"Ah, why is mom so selfish, she doesn't help other people."
Becca's little face wrinkled into a bitter melon.
I hate my mom.
"Then it's not selfish for you to let me help you do it, you stinky girl with double standards, lazy girl."
"Hmph, mom doesn't help me do it, let dad help me do it, dad will definitely help me" Becca grimaced at Cill and turned to run to her father for his help.
In her carefulness, her father is the one who loves her the most.
As long as she is spoiled, no matter what she wants, her father will let him get it.
Not like Mom.
Stingy.
Cill looked at the little Becca who was about to run to his lap and shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Then you can ask your dad to make it for you, your dad can't even tell the difference between rice and glutinous rice, and his fingers don't touch the spring water, what delicious food do you expect him to make for you?"
"It's okay, I'll eat the fragrant glutinous rice eggplant by myself, and then you will eat the burnt eggplant that your father baked for you, or the unripe one."
"Hmph, it's annoying" Becca stopped and angrily kicked the grass to vent her efforts.
Why do you want to do that?
If only Dad was a good food maker and Mom was a careless person In that case, she must let her father only cook food for herself, not for her mother.
Who let her mother always bully her?
He walked up to his daughter, touched the side of his daughter's little face that was puffed up with anger, and looked at the triumphant Cier and frowned, "What are you doing to make your daughter so angry, do you want to break your hand or something?"
"It is" Becca shouted in agreement, like a young slave who had been abused for a long time.
Ciel said aggrievedly, "I'm also for the good of Becca, the ability of children to know how to share should be cultivated from an early age, can't the two of us sit here and enjoy it."
"That daughter stays here and builds a shelf with me, and you go cook."
"Okay, I'm going to be on a team with Dad" Becca hugged one of her father's legs, buried her face in her father's feet, and made a mischievous grimace at Cyr.
She's going to be on a team with her father.
Isolate badass moms.
Ciel was about to be by their father and daughter.
She was most angry not with Becca, but with him as a father.
Always spoil your daughter.
She was sure that she wouldn't really ask her daughter to help when he set up a fight, just talking.
But what could she do, she had to stare at the father and daughter sullenly, and then carry two baskets of fruits and vegetables to clean them.
An hour later.
"Mom, the baked potatoes are delicious, super delicious" Becca handed a small potato to Syl's mouth and said with a grin, "Mommy eats it too" "Okay."
Cill smiled and nodded, then ate the potatoes that Becca had handed over.
The man sitting on the other side looked at them, and the mother and daughter gently hooked their lips helplessly.
Just now, it was like a pair of small enemies, but in a blink of an eye, they couldn't be separated from each other.
During the lunch break.
Siel was sleeping sweetly in his bedroom with Becca in his arms.
At this moment, a ray of sunlight poured into the room.
Afraid that the sun would wake them, he got up to close the curtains, and when he passed by a ceramic white deer, he was surprised to find a tiny camera hole there.
Her bedroom, how could there be a camera hole.
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