Leisure time of raising children

Chapter 751 Delicious Hot Pot
I don't know what Jiang Chenyao said to An An when he left two days ago, An An has been anxiously looking forward to Jiang Chenyao's return these two days.

It's not that Jiang Chenyao hasn't been there in the past, and he came back every time at most two or three days. Today's weather is bad, and it's normal to be two days late...pace]
"All right……"

An An looked at her mother, although she was unwilling, but she could understand the weather outside.

It's just that he may have to wait another two days for his little bow...

An An is now a five-year-old child. She can dress, eat, and clean herself up.

When An An just turned five years old, she didn't know who she learned from, and she wanted to sleep in a room by herself.

As the saying goes, men and women have different seats at seven years old, this little guy, An An, is only five years old, and his head does not reach Lin Wanjiao's thighs, and the whole little one is going to sleep by himself.

Lin Wanjiao disagreed at first. She was worried that An An was too young to take care of herself. It took two years, and it would not be too late to wait until she was six or seven years old...

But helplessly, the little guy An An just refused to agree, and there was Jiang Chenyao on the side to help and persuade Lin Wanjiao together.

No matter how flexible Lin Wanjiao's mouth was, she had no choice but to agree. Anyway, the other room was also kept clean and empty.

If An An wants to have her own room, let her own her own room...

Although An An has her own room, in Lin Wanjiao's eyes, he is still just a child. She, Zhao, will go to An An's room and tell him stories before going to bed at night, and she will not return to her own room until An An falls asleep. .

In the morning, she will also find the clothes for An An in advance, otherwise An An's aesthetics, she must find a red and blue, pink and green color matching...

Although An An's face is exquisite, his face can be said to combine the advantages of Lin Wanjiao's and Jiang Chenyao's faces.

Although he looks delicate and fair, he doesn't look feminine, and there is a heroic look between his brows and eyes, and he is a good boy at a glance.

But even if it looks good, it can't stand the devastation of color matching...

Of course, this does not rule out that An An's figure is a clothes hanger, but even a family can't afford such a waste...

It's too earthy, Lin Wanjiao can say that the five or sixty-year-old grandmothers in Lin's village don't have many reasons to choose this color combination.

I don't know if it's because of the eyes of children when they were young, they just like this kind of... light blue, light pink, bright red, light green.

There was no need to go to Qiongyan Pavilion today, and the weather was cold. In the evening, Lin Wanjiao simply planned to cook a pot of hot pot for dinner.

She has been staying in Qingzhou City for a longer time this year. Due to the weather, it is impossible for her to go out to buy food every day.

Lin Wanjiao simply bought a pot, bought rice noodles, and cooked here. In this way, in case of bad weather, she can save going out again...

"An'an, shall we have hot pot tonight?"

After studying for a while in the morning, An An's small head was inherited from Lin Wanjiao, just two words, smart.

In such a short time in the morning, I finished all my homework.

Lin Wanjiao doesn't like to assign homework to all the children. Every child is free and lively.

Not to mention anything else, the homework assigned should at least allow children to have time to do what they like.

An An only needs to complete the homework assigned by Lin Wanjiao every day, and he can do whatever he likes.

However, the weather today is not good. Since the afternoon, it has been sparsely raining outside. Even if An An finished her homework, she couldn't go out to play.

I can only stay at home boringly holding my own toys, dismantling them there, or reading short stories in books to pass the time.

"Okay! I like to eat the hot pot made by my mother~"

A happy smile suddenly appeared on An An's face.

This little guy, An An, still likes hot pot very much. Ever since he grew up and could eat spicy food, and tasted the hot pot made by Lin Wanjiao in the cold winter, he couldn't help himself anymore...

However, the weather in summer is too hot, so Lin Wanjiao generally would not choose to cook hot pot in summer.

After careful calculation, An An hasn't eaten hot pot for several months. Now that Lin Wanjiao mentioned it, she must be greedy...

"Okay! Tonight, mother, cut more meat, so that you, a greedy cat, can eat enough!"

Lin Wanjiao smiled and Mimi leaned forward and rubbed her precious son's head.

——Never mind, Lin Wanjiao hasn't gotten rid of this habit of rubbing her head whenever she speaks.

An An had corrected it a few times before, and found that his mother was still like this, so he simply shut up. Anyway, his mother is so tall, and he will definitely not be so short when he grows up.

Feel free to touch, as long as it can make mother happy, it's not a problem~
In the evening, Lin Wanjiao specially cooked a mandarin duck pot. Although An An also likes to eat spicy pot, it is not good for children to eat too much spicy pot.

Should eat something light or eat something light, or to help digestion.

Eating hot pot means that everything can be hot, think about fish balls, meat balls, green vegetables, cabbage, tripe, pork...

Coupled with a plate of crispy meat fried by Lin Wanjiao, the fragrant smell almost occupied the whole room at a domineering speed.

"Mother, the rice you cook is delicious! An'an is hungry~"

An An came out of the room smelling the smell, and obediently moved her and Lin Wanjiao's stools aside.

"Eat more if it smells good. Mother signed some of your favorite dishes."

Lin Wanjiao was busy putting the dishes into the pot, and when she heard her son's praise, she directly put a chopstick of vegetables into An An's bowl.

"Thank you, mother! Eat more, too. Hiss, it's so hot."

An An opened her mouth delicately and ate the dishes in the bowl. The freshly cooked dishes were still steaming.

"Blow it, be careful, there are still so many talents, don't worry."

Lin Wanjiao quickly poured a cup of tea for An An and put it in front of An An, "Drink some water, it's warm."

An An nodded, and ended up taking a sip from the teacup.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

Lin Wanjiao had just finished the dishes in the bowl, was sitting on the stool, and was about to eat when she heard a knock on the door.
"This kind of weather, who are you talking about? An'an, mother, go and see who is outside first, you should eat first obediently, don't burn yourself."

The moment Lin Wanjiao got up from her seat, she dropped two chopsticks of meat and vegetables into An An's plate, so that he would not burn it by himself.

The light rain outside was still falling sparsely, and when I came out of the house, I felt a gust of cold wind blowing.

The whole body was hot from the hot pot just now, and now a gust of cool wind is blowing, refreshing and icy.

Lin Wanjiao picked up the oil-paper umbrella outside the house, and walked towards the door with strides.

(End of this chapter)