Everyone Wants to Pamper the Peasant Girl

  Chapter 149 Don't give a chicken leg to run with others

   Immediately struggled with his small body to pass, "Eat, eat, eat!"

   "Sister-in-law, I'll give you mine."

   "Sister-in-law, I'll give you mine too."

   "Sister-in-law, I will give you mine too."

  One or two were extremely filial, and offered their big chicken legs one after another.

  Three big chicken legs were handed over, but she jumped up and down happily.

  The little hands touched their heads one by one: obedient, obedient! Such as sun can teach too!

  Mrs. Fu has not hugged her well yet, her whole body is slippery like a loach, and she licks it, and enjoys it deliciously with her eyes closed.

   Fortunately, I can still lick now.

   After another month or two, the teeth will grow, and she will be able to eat meat happily.

  Mother Fu couldn't help laughing out loud: "Our Fubao loves meat since he was young. When you grow up, let your sister-in-law feed you whole meat every day."

  Fu Xing'er was licking and hearing this, her legs jumped more and more vigorously: okay, okay!

  She can have everything she wants.

   A big chicken leg was tasteless after being licked by her, so Fu Xing'er closed his mouth in satisfaction.

  Small teeth, little teeth, grow up quickly!

  I want to eat meat.

   "Sister-in-law, I will give you my portion when you can eat meat."

  Fu Xing'er struggled to hug Fu Xiaoma: This kid is so loving.

   "Xiao Ma, be careful." Fu Xiaoma struggled to hold him, like a three-pound cat carrying a four-pound mouse.

   "Sister-in-law, I will give you my share at that time." Fu Xiaolong immediately offered his loyalty, envious of Fu Xiaoma being able to hug him.

  My sister-in-law was only one or two months ago, and the family didn't let her hold her for fear of falling.

   Wait until you are older and want to hug her, but once you come back, my father will not let you hug her. What's more, my father is still rushing to hug her.

   rounds are not their turn.

  Fu Xing'er immediately changed direction and ran to Fu Xiaolong.

  "Sister-in-law, not only will I give you my share, but I will also save pocket money for you to eat." Fu Xiaohu also put down his words, and Fu Xing'er turned around again when he heard that there was something going on.

   "Sister-in-law, let me hug for a while longer!" Fu Xiaolong was a little bit resentful, and he hadn't hugged for long.

  It doesn't matter, whoever gives her meat will let her be hugged.

   Just like that, Fu Xinger followed the chickens out of the cage back and forth.

   Mrs. Fu was sweating from her exhaustion, and she couldn't laugh or cry: Fu Bao, parents like you will be worried in the future. If someone gives you a chicken leg, will you run away with him? "

   This girl can't stand the temptation.

   Toss her so much!

   Mrs. Fu is also worried: "Second daughter-in-law, you have to be vigilant. When Fu Bao can eat meat, let's let her eat enough every day, so as not to be cheated by some wild boy with a big chicken leg when he grows up."

  Mrs. Fu felt very unreasonable, "Indeed, indeed."

  Fu Xing'er burst out laughing, is she the kind of person who can run with others with a big chicken leg?

   Besides, she is still drinking milk.

  Anai and Niang think too long-term.

  Fu Xiaoma took the licked tasteless chicken leg and gnawed on it, laughing: "The ones my aunt has eaten are delicious."

   "I want to try it too!"

"I want to eat too."

   "No, I won't give it to you." Fu Xiaoma took the drumstick and ran away, Fu Xiaolong and the others chased after him.

  Finally, everyone shared a few mouthfuls.

  Although what happened to Liu Guimei, Fu Xiaoma's daily life has not been affected in any way. The three brothers go to school together every day, and play with Fu Bao when they come back.

  Laughter filled the yard all day long.

  Fu's second son came over and said angrily: "These boys, maybe even Fu Bao's urine smells good."

   Many times, while he was away, they secretly hugged and kissed Fubao.

  As soon as he came down from the mountain, Fu's second child hurried to take a shower and changed into new clothes, "Come, come, Fu Bao, give me a hug!"

  Fu Xing'er ran over immediately, glared at her feet, "Tall!"

  Fu's second child immediately understood: "Is it necessary to hug and hold high and go around in circles?"

  Fu Xing'er nodded.

  Fu's second child immediately lifted her high, Fu Xing'er kicked her feet and giggled, and then turned around several times.

   It was the first time I saw this kind of old lady Fu, and my heart almost jumped out of fright, "Enough is enough, I will be dizzy after waiting and I will drop Fubao."

  It’s fine if he falls, but Fubao cannot be dropped.

  Fu Xing'er kept laughing "giggle".

   Mrs. Fu has long been used to the strangeness, "Mother, don't worry about their father and daughter, this girl will not be happy if she can't enjoy herself."

   It was the old man who started it.

   Fubao now plays several times a day.

   "Oops! The second child feels like a boy at this age." Mrs. Fu didn't even notice.

  Holding high and circling around, Fu's second child stopped, almost unable to stand, but it was Mrs. Fu who supported him and scolded: "If one day I drop Fu Bao, I will never end with you."

   Fu's second child hugged Fu Bao, and stuck out his tongue at her as if he wanted to do something wrong.

  The father and daughter held back their laughter.

   "Old woman, you hold it first, I'll take out the seat and let Fu Bao sit on it."

   Today is Fubao's four months, and he can sit on the seat.

  Recently, I have been busy going up the mountain and making rocking beds and rocking chairs, so I have piled up a lot. Originally, he wanted to take it out to the town to test the water, but the village head asked him to spread the knowledge of crops to the villagers, but he couldn't go all at once.

  Fubao took out the latest chair, "Come on, Fubao, hurry up and try the chair that Dad made for you."

  Fu Xing'er is very generous, and she won't get up when she sits on it. The bamboo is made of toughness and elasticity, and it is very comfortable to sit on.

   It is no exaggeration to say that it is a handicraft, it is very comfortable and breathable, and the craftsmanship is very good.

  Fu's second child stood behind and pushed, like Mrs. Fu and Mrs. Fu showing off, "Mother, old lady, take a look, so that we can push Fubao out wherever we want.

   And it is not heavy at all, so you can carry it with you. "

  This is the finished product after changing and trying again and again in the past three months.

  The lightest small seat stroller.

   Completely free your hands, push it wherever you go, without the trouble of holding it on your body all the time.

   "I'll try." Mrs. Fu pushed, not to mention it was really convenient.

  Before, the shaker could only be moved at home, but now this small push chair can move freely outside.

   "Second brother, you've become more and more comfortable doing this." Mrs. Fu boasted.

   "That is, the things my daughter uses must be the best."

  My wife's compliments and my wife's compliments don't count. I'm only happy if my daughter likes him.

   "Fubao, do you like it?"

   Fu's second child put her hands in front of her, and specially made a toy like a small abacus for her to play with.

   Fu Bao nodded in satisfaction, clapped his hands especially with his little hands, and praised him.

  Cheating is too powerful!

  She might wish to entrust him with a dream and show him some models. She didn't expect him to have such a good memory and creativity, and he can remember it immediately and transform himself.

  Although this small push chair is not more convenient than modern ones, it was already top notch in ancient times.

   It is definitely not available in the world.

   "Old man, why don't you sell it in the town this afternoon!" Mrs. Fu encouraged.