PFC Chapter 1050 Kind Father, Strict Mother
Chapter 1050 Kind Father, Strict Mother
"Let's eat first, okay?" Zhuang Zhoucheng pushed Huo Yan's soup towards her.
Huo Yan was eating and was a little angry. Zhuang Zhoucheng's habitual actions were restrained. He did not put food into her bowl, but subconsciously put the good food on the plate towards her.
Huo Yan was very polite and well-mannered at the dinner table. He never picked and chose among the dishes with his chopsticks. He would only take what was in front of him, no matter whether it was good or bad.
Zhuang Zhoucheng did that action so many times that Huo Yan had to look up at him.
"Can you please stop doing this?"
What will happen if the children see this?
At Kou Xiaoquan's age, why doesn't he follow and learn from whatever the adults do?
He doesn't set a good example himself. Does he want his children to learn his selfishness?
"Eat, we'll talk after dinner." Zhuang Zhoucheng pretended to be confused and changed the subject.
When Kou Xiaoquan heard the adults talking, he raised his eyes and looked at his Aunt Yanyan and Master blankly.
"Xiaoquan, come and eat." Zhuang Zhoucheng called out.
"Oh." Kou Xiaoquan responded and turned to look at Xiao Shiqi again.
The little girl really doesn't know how to use chopsticks or spoons. Look, she is eating with her hands. Her mouth is full of oil and there are a lot of rice grains on her chubby little face.
Huo Yan continued to eat her slowly. Zhuang Zhoucheng felt really pained looking at his daughter. How many bacteria on his hands had been swallowed by his daughter?
Zhuang Zhoucheng ate a little and couldn't sit still anymore so he went to Xiao Shiqi.
Huo Yan followed up with a cold voice, "You think it doesn't matter if she never learns to use chopsticks to eat, right?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng stopped and stood still.
"Everyone was eating at the dining table, and she was eating alone at the small table..."
"The small table is not a dining table? Then it is her dining table."
Huo Yan raised her eyes and looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng. If he dared to feed the child, she would immediately throw the bowl and leave.
Zhuang Zhoucheng was helpless. "I'll sit with her for a while, you eat yours."
Huo Yan didn't look at Zhuang Zhoucheng again. Zhuang Zhoucheng pulled a small stool and sat next to his daughter. He wiped his daughter's hands clean with a wet towel, then put Xiao Shiqi's thumb, index finger and middle finger into the circle of chopsticks, held the chopsticks and asked her to push them into his hand.
However, using chopsticks was indeed not an easy task, so Zhuang Zhoucheng gave up and used a spoon instead.
But the little guy's arms aren't coordinated enough, so he can't put the stuffing in his mouth.
Zhuang Zhoucheng looked up at Huo Yan, and seeing that Huo Yan was not looking at them, he took a spoon and fed his daughter soup, some soft and glutinous rice and chopped vegetables.
The gums in Little Seventeen's mouth are still in a semi-developed state. Children basically start to grow teeth when they are half a year old. This child is two years old and still has only a few teeth. He does not use them often, so he cannot chew anything he eats. He just rolls them in his mouth and swallows them directly.
After finishing his meal, Huo Yan went into the kitchen, took out some fresh fruit, cut it into pieces, and asked outside:
"What kind of fruit does Xiaoquan want to eat?"
"Watermelon." Kou Xiaoquan responded loudly.
"Just watermelon?" Huo Yan asked again.
"Aunt Yanyan, do you have any pineapples?"
Huo Yan turned and looked at the refrigerator. The kitchen aunt quickly said:
"Madam, I didn't buy any pineapples today."
"There are no pineapples left. Do you want peaches?" Huo Yan asked again.
"Okay." Kou Xiaoquan responded.
This child is basically not picky about food. After all, he can understand the truth. He is not picky about food and does not waste food. This is all taught by Huo Yan.
Furthermore, Kou Xiaoquan had a good upbringing, and his father Kou Yuancheng was a serious and restrained man.
As for politicians, even if they are just trying to save face for outsiders, their habits and practices at home will not be too bad.
Zhuang Zhoucheng followed Huo Yan into the kitchen and hurried to feed his daughter.
When he first started hanging out with Huo Yan, he wanted to feed her when she ate. It was okay once or twice, but after too many times, Huo Yan started to get disgusted. After all, she was not a child.
Now it’s okay, I have a daughter.
The existence of Xiao Shiqi greatly satisfied Zhuang Zhoucheng's vanity of being needed. He held his daughter's chin with one hand and fed her with a spoon with the other.
"Chew it before you swallow, huh?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at Xiao Shiqi, and thought, it was the same as if he hadn’t said anything, and he swallowed it down in one gulp.
Zhuang Zhoucheng frowned, looked back at the kitchen, and continued.
But how can children be so obedient when eating?
She grabbed Zhuang Zhoucheng's clothes and wanted to hug him. Zhuang Zhoucheng comforted his daughter and whispered:
"You can't hold me, or Mommy will be unhappy. Be obedient, baby, and let's eat first, okay?"
Little Seventeen turned around and pushed the bowl again. Zhuang Zhoucheng gave Little Seventeen a small toy to play with, and Seventeen started knocking on the table with it.
"Big Bear, look at Big Bear..."
Seventeen kept yelling, and Zhuang Zhoucheng chased his daughter's little mouth to feed her. Seeing Huo Yan coming out, he quickly fed her a spoonful.
Xiao Shiqi didn't chew the food, but dry heaved twice and vomited out everything he had eaten.
Huo Yan walked out with a gloomy face, holding some fruit, put the fruit on the table, and walked straight towards the father and daughter.
"I told you not to feed her, but she just wouldn't listen! She was eating well, why did you sit over there? How could she have so much trouble if you didn't get close to her?" Huo Yan said angrily:
"Get out now and don't come near my daughter tonight!"
Zhuang Zhoucheng stood up with a gloomy expression, watching Huo Yan pick up the things that Xiao Shiqi had vomited out, and changed into a small bag.
Huo Yan said with a serious face, "If you spit it out again, you'll have to eat it all. If your teeth don't grow back, I'll pull them all out tomorrow!"
"Don't pull it out, no, Mommy, don't..."
Little Seventeen's chubby little hands kept grabbing her mother's clothes, and two tears immediately appeared on her chubby little face, feeling sad and aggrieved.
Zhuang Zhoucheng whispered, "Hurry up and tell mom that you were wrong and ask her to forgive you."
"Mom was wrong, I forgive you, Mom was wrong..."
Zhuang Zhoucheng quickly corrected her, "Baby should say 'Mom, I was wrong, forgive me'."
Seventeen's chubby face turned red and looked pitiful no matter how he looked at it. He sobbed and said:
"Mom, I was wrong. Please forgive me. I was wrong."
"Tell the baby to change." Zhuang Zhoucheng spoke again from the side.
"Baby change, mommy, baby change..."
Xiao Qiqi was crying so hard that he was not sad. Huo Yan turned around and glared at Zhuang Zhoucheng, saying angrily:
"You go aside!"
Zhuang Zhoucheng stood there without moving for a long time, then walked out of the restaurant.
Huo Yan asked the kitchen aunt to prepare some new food, which was white porridge mixed with chopped meatballs, a little meat from the fish belly and soup.
Putting the food in front of Little Seventeen, Huo Yan looked at him sullenly and said, "Eat it yourself."
"I love you mom……"
Little Seventeen looked at Huo Yan with tears in his eyes, his little mouth twitching, he was very sad.
"Zhuang Shiqi, I'm telling you, if you cry again, I'll call the police to take you away." Huo Yan said in a serious voice.
"Baby, don't cry. Baby, you love your mother. Don't cry..."
The poor little girl's tears kept rolling down her cheeks. She opened her mouth and tried hard to swallow the tears back, not daring to cry out loud anymore.