"Isn't he Lu Jinshen's son?" Tong Qiao blocked her with words, expecting that she would not admit that Lu Ziqian was not Lu Jinshen's child.
really!
Sheng Yufei's expression changed and she did not refute.
Tongqiao waved his hand to the side of the road, "Please give way and stay out of the way."
Sheng Yufei felt like there was a fire burning in her chest, and she was so angry that she was about to smoke. But with Aunt Lin there, she couldn't easily get angry. She couldn't even say a word to vent her anger, so she could only endure it and stepped aside unwillingly.
Tong Qiao got back in the car and drove away. About forty minutes later, she arrived at a large park with beautiful scenery in the capital. She planned to have a picnic today.
A carpet was spread on the ground, and Aunt Lin was seated. Then she took Lu Ziqian with her to take out the barbecue grill and ingredients from the car.
Things were put up, and Tong Qiao started to bake things while asking Lu Ziqian, who was obviously unhappy next to him, "Are you unhappy?"
Lu Ziqian shook his head, pursed his lips and stood aside watching Tong Qiao bake something.
Tong Qiao freed up a hand and touched Lu Ziqian's bob, "If you miss your mother, I can send you to her at any time."
Lu Ziqian lowered his head and said nothing. After being silent for a while, he looked up at Tong Qiao and said, "I like to be with my sister."
Tong Qiao smiled and teased, "Don't you like being with me?"
Lu Ziqian didn't reply, lowered his head again, and said in his heart: I like it, I like it very much.
"You little heartless thing, I'm hurting you for nothing." Tong Qiao gently bumped Lu Ziqian's body with her elbow, "Stop just standing there, I won't let you eat what I baked."
"Huh?" Lu Ziqian swallowed hard as he looked at the golden chicken wings in Tong Qiao's hands.
"I want to eat and bake it myself."
Lu Ziqian's face drooped, "But I don't know how."
"How do you know if you haven't tried it? Do it and I'll teach you."
"Okay." A pure smile appeared on Lu Ziqian's face, he rolled up his sleeves like Tong Qiao, and started grilling his favorite chicken legs.
Tong Qiao reminded him from time to time, "Brush with oil... turn over... keep turning when it's almost cooked... sprinkle with cumin powder... Lu Ziqian, you are so stupid... look at me, like this..."
Lu Ziqian was anxious and excited, and there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead, but he studied very seriously, and the way he pursed his lips and asked for advice humbly made Tong Qiao feel soft in his heart.
Lu Ziqian breathed out and finally baked one. Although it didn't look very good, it looked delicious. He added a little lip and brought the chicken drumstick to his mouth. The next second...
When the hand was empty, the chicken leg was snatched away by a slender hand.
Without saying a word, Tong Qiao took a bite of the chicken leg she grabbed, and then said with a look of disgust: "It's burnt, it tastes terrible."
Lu Ziqian saw that the chicken legs he had finally roasted were gone, and his little eyebrows knitted together. However, someone disliked it but did not return it to him, and kept putting it into his mouth. Seeing that the chicken legs were getting less and less, Lu Ziqian was greedy. Swallowing, "Save a mouthful for me."
"Want it?"
Lu Ziqian nodded quickly, "Yeah."
"Here you go." Tong Qiao handed the half-eaten chicken leg to Lu Ziqian, and when he reached out to take it, he took it away. "If you want to eat it, grab it. I'll give it to you when you get it."
Lu Ziqian's round eyes looked at the chicken drumstick in Tong Qiao's hand for a moment, then silently looked away, "You can eat it if you like, I'll bake another one."
Tong Qiao, "..." Just eat, I don't believe it, it still can't inspire your true nature
The second chicken leg that Lu Ziqian roasted was snatched away by Tong Qiao again. He gritted his teeth and said in a resentful voice, "Why did you snatch it from me again?"
Tong Qiao took a bite of the snatched chicken leg, looking like a little bully, "How about it? I'm happy to steal it from you, do you have any objections?"
Lu Ziqian muttered in displeasure, "You bully a child."
"I'll bully you. If you can, bite me, bite me." Tongqiao bit the chicken leg to provoke Lu Ziqian.
Lu Ziqian puffed up his cheeks and looked at Tong Qiao. Tong Qiao was so happy that he puffed up his cheeks, puffed up his cheeks, and was about to show his true colors.
Need to add more fire.
Tong Qiao's eyes wandered, and when her eyes fell on the dark unburned charcoal, a cunning light flashed in her eyes. She touched a handful of black charcoal and wiped it on Lu Ziqian's face while he was not paying attention.
The little boy's fair and tender face immediately turned dark.
Tong Qiao held the chicken legs and laughed so hard that she couldn't stand up straight, "Hahahaha, little Bao Gong, you are so ugly."
The angry little universe in Lu Ziqian's heart couldn't bear it any longer. He went too far. He snatched his chicken legs and smeared him with charcoal ash. If the tiger didn't show its power, did he really think he was a sick cat
Lu Ziqian rushed towards the chicken drumstick in Tong Qiao's hand, "Mine, give it back to me."
He is a child after all, so he can't help but be excited.
Tong Qiao was happy, and while avoiding Lu Ziqian, she wiped the charcoal ash on her hand on his nose, "It's yours to grab it."
Lu Ziqian touched the tip of his nose with his little hand, and the palm of his little hand immediately turned black. He raised his little hand and rushed towards Tong Qiao, "Give me back the chicken legs, and I will turn you into a black-faced Mr. Bao."
Aunt Lin was sitting on the carpet, holding An An in one hand and shaking a rattle in the other hand. Her eyes fell on the big and small children playing not far away, with a happy smile on her face.
Lu Ziqian was obviously quieter when he came back this time. Aunt Lin saw it and was anxious in her heart. Now she finally regained her vitality. Qiao'er had something to do. The child should look like this. He was quiet and lifeless all day long. It's heartbreaking.
After the fight, Tong Qiao took Lu Ziqian to the bathroom to clean up.
Lu Ziqian seemed to feel that his behavior just now was inappropriate, and kept peeking at Tong Qiao with his little eyes, as if he was guilty of committing a crime.
Tong Qiao felt Lu Ziqian's gaze and pretended not to see it. She cleaned his face and hands first, then bent down in front of the faucet to wash her face. After washing, she squinted her eyes and stretched out her hand, "Little devil, towel. "
Lu Ziqian's black grape-like eyes glanced around and found that Tong Qiao only brought a towel. Now it was in his hand. He had just wiped it. He hesitated for two seconds, "Wait a moment, I will get it."
Tong Qiao pulled the towel in Lu Ziqian's hand and wiped his face casually. While wiping his hands, he glanced sideways at Lu Ziqian, "Bigger, what's the point?"
"Mom said I can't be with you..." Lu Ziqian realized that he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly covered his mouth with his little hand.
"What can't you do with me?"
Lu Ziqian covered his mouth and shook his head.
Tong Qiao bent over, put her hands on her knees, and came close to Lu Ziqian, her eyes were level with him, "You can't get too close to me, right?"
Lu Ziqian put down his little hand, blinked and said nothing.
Seeing Lu Ziqian's reaction, Tong Qiao knew that she had guessed correctly, so she stood up and strode outside.
Lu Ziqian thought that Tong Qiao was angry with him, so he hurriedly chased her out, "Aunt Tong, wait for me."