Gu Lan's expression was a bit complicated, Fu Sishen didn't quite understand it, but he could feel that his uncle seemed to be touched.
But he didn't intend to delve into it.
These are the grievances belonging to their previous generations, and he can't take care of them anyway.
The most urgent task now is to comfort his grunting stomach.
"I'll get something to eat, would you like to uncle?" He stepped towards the kitchen.
"What will you make for food?"
Gu Lan expressed deep doubts about Fu Sishen's cooking skills.
"I remember there are a few self-heating pots at home, and there are bread and fruit in the refrigerator. You can eat them just by clicking them."
Sure enough, you can't have expectations for Fu Sishen, an older child.
"Don't always eat fast food, it's not nutritious."
With a sigh, Gu Lan got up and threw the blanket that fell off his body onto Qing Qing who was sleeping soundly with his belly wide open. He stepped on his long legs and walked directly over Fu Sishen into the kitchen.
Open the refrigerator and you will find all the fresh ingredients in it.
Gu Lan picked carefully, took out two tomatoes and a handful of water spinach, and also chose a piece of fat and thin pork belly. The serving size was about three people.
Seeing his uncle was preparing to cook, Fu Sishen immediately gave up the kitchen happily. Like Erha, who was only waiting to be fed, he lay down at the kitchen door,'monitoring' his uncle's cooking progress.
Gu Lan rolled up the cuffs on both sides, revealing a small section of white forearms with well-proportioned muscles. He moved neatly to cook, and his posture looked quite skillful.
Steam the rice first, wash the pork belly, add two slices of ginger and simmer it in a pressure cooker. Prepare to remove it for a while and make it into braised pork.
Taking advantage of the lack of stew, Gu Lan also made garlic stir-fried water spinach and tomato and egg soup.
Different from the common salty tomato and egg soup outside, Gu's family is used to drinking sweet tomato and egg soup.
It tastes sweet and sour, just like drinking sugar water.
In the past few years, Gu Qingqing’s cooking frequency is neither too many nor too few. At least the two brothers of the Fu family were taken by her, and they were only used to drinking sweet tomato and egg soup. On the contrary, they didn’t get used to those salty tastes, which always felt weird. .
Therefore, Fu Sishen accepted the taste of Gu Lan's food well, and even missed it a little.
Uncle’s cooking tastes very similar to his mother’s. He seems to...have not eaten mother’s food for a long time.
Unconsciously, he looked out, just in time to see Qingqing’s chubby leg kicking, kicking off the blanket on his body.
The belly bulged up and down with breathing, like a little frog.
With a sudden shock, Fu Sishen felt that he might be flooded in his mind, who had just missed his mother.
Maybe you can still hear the sound of the sea by shaking your head now.
Attracted by the aroma of the food, Qingqing's little nose moved slightly, and she was awakened when she smelled it.
"Um..." She sat up with a messy head, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and calling people milkyly: "Aunt Ding, Qingqing is up."
"Aunt Ding has already gone back to her hometown for the elderly, how can she wait for you to get up here."
A pair of big, well-knotted hands stretched out and hugged Qingqing, followed by a warm wet towel, covering his face and rubbing it again.
Straight away Qingqing's few sleepworms were woken up.
The corners of Fu Sishen's mouth twitched.
Uncle, it's still a white and tender three-year-old dumpling. Can't you be gentle
"Dinner."
Qingqing, who had not been treated rudely at all, was quite cooperative, wiping her face with her little head, and urging to eat after wiping.
Her little hands like white rice dough pulled Gu Lan's shoulders, and her upper body leaned toward the dining table salivatingly.
This posture is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will fall over, and Gu Lan is so frightened that Gu Lan quickly hugs her tightly.
"You don't want to die, don't you?!"
The voice was a little frustrated: "If you don't be obedient, don't go to the amusement park in the afternoon!"
"amusement park!"
Hearing these three key words, Qingqing was taken aback for a moment, and then, with hindsight, remembered their travel plan today, and then...
"Wow" cried out.
"Qing Qing is asleep and can't go to the amusement park anymore, oooooo..."
She cried so that her little nose was red, so pitiful, but it made Gu Lan a little bit dumbfounded.
"It's me who is clearly asleep, and who told you that you can only go to the amusement park in the morning, and the same can be done in the afternoon, little idiot."
Gently tap the tip of Qingqing's nose with a hint of pampering. Once the action was completed, not only Gu Lan, but also Qing Qing was stunned.
Since Qingqing was born, she has rarely been so close to an adult.
The nanny is just a nanny and will take care of Qingqing carefully, but she has her own children, and the two are only patrons, so she will not be too intimate with Qingqing.
Mom and Dad are busy making money and work outside all day long. It is good to be able to see Qingqing three times a week. More often than not, they may not see anyone for more than half a month.
Even Qingqing almost can't remember what her parents look like. If it weren't for the nanny and auntie who kept showing her photos of her parents, she...
It seems that I haven't seen my parents for a long time, and I haven't even seen the photos.
Scratching his head, Qingqing pulled on Gu Lan's collar and asked in a low voice, "Brother, do you have pictures of your parents? Qingqing... Why don't Qingqing remember her parents."
"How could I have."
When he heard his parents, Gu Lan gave a cold face for a second, and his tone was a bit sarcasm: "Those two guys who don't know anything but make money, what are you thinking about them for?"
"..." Qingqing narrowed her mouth, trying to refute, but the facts are just as Gu Lan said, and the three-year-old child has a limited vocabulary and can't express it clearly, so she doesn't know how to say it. In the end, she sulked herself.
The baby is angry, it's hard to coax that kind!
"If you eat or not, I made your favorite tomato and egg soup, braised pork, and spinach."
"Eat!" Qing Qing replied super loudly, eyes shining brightly.
My younger brother is so nice, he can cook, all Qingqing likes to eat.
Fu Sishen who is eating: "..."
Suddenly I felt that the meat in the bowl was not fragrant anymore.
Wasn't this done for him
However, his gaze swept over Gu Lan, who was awkwardly studying how to put a bib on Qingqing, and Fu Sishen lowered his head to pick up rice, pretending that nothing happened.
It seems that the relationship between his uncle and his mother is actually not that bad.
"This has to be turned over."
Qingqing was in a hurry to eat, but Gu Lan couldn't find out anything for most of the day, so she just started to direct it by herself.
For convenience, Fu Heng bought all disposable bibs for Qingqing.
This kind of bib is only a piece of paper with a peculiar shape and a material similar to oil paper.
To turn it into a bib, you need to turn over the small pocket underneath to form a pocket, then wrap the two straps around the child's neck and use the double-sided tape that comes with it to fit it together.
After finally putting on Qingqing's bib, Gu Lan was directly exhausted and sweaty.
He was no longer ready to feed, so he took a bowl of various dishes and filled it up, and then stuffed a spoon for Qingqing to let her eat by herself.
Qingqing can eat by herself, but her five fingers are short and fat, and she doesn't hold the spoon very firmly, so she can only use the whole palm to wrap the spoon handle, so she eats awkwardly.
I often eat so that the table is full of rice grains everywhere, even on the ground.
Eating and drinking, the scene is no longer enough to describe it as a mess, it's a mess.
However, the two adults didn't take it seriously.
"Place
Clean up. "
Gu Lan picked up Qingqing, signaled Fu Sishen to clean up the mess, and then directly took the child to wash.
Since he agreed to go to the amusement park, he would not break his promise.
Soon, the cleaned Qingqing wore a beautiful little skirt again, and happily ran out of the door carrying a small schoolbag.
"Hurry up, go!"
"Wait, put on your shoes first. Do you want to go out and play barefoot?"
Gu Lan slowly followed behind, so anxious that Qingqing was like a bee, circling around his feet.
"Brother hurry up!"
She is in a hurry.
"Feet." Crouched down, picked up Qingqing's small sandals and motioned for her to lift her foot.
Qingqing stretched out her feet and asked Gu Lan to put on her shoes.
Neither of them felt anything, but Fu Sishen, who was watching this scene, was so shocked that he almost lost his eyes.
The man who tenderly squatted down to put on shoes for his mother was really his uncle who was stunned by the air and had no friends
really.
Maybe when you unzipped his back, another person came out
The typical TV watch is too much.
After finishing the outfit, we are finally going to set off.
Qingqing took Gu Lan's big hand, strode out the door, before leaving the door, but suddenly remembered something, stopped, turned his head and looked at Fu Sishen, who was still motionless: "My son, hurry up and go. "
She thought Fu Sishen would also follow.
The little bastard still thought about him.
Suddenly there is a sense of comfort that the children in the family will care about others when they grow up, but Fu Sishen still refuses: "I have something to do, just go."
A joke, finally liberation is about to come, how could he let this opportunity go for nothing
As soon as someone left, he immediately packed up his luggage and drove away. He would never go home if he didn't spend ten and a half months outside!
Moreover, when he was young, his mother had taken him to play the amusement park ten or eight times, and it was too early...
Sudden silence enveloped Fu Sishen's body.
It's a pity that Qingqing had already followed Gu Lan, but he didn't realize that he was emotionally wrong.
The little guy was lying on the car window at this time, looking excitedly at the fast-retreating scenery outside, expecting the amusement park to arrive soon.
"Amusement park, I love amusement park, Qingqing's amusement park..."
She also happily composed her own amusement park song. Although this song is a bit lacking in tone, it does not affect Qing Qing's mood all the way.
Even Gu Lan, who was driving, was infected by her and couldn't help but smile a little.
"Is that so happy?"
"Yeah, Qingqing is the first time to go to an amusement park." Qingqing raised his hand
Signed a '1', with special emphasis.
"Have you not been there before?"
"I haven't been out, how can I go?" Qingqing pouted, she can't fly and can't go to the amusement park by herself.
Gu Lan sneered unconsciously when he had never left the house.
Oh, that pair of parents are even more incompetent than he thought.
"Has my brother been there?" she was asking the amusement park.
"I've been... once." Gu Lan's voice was a little low.
He suddenly remembered that the only trip to an amusement park in his life seemed to have been taken by Gu Qingqing when he graduated from elementary school.
Although the two were unhappy halfway through the game, they each went home in a gamble, but in fact...
Quite happy.