My dad's life

The supermarkets in the small area are still very good, they are all boutique routes, most of which are foreign goods, and the prices are naturally very expensive.

A bag of small biscuits can sell for 70 or 80 yuan, and Father Fang himself is reluctant to buy a bottle of wine for 70 or 80 yuan, so he doesn't even blink when he buys it for the little guy.

As long as the little guy is fancy, put it directly into the shopping cart.

So when he came back, Fang Yuan watched the little guy come back from a long distance while walking and eating, swaying back slowly, and Father Fang followed behind with a big bag full of smiles on his face.

"You eat so many snacks, don't you have dinner?" Fang Yuan looked at the little guy like a little hamster, gnawing in his mouth, so he stopped her.

"Does this have anything to do with eating?" The little guy said with a strange expression.

"Why is it okay? You eat snacks to make your belly full, how can you eat it?" Fang Yuan smiled.

"Then you just let the baby eat apples and bananas?" The little guy looked at him suspiciously.

She means eating apples and bananas, which is not the same as filling your belly. Is there any difference between eating snacks?

Fang Yuan suddenly felt a little speechless.

"Because fruits are nutritious, snacks are not only nutritious, but also make you a fat girl." Suddenly Lan Caiyi replied behind her.

It turned out that Lan Caiyi came back from get off work.

"Mom." The little guy rushed over with a surprised look.

Lan Caiyi reached out her hand against her little head, not letting her come close: "You see your face and hands are dirty and greasy, don't get my clothes dirty."

"How can you not hug your dear baby? You are still not a baby's dear mother? How can a mother dislike her baby? Your little baby will be very sad like you." The little guy said Come one by one.

Lan Caiyi was amused by her and burst into laughter, then squatted down and opened her arms and said, "Okay, mother give you a hug."

"Hmph, I don't want you to hug, I want my father to hug." The little guy turned his head and pointed his butt at her, his face full of arrogance.

"Haha, dad hug, dad doesn't think you are dirty." Fang Yuan knelt down and put the little guy in his arms.

Lan Caiyi glared at him and stood up, meaning he knew he was good.

"Uncle, I know you love your baby, but don't buy her so many snacks next time. Eating too much is not good for your health." Lan Caiyi said to Father Fang who came over.

"I don't want it either, but when this little moan is humming, I have no resistance." Father Fang said innocently.

Lan Caiyi laughed when she heard the words. The little guy's cuteness is MAX, usually only in a normal state. When you want something, the horsepower will be maximized, let alone Fang's father, but she sometimes carries it. Can't help it!

"I'm probably hungry today, she doesn't usually eat snacks." Mother Lan walked over to help.

"That's because there are no snacks at home, so this habit must be changed. If you don't put it at home, she will naturally stop eating, otherwise she will want to eat it." Lan Caiyi said.

Several adults nodded when they heard the words, feeling that Lan Caiyi had some truth, but the little guy bulged his mouth in dissatisfaction.

This is simply smashing the baby's little job!

"It's useless if you are angry. Now stand for me in the corner, just to digest and digest, and then have dinner." Lan Caiyi pointed to the corner of the stairs.

The little guy kept his promise very much. Although he was full of anger, he still stood in the corner obediently.

"Are you really punishing him to stand?" Fang Yuan whispered.

"Isn't it a fake, why, you want to stand with him too?" Lan Caiyi said dissatisfiedly.

Fang Yuan shook his head quickly.

"If you don't stand with her, don't talk." Lan Caiyi glared at him, and then said loudly to the little guy: "Facing the wall, what is the penalty for standing with your butt facing the wall?"

The little guy, who had turned his back to the wall and looked around, turned around with aggrieved feelings, and then took the opportunity to put a small biscuit that he had been holding in his hand into his mouth.

"Why do you guys go, looking at her like this will only make her feel more wronged."

Lan Caiyi watched several adults staring at the little guy's back, as if she would disappear without looking, and she was a bit speechless.

"Oh, then I will continue to paint." Mother Lan turned and left, but she peeked from behind the long case.

"I went upstairs, too." Fang Yuan said and turned around the stairs. When he passed by the little guy, he paid special attention to see if the little guy was aggrieved.

But found that the little guy, head down, was happily playing with her ten little toes.

What kind of half-length little yellow duck slippers she was wearing, which happened to leak out all the ten cute little toes, so the little guy stood here, playing with his toes happily.

The left thumb is raised, the right thumb is lowered, and the toes are raised together, and then they are lowered together.

I am a little spider, I am a little earthworm...

Playing around, he almost laughed out loud, and hurriedly covered his small mouth so that his mother could not find out.

Fangyuan: "..."

"I'll go to the kitchen to cook for your aunt." Father Fang also put down his things and went into the kitchen.

Lan Caiyi also followed upstairs, and when she passed by the little guy, she said, "Stand well and reflect on the fight today, right?"

"Oh." The little guy answered obediently.

Then he raised his head and asked, "Mom, have you fifty minutes?"

"How can it be so fast? You stand obediently, and my mother will call you in fifty minutes." He said he kicked upstairs.

Mother Lan, who was always listening, waited for her to go upstairs, and hurried over and asked: "Did your mother fine you to stand for fifty minutes? So long?"

"It's not long. Mother originally fined me to stand for ten minutes, but I begged her to stand for fifty minutes. Is the baby very smart?" The little guy said triumphantly.

Mother Lan looked at her, sighed deeply, and then asked her: "Do you know how long fifty minutes is?"

The little guy happily stretched out one of her small palms, with five little fingers spreading wide, "Is this?"

"Is it ten of these?" Mother Fang sighed again.

Hearing the words, the little guy stretched out two hands, a little at a loss, the baby has only two hands, how many are ten?Do you add up your parents, grandparents, grandparents?The more the little guy thought about it, the more he didn't understand.

"How long are those ten minutes?" The little guy thought about it and asked.

"If one finger represents one minute, then ten fingers on two hands represent ten minutes." Mother Lan explained.

"Huh?" The little guy looked at his left hand, then his right hand.

Then he looked at Mother Lan blankly.

"So little idiot, you should let your mother stand for five minutes instead of fifty minutes." Mother Lan smiled.

"Is there five minutes now?" the little guy asked immediately.

"Well, it's almost five minutes." Fang's mother estimated the time.

"Oh!" Hearing the words, the little guy turned around.

"Fifty minutes haven't arrived yet, why are you not standing? Your mother will beat you up if she knows it." Mother Lan asked strangely.

"Baby has been standing for fifty minutes!" The little guy said naturally.

"But now you have only stood for five minutes?" Mother Lan said embarrassedly.

"Who made it?" The little guy stuck his waist in dissatisfaction.

"Who prescribed what?" Mother Lan asked strangely.

"Who stipulated that such a long time is five minutes, not fifty minutes?"

As the little guy said, he stretched out two hands and opened a distance to show this length. Why is it five minutes, not fifty minutes?

Mother Lan was suddenly speechless.

When I looked up, I just saw Lan Caiyi standing on the stairs holding a smile.

Only then did Mother Lan react and laughed.

Then rubbed her head.

"You are such a smart little guy."