Tangtang walked staggeringly, as a mermaid cub, and had a friendly diplomatic interview with a human cub.

I couldn't say a word clearly, one babbled, and I don't know which excitement of the little baby was touched by Tangtang, and the two of them giggled together.

The embarrassing atmosphere was instantly relieved. Before Mo Heng asked for a meal, the elder sister actually asked, "Have you had dinner? Would you like to have a meal at our house?"

Mo Heng was about to cry with joy, ignoring his top-notch image, and nodding his head loudly: "Okay, okay! I'll go to the kitchen to see if I can help. You can help me take a look at the child..."

Mo Heng went to the kitchen to greet the old man, learned how to make a fire and cut vegetables, and helped with some simple tasks.

Tangtang played with the baby in the hall for a while, and suddenly found that Mo Heng had disappeared, and he was so anxious that he called "pigeon" everywhere.

The young wife pushed the trolley and led Tangtang to the kitchen. When Tangtang saw Mo Heng, she ran up and hugged Mo Heng's thigh. Xiaochu pointed at the busy grandma: "Seven, seven... "

The little guy also knows that grandma is making food!

Mo Heng reminded the little guy to say hello to grandma, and Tangtang swayed to her grandma.

"Hey, where did the little guy come from." The grandmother who was busy cooking saw that there was a beautiful cute baby in her legs, and smiled happily, revealing her gums with missing front teeth.

Tangtang said hello to her grandmother with a milky voice. After asking her little nose, she sniffed, like a little milk dog, leaned to the side of the stove, raised her little feet, stretched her neck and looked into the pot, exclaiming, little He chirped twice, and clear saliva came out.

The oil splashes in this pot, if it splashes on Xiao Da's face, it's terrible.

Mo Heng quickly grabbed the snacks and explained: "The kid didn't eat at noon and was hungry, making everyone laugh."

The old grandmother did not speak Mandarin, so she complained a few words in dialects. The young wife translated it to Mo Heng. It probably meant that the old man felt sorry for the children, so Mo Heng should not just record the show and hungry children.

Mo Henglian claimed that it was, and promised that it won't be.

The grandmother also said to let Mo Heng bring Tangtang to the house for dinner!

Worrying about the child being hungry, the old lady was extremely quick and fry all the dishes soon.

Mo Heng took a bowl for Tangtang, and the little guy held the bowl and sat down on the table obediently, waiting for the food to be served.

The cute look of the little greedy cat made the owner laugh.

The old grandma served Tangtang a bowl of corn paste, took a spoon to blow it cold, and fed it into Tangtang's mouth.

The little guy has never eaten this kind of pure natural corn paste. The sweet taste made her excited with her hands and dances. She kept lighting her little head and squeezing out the fleshy double chin, just like a New Year doll. She's soft, she didn't forget to give her a thumbs up.

Children like to eat, don’t mention how happy the cook is.

The chicken legs on the plate, the tenderest heart, all piled into Tangtang's bowl.

Mo Heng looked at the good meat and food in Tangtang's bowl, and quickly blocked him: "Grandma, don't be so polite, she can't eat too much from her children, so you can eat more!"

When Tangtang heard this, he hurriedly stopped the bowl in front of him, pouted his little mouth, and said with a loud "Woo", and said firmly: "It takes seven~~Tangtang takes seven~~"

Everyone in the room was amused by her.

Mo Heng couldn't laugh or cry, "No one robbed you! Thank you, grandma and aunt!"

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