My dad's life

Piggy is very good at playing, don't look at her fat hands, but very smart.

I first pinched two mother pigs who were pregnant, and then started making pastries.

I asked my father to help her make a small table and a small chair, but she was busy.

Fangyuan has no problems with hands-on work because of its plug-in.

Seeing Ding Heping sitting nearby and watching, he asked him to help.

Ding Heping couldn't do it anymore, the colored mud was in his hands, and he was horribly pinched by him.

But he suddenly discovered that it was also quite fun.

"Learn more now, and you will have experience when the child is born." Fang Yuan said with a smile.

At the same time, he kept on hand, and soon made a coffee table and sofa with colored clay.

Piggy put the two mother pigs on the sofa.

Then put all the small cakes I made on the coffee table.

"Mother Pig's tea party." Little Pig said.

"It's pretty pretty." Ding Heping said with some emotion beside him.

Looking at the mud in his hand again, it suddenly seemed a little dull.

Little Pig didn't stop, he made another piece of colored mud and squeezed it.

"What is this? Oranges?" Fang Yuan asked curiously.

"This is a big tiger. The big tiger wants to eat the pig mothers, oh, oh." The piglet raised his neck and yelled at the roof.

"Haha, it's so cute." Ding Heping couldn't smile beside him.

Piggy's eyes were round and round, and he was very dissatisfied, thinking that Uncle Ding respected people at all.

"I think you look like an orange, look at me to pinch one."

Fang Yuan kneaded a blueberry with colored clay, but it was in a deep-fried state and looked quite powerful.

"Ah, ah, my big tiger, want to eat your little cat." Little pig pig suddenly picked up her big tiger and rushed towards the blueberry in front of Fang Yuan.

"What do you want to do?" Fang Yuan hurriedly blocked it with his hands.

"Let's fight, and see who is better." Little Pig said.

"You think I do better than you, so you want to destroy it?"

"Hey~"

After being punctured, Little Pig smiled silly.

Children have a desire for destruction.

"Look at how good I am." Fang Yuan suddenly picked up the blueberries on the table and rushed over.

Little Pig screamed immediately and retracted the big tiger in his hand.

"What a timid tiger." Fang Yuan mocked.

Piggy quit when he heard the word, and immediately raised the big tiger in his hand, and rushed forward with a roar.

The two became a group, Ding Heping sat beside him with envy.

"Huh, I will have it in a few months."

Thinking of the child who was about to be born, I started to giggle.

"You know I'm great, right?"

In the end, Little Pig won the victory, and the blueberry in Fang Yuan's hand was flattened by her.

"You are great this time, and I will definitely win it next time." Fang Yuan said the classic lines in the cartoon.

"I'm looking forward to it." Little Pig was also serious and authentic.

Then he giggled happily.

"Fangyuan, Heping and they are here today. Come and help cook two dishes." Fang's mother greeted at the kitchen door.

"Sister-in-law, don't bother Fangyuan." Mother Ding said quickly.

"I'll help," she said actively.

"No, let Fangyuan come. The dishes he cooks are delicious." Fang's mother stopped her.

"Play it yourself first, Dad is going to cook." Fang Yuan stood up and walked into the kitchen.

Aunt Zhou has actually washed and cut all the vegetables, as long as they cook in a radius.

"Dad." Fang Yuan was about to start when he heard the sound of piggy at the kitchen door.

"Didn't you say it, you play by yourself first, and Dad will come later."

"Dad, let me help you cook the dishes." Little Pig said.

Fang Yuan did not refuse, and thought for a while and said: "It's okay, let's make some small cakes."

"Yeah." Little Pig nodded happily, she was good at making cakes.

Lan Caiyi is prone to get hungry during pregnancy, so Fangyuan often makes small cakes and keeps them at home, ready to eat.

Li Youwei is here, so naturally she has to do more.

In fact, making cakes is not as troublesome as imagined.

Just master the proportions of sugar, flour, butter, and eggs, and bake them in the oven.

Fangyuan did it with Little Pig before.

One of the most troublesome is probably the stirring.

However, Xiaozhuzhu has nowhere to vent his energy every day, so it is most suitable for her to help stir, and Fangyuan prepares things.

Then, holding a small stool, let her sit and stir slowly.

For adults, this is extremely boring, but for children, it is endless fun.

"Guckling, I'm an old witch, I'm stirring my potion, come and drink my potion, it will become very bleak..." Little piggy stirred while yelling.

"Heh, old witches are very bad and ugly. Will they become an ugly monster after drinking your potion?"

Piggy thought for a while, his father made sense.

So she immediately changed the chant.

"Gummun, I'm a little fairy, come and drink my potion. Drinking my potion can become as drifting as me..."

"But you are not pretty either."

"Hmph, potion potion, turn the father in front into an ugly monster, toad, groan, groan..."

"Wow, such a bad little fairy, you wouldn't be an old witch?"

"No, I am a real little fairy."

"Then you are so bad, sooner or later you will become an old witch."

"You are bad too, and you will become a bad old witch."

"I don't have a potion."

"You have, you are also stirring the potion." Piggy immediately pointed to Fangyuan's spatula which was cooking.

"Really? Don't take the potion that Dad made that night."

"Huh?" Little Pig was surprised when he heard this.

"Okay, okay, I won't say you are an old witch."

Little Pig looked reluctantly, and Fang Yuan laughed to death.

"Wow, snoring, snoring..." Little piggy stirred while snoring.

"What are you talking about?" Fang Yuan asked curiously.

"I won't tell you." Little Pig proudly said.

"It must be saying bad things about me, right?"

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Piggy immediately showed a surprised expression, then remembered something and pretended to be nonchalant: "Nothing."

But the small eyes are erratic, just don't look at the radius.

Fang Yuan did not puncture her, and walked over and said: "Have you finished mixing, I'm going to put it in the oven."

"Okay." Little Pig said confidently.

But Fangyuan looked inside.

...

It's no different from before.

But Fang Yuan hadn't prepared her to mix well, it was a hard work.

Stir directly on the mixer.

Then take it out and let the piglet make various shapes.

This is what Little Pig likes to do.

Piggy is great, he will squeeze out all kinds of things in a short while, and his imagination is super rich.

But, the flour is everywhere.

On the clothes, on the face, and even on the little head.

It can only be ordered by washing.

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