"Our Doudou is such a cute little girl, anyone who sees it will definitely like it.
It's just that if we want to be loved by others, we have to let people know ourselves first, and then we can talk about liking, can Doudou understand Grandma's words" The old lady is very patient and persuasive.
Doudou thought seriously for a while and said: "I understand grandmother, it's like I told others that the pimple soup made by Mother Zhao is delicious, but just saying it can't be done, you have to let people really taste it, and only those who think it's delicious will like it." ” The old lady was so shocked that she couldn't speak, and this little person could not only understand her words quickly, but also add her own understanding, which was unimaginable to her.
"That's what it means, so Doudou, you have to give yourself and your uncle some time, let him know that our Doudou is a cute and sensible little girl, and you can also see if he is the person worthy of your trust and respect, and then make a decision, okay" The old lady smiled with satisfaction.
"Hmm."
Doudou nodded earnestly.
Mother Zhao's pimple soup was ready, the old lady took Doudou, asked the maid to carry the food box, and the group walked towards Yuan Zheng's house.
Yuan Zheng slept for nearly an hour, and when he woke up, he was soaked with sweat, Qing'er asked people to call hot water to wipe his body and change his clothes, he felt relaxed, his spirit was much better, and his stomach felt a little hungry.
"Qing'er, go to the kitchen and have a look, let them get me some exquisite food, the taste should be light, and some soup is the best."
Yuan Zheng commanded crookedly on the bed.
"Yes, sir."
Qing'er said yes and walked out.
Not far from the door, he saw the old lady pulling the little girl who had just come, and the maid behind him was still carrying a food box, knowing that he didn't have to make this trip, so he hurriedly ran up to greet the old lady.
"Qing'er, your lord is better," the old lady asked softly.
"It's much better, Shicai fell asleep and sweated a lot, the slave re-washed and changed his clothes for the master, the master said that he was a little hungry, and told the slave to get some food, the old lady is really clever, but the cheap slave is lazy."
Qing'er touched the back of her head embarrassedly.
The old lady was amused by him, and said with a smile: "This monkey is flamboyant, okay, you go down, let's go in and have a look." ” Wu's mother took the food box in the maid's hand and asked them to wait outside the house, while she followed her grandchildren into the house.
Yuan Zheng saw that the person who came was his mother, so he sat up straight and prepared to get out of bed to greet her.
The old lady hurriedly stopped: "Give me a good place to lie down, my mother still can't care about this with you."
The neatly groomed Yuan Zheng was more than a point pleasing to Doudou's eyes, she walked to the bed and looked at it carefully: "Uncle, I didn't find out just now, in fact, you are also very good-looking, just a little worse than my uncle."
As he spoke, he stretched out his little hand and pinched a trace of distance between his thumb and his index finger.
Yuan Zheng couldn't help but want to tease the little girl when he heard this, but when he saw the food box in Wu's mother's hand, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled at the old lady with a little flattery: "Sure enough, the old lady is the best, and my son only felt hungry here, so you brought me food." ” "Don't put a high hat on me, this is the pimple soup that Doudou asked her nurse to make for you, saying that she promised to bring you delicious food with me, and said that you have the same taste as her, and you like to eat it for a while, I want to eat it and have to touch your light" The old lady pointed to Doudou and smiled.
The taste is the same Yuan Zheng suddenly remembered the dried apricots he had eaten before, and the taste in his mouth immediately became weird, but this little guy is indeed a rare good child, he knows how to care about others at a young age, especially the point of re-committing and keeping promises, which makes many adults ashamed While speaking, Mother Wu had already taken out the pimple soup from the food box, Doudou rolled up her sleeves seriously, took out a big spoon and brought it to Yuan Zheng, she tilted her little head and said: "Uncle, look, this is the pimple soup made by my Mother Zhao, does it smell particularly fragrant?"
Yuan Zheng looked at the white and green in the bowl, which looked very clean and refreshing.
He couldn't help but start muttering in his heart again, she really deserves to be a little monster, and no one taught her, how did she know that she wanted to eat light and soup Doudou stuffed the small bowl into Yuan Zheng's hand, and said a little eagerly: "It's still hot, uncle, you eat quickly, my grandmother and my mother Wu are all with you."
Mother Wu divided the remaining pimple soup into several small bowls, and Doudou was already hungry, so she took the small bowl and snorted and ate.
According to the eyes of the old lady and Yuan Zheng, Doudou's eating appearance at the moment can already be called rude, but her satisfied little appearance makes people unable to dislike it, but it makes the stomachs of those who watch her eat hungry.
Yuan Zheng has always been tired of eating, and he can't get tired of being fine, and simple food like pimple soup can't reach him on weekdays.
Today, by chance, when his stomach needed to be soothed the most, ordinary pimple soup was delivered to him, soft and smooth, light and sweet, like all the delicacies he had ever eaten, and he ate it all at an unprecedented rate.
Seeing that everyone was eating as much as himself, Doudou curled his mouth and said, "I'm not wrong, Mother Zhao's pimple soup is delicious."
Seeing that her son was in good spirits, the old lady wanted to talk to him about Doudou, so she glanced at Mother Wu and said, "Doudou, this pimple soup is indeed delicious, do you think grandmother should give something to Mother Zhao?"
"Mother Zhao cooks for us and has a reward" Doudou was a little confused, Mother Zhao didn't know how many meals she had cooked, and she had never heard of this.
Mother Wu smiled: "Girl, do you think, Mother Zhao is not a cook, but today she did the things of a cook, and everyone likes the cooking, should we thank her?"
"Well, grandmother, then let's give Mother Zhao some silver, her favorite thing is silver, saying that it will be used by my brother to marry his daughter-in-law in the future."
Doudou is a serious way.
The old lady couldn't help laughing, and said to Mother Wu: "Aunt Cui, you take Doudou to get two taels of silver and reward it to Zhao Si's family, just say that the pimple soup is good, and the girl will reward her." ” "Grandmother, the silver is not mine."
"Yes, old lady."
Mother Wu pulled Doudou, who was still in a daze, and walked out.
Until the small figure disappeared at the door, the mother and son still did not retract their gaze.
"Mother, I like this child, it is a blessing for my son to have such a daughter."
Yuan Zheng said softly.
"Zheng'er, you really think clearly, Doudou is not an ordinary child, if you are because" The old lady carefully observed Yuan Zheng's expression.
"Mother, I've thought of the name, just follow Xiang'er and call her Yuanyuan."
Yuan Zheng knew what his mother was worried about, and he was very sure.
"Xiang, Yuan."
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The old lady chewed on these two words carefully.
"Yuan Zhi Xianglan is my expectation for my two daughters."
Yuan Zheng smiled slightly, and the words he said were loud. t1706231537: