The little farm boy doesn’t know how to make wild vegetable steamed buns.

After realizing this fact, Father Shen fell into reflection. He and Nuan'er really spoiled the little baby too much!

Looking at the two children, he showed a kind and kind smile and said: "These are wild vegetable steamed buns. You must be hungry. Eat them while they are hot."

"Steamed bun?"

Shen August turned to look at the wild vegetable steamed buns in the bowl. The light yellow steamed buns were densely packed with light brown wild vegetables.

It doesn’t look delicious!

She pouted: "I don't want it! Grandpa, I want to eat meat buns!"

Shen Shiqi looked at his sister, then up at his grandfather. He didn't dare to say anything at first. After moving the two stools away, he pointed to the steamed eggs on the table and said:

"Sister, you eat eggs, brother, eat steamed buns!"

Shen August looked over, inhaled hard through his little nose, and after smelling the aroma of steamed eggs, he reluctantly nodded and sat over.

After seeing the two children sitting down, Father Shen went to the kitchen again. When he returned, he took bowls, chopsticks and spoons.

He first divided the steamed eggs into two small bowls and pushed them in front of the two children: "Half for each person. If you are not full, eat wild vegetable steamed buns. Your mother said, don't be picky."

Shen August wanted to complain, but when he heard that it was his mother, he flattened his mouth and ate steamed eggs with a spoon.

The more I ate, the more I felt aggrieved. When I was halfway through eating, my tears fell down and dripped into the bowl. I ate more salty and cried harder.

Shen Shiqi watched his sister burst into tears. He couldn't eat the steamed eggs no matter how fragrant they were. He slid off the stool, trotted to his sister's side, stretched out his little hand and clumsily wiped her tears.

"Sister, don't cry, your eyes will hurt if you cry."

While comforting his sister, he looked up at his grandfather for help.

Father Shen started to soften when he saw Shen August cry, and then when he saw Shen Qi's eyes, he couldn't hold on any longer and surrendered.

He took a step forward, and just as he was about to speak, he remembered the conversation he had with Zhang Chunnuan last night.

Now is different from the past. You can still make changes while your baby is young. You can't be soft-hearted and hold Nuan'er back!

Thinking of this, Father Shen became cruel and said, "If you don't eat, you'll be hungry." Then he turned around and left the main room.

When Shen August saw this, he burst into tears and said while crying:

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Brother, does mom not want to raise us anymore? Does grandpa not want us anymore? Wow——"

Shen Shiqi had no choice but to turn around and hug his sister who was born on the same day as him, "Be good in August, don't cry, don't cry."

He was less than five years old and had no idea what was happening.

It was obviously fine before going to bed last night, so why did it change after sleeping?

Father Shen was hiding outside the hall, listening to his granddaughter crying and his grandson coaxing his sister inside, and couldn't help but sigh.

Before, he thought Nuan'er was too strict in disciplining August, but now it seems that he really shouldn't ignore it.

Although they were born on the same day, Seventeen was born just a little earlier than August, but he is so smart!

When the crying in the main room stopped, Father Shen carefully moved his legs that were numb from standing for a long time and slowly walked into the main room.

I saw Shen August's long eyelashes with tears still hanging on them. In front of him were two small bowls filled with steamed eggs, and he was scooping up the steamed eggs with a spoon and eating them with envy.

Opposite her, Shen Shiqi looked at the steamed egg in front of his sister, swallowed, and took a bite of the wild vegetable steamed bun in his hand.

When Zhang Chunnuan makes steamed buns, he uses a one-to-one ratio of wild vegetables and noodles.

So when Shen Shiqi took a bite, he didn't have much flavor of noodles in his mouth, but more of the flavor of wild vegetables.

The two children are now more than five years old, but they actually have very few opportunities to eat wild vegetables.

The only few times I ate fresh wild vegetables.

It was difficult to swallow a mouthful of wild vegetable steamed buns. The smell of soaked wild vegetables was so strong that Shen Shiqi could not hold back the sound of retching.

Father Shen hurriedly ran to his eldest grandson. He felt extremely distressed when he saw that the sensible and well-behaved little man who had just coaxed his sister had red eyes due to retching and tears in his eyes but did not dare to fall.

"Grandpa, I can eat it."

Shen Shiqi said something and continued to stuff the wild vegetable steamed bun into his mouth. Before he could eat it, Father Shen took it away.

"Brother..." Shen Auguste was also frightened when he saw his brother's appearance.

She pushed the two bowls in front of her to opposite sides, jumped off the stool, and ran over, "Brother, if you don't eat weird things, you'll eat eggs!"

Father Shen looked at the two children hugging each other, sighed and walked quickly to the room.

After a while, he came out with two pieces of chicken cake, handed them to the two children and said, "Eat it, don't be hungry."

As he said that, he took away the wild vegetable steamed buns and walked to the kitchen. He thought to himself: When Nuan'er comes back, he has to tell her. How could he feed the little kid the wild vegetable steamed buns from the beginning? He was still impatient.

After Shen Shiqi and Shen August ate chicken cakes and shared steamed eggs, they didn't go anywhere, pitifully watching Father Shen weave bamboo baskets.

Until the third son and Wang Xinyu came home from school at noon.

When she saw her brother and sister coming back, Shen August ran over with his short legs and complained.

"Brother Sanzi, sister Xiaoyu, my mother spoiled her and made me and my brother eat stinky food!"

The mistress and Wang Xinyu were confused: What is stinky?

When Father Shen saw the person coming back, he looked at the sky and saw that Nuan'er was about to finish work, so he quickly said:

"Xiaoyu, my third son, you two, stop standing around and go get lunch ready. Your aunt will be back from work later."

Upon hearing this, the mistress quickly put down her schoolbag, took Wang Xinyu's schoolbag and walked to the main room.

The two little ones followed him step by step.

Wang Xinyu rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen. As he walked, he asked: "Grandpa, what are you cooking for lunch today?"

Since moving to the new house, Father Shen has not taken care of things in the kitchen. He doesn't know what is in the house, so he can only reply: "Look at what's in the kitchen and cook it first!"

At this time, the mistress who had put away her schoolbag walked out of the main room, followed by Shen Ba8yue, who was still talking non-stop with his little mouth pouted.

"Brother Sanzi, do you think my mother is too bad? She..."

The third son listened to Shen August's accusations all the way, and before entering the kitchen, he said to Shen August: "Xiao August said you are tired, the third brother will cook for you, don't talk anymore."

He hadn't eaten enough in the morning, and now he was extremely hungry. He just wanted to make lunch quickly.

In fact, he was not used to eating wild vegetable steamed buns, but when he went to school and saw that his classmates were all hungry, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Thinking back to when he and his grandmother were dependent on each other, they also ate the roots of wild grass trees. Once upon a time, he actually began to dislike the taste of wild vegetable steamed buns.
Chapter completed!