The Young Master’s Bride

Li Beichen worried about her hard work, but if she insisted, he followed her.

"Uncle Huo said he came back to clean up?"

It's impossible to say it's not surprised. When did Brother Feng wash the bowl?

"That's too embarrassing. I can't cook or clean the dishes!"

Feng Yan hadn't done any of these jobs, but he thought it was good to learn to do it.

If he wants to learn how to cook, he can cook for the two children in the future.

Li Mumu gave Feng Yan a two-handed compliment. He felt that since his brother Feng and his father reconciled, he became more and more humane and more lovely.

Tangtang touched her belly, hiccupped, and covered her mouth with a smile, embarrassed.

The brows and eyes curled up, very similar to Huo Qingge.

Feng Yan began to clean up the table. Li Mumu ran to the living room with Tangtang's hand, and then ran back. Feng Yan was already doing the dishes.

The sleeves of the black shirt were rolled to the elbows, showing strong arms, the porcelain-white bowl was in his hand, and the water rushed past...

Li Mumu took the phone to find a good angle and took a few photos of his brother Feng.

Pulling Tangtang back to the living room, the two sat on the carpet.

The photos of his elder brother washing the bowl are definitely worth keeping.

Li Mumu's mobile phone also had photos of his father when he was cooking.

He turned it out and compared it. He couldn't tell who was more handsome.

He logged into WeChat and named his godfather the second elder brother, the younger uncle Chu, the father and mother and the brother...

Uncle Huo Hanbing Little Horn...

All of them were pulled into the group chat.

Then I thought that all of these people's WeChat accounts were registered by him, but they may not all play WeChat.

He sent a text message to each of them, asking them to go to WeChat on time at nine o'clock in the evening, and he broke the news.

Tangtang has been quietly watching his brother playing with his mobile phone there. She doesn't speak, she just thinks that her brother is so handsome and smart in everything.

"Give me your hand!" Li Mumu put down the phone and said to Tangtang.

Tangtang obediently sent his little hand to his brother.

"Do you know why we have long hands?"

Mu Mu asked Tangtang, but Tangtang shook her head without understanding.

This question is not very easy to answer. She knows that hands are useful, but she doesn't know why they have long hands.

"Our hands can hold things, we can play games, we can wear clothes, but we hold hands, we can hug, we can eat!"

"It can do a lot of things, you can see that its fingers are flexible, because we often use it, so it is very flexible and can do anything!"

Mu Mu fiddled with Tangtang's fingers, motioning to show her.

"But if we don't use it, our fingers will become stiff..."

Mu Mu stretched out Tangtang's fingers and kept them from moving.

Tangtang couldn't move even though she wanted to move, a little anxious.

"Do you think you can't move your fingers?"

Mu Mu asked Tangtang seriously.

Tangtang immediately blushed and shook her head. Of course, she didn't want her fingers to be unable to move.

"Then you have to do things with more hands, do your own things by yourself, so that they are always flexible, understand?"

After Li Mumu finished speaking, Tangtang nodded immediately, she understood.

"Then do you want to eat with your own hands in the future?"

Mu Mu let go of Tangtang's hand, she immediately put it in her arms, for fear that her fingers could no longer move.

Tangtang nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

In order to be able to move her fingers in the future, she must eat by herself, and she will have to do everything herself.