best and most delicious bags.
But Tianzun Xiaojue was so elated and overjoyed that he tried his best to teach her.
In just half an hour, this little thing kneaded all kinds of dough, including green, purple, yellow, blue, and her favorite pink, and said that she would steam them all for her. Favorite daddy to eat.
Now she kneaded another piece of dirty black dough, she almost had all the colors, even the colors of the rainbow, but Lu Junhan wanted to turn around and leave this dangerous little fat girl, but he didn't. can't go.
This little thing's memory has just been deleted. In order to avoid discomfort or other "crazy" situations, it is best to stay with her on the first day after the memory is deleted, in case of accidents.
In case something is wrong, it is better to adjust it in time.
This also meant that Lu Junhan could only sit here and watch her make a pile of dough that could kill people.
Soon, the little girl happily ran out holding a big steamer of steamed buns, no, holding a big steamer of colorful dough as hard as a rock.
She put the steamer on the stone table, and the little milk said crisply:
"Dad, you should eat the black one first. Mom said, the black one has just been put in, and it hasn't been real (steamed) for a long time. It is fresher, and the fresh one is more delicious. Other fake ones may not be so delicious."
Lu Junhan glanced at her indifferently, tried his best not to look at the pile of spicy things in front of him, and said calmly, "Why don't you eat it yourself?"
"I've been making it for a long time," Little Lolita opened her big dark eyes, the bottom of which was clear, and pouted her mouth, "I just want Dad to eat it first."
Just like telling a story, she also wanted to be the first to tell her father!
"I'm not hungry right now."
It's a pity that Lu Junhan still couldn't bear this kind of filial piety, so he pushed the steamer in front of the little girl and said, "Eat it yourself."
"All right,"
Little Lolita drooped her head, Lu Junhan thought she had given up, and her long and narrow brows were slightly loosened, but not completely.
I saw the little girl next to me, although her memory had been deleted, but her mentality was still very good. After being depressed for only two seconds, she cheered up again, and tidied up the steamer with her little hands:
"Dad, you can eat this green one! Mom said that there seems to be some green vegetables added in it. The green vegetables can be pig florets (help digestion). After eating, you will be hungry. Then, when you are hungry, you can Eat this fresh black! Isn't it awesome!"
Little Lolita arranged her father's diet properly, taking all aspects into consideration.
Lu Junhan: "..."
I might die after eating it.
A slight crack appeared on the man's usually cold and fair face, and he was already thinking about whether to restore the memory of this little thing.
If she doesn't recover, she can only collect her father's body.
But Lu Junhan is not a person who will give up easily, and has always been decisive, and he rarely regrets the decisions he makes. He plans to struggle again and continue to wait and see.
Lu Junhan didn't look at the green dough, and only stated a very convincing fact in a light tone, "I don't like eating green vegetables."
"Yes,"
Only then did Xiao Luli realize it.
Like her father, she doesn't like vegetables, so she grabbed the green dough with vegetables in disgust, wrinkled her face, and threw it away:
"This is a bad thing, Dad, we don't want to eat it!"
As she said that, little Lolita became forgetful again, and began to sell her very fresh black dough that was obviously not cooked: "Dad, then you eat this, this is super delicious!"
This aggressive marketing appearance, people who don't know, think she has eaten it before.
"I'm not hungry."
Lu Junhan turned around again.
However, this little thing really deserves to be his daughter, and it is really difficult to deal with. After the green dough was killed and the black dough was temporarily killed, she moved out her yellow dough and introduced it enthusiastically:
"Then dad, you can eat this! There are snacks added to this, you can eat it even if you are not hungry!"
Lu Junhan: "..."
Just this color, I thought you added some things that only toilets have.
Lu Junhan refused again with a blank face: "I don't like snacks."
"Father, you are a picky eater." Little Loli frowned, and looked at her father with a face of condemnation. "This is not allowed. Children who are not picky eaters will not gain weight."
After finishing speaking, the little girl rolled up her sleeves, as if showing off, and let her father see her chubby little arms, which can squeeze out flesh: "Look at me, I am very fat, and I am not picky at all."
Lu Junhan: "..."
Lu Junhan couldn't bear it anymore, and looked up at her: "Believe it or not, I'll beat you if you talk nonsense."
After the little Lolita finished deleting her memory, she was no longer afraid of him. She pouted her little mouth and puffed up her face and "hummed": "Dad, you are not fat!"
She whispered: "Even if you beat me up, you can't get fat!"
Lu Junhan: "..."
(end of this chapter)