Chapter 149 I'm happy

Mianmian, holding the braised pork, walked over excitedly.

"Su Su, this is for you." Mianmian smiled and handed over the plate.

Su Su, who was feeling guilty that she had not chosen a good dish for her mother, had her eyes lit up when she heard this.

He reached out and took it, and Su Su said sincerely: "Thank you Mianmian."

"You're welcome." Mianmian waved her hand indifferently, and then ran back to have a meal.

[Mianmian is really good. My friend has no meat and vegetables and has taken the initiative to share this. This is better than what many adults make.]

[I'm going to be pink on this alone, this little dumpling is amazing.]

The live broadcast room is all praising it.

Li Baiwei, who was watching the barrage, gritted her teeth secretly, and glanced at the plate of braised pork with a chill look.

Amid the condemnation in the barrage, a small head emerged from the tent.

Sang He looked at Mianmian's back for a while, then walked to the padlock.

Establishing a good character makes everyone like her. She has such deep thoughts at a young age. What will happen in the future?

Thinking of this, Li Baiwei hated Mianmian even more.

"You have not finished memorizing the "Rules for Disciples" today. You have to memorize it quickly. There are other tasks tonight." Li Baiwei said, and handed Su Su the "Rules for Disciples" she brought over.

"Little kid, do you want to write a blessing with a padlock?" an old lady came over and asked.

[There are no way to see Sang He interacting with him in these three tourist places. It's so sad.]

Sang He's heart was touched.

Sang He nodded gently.

"Dear babies, you can go and rest." The staff came over and reminded.

Su Su was still sitting and holding a toy in her hand.

Mianmian shook her head after thinking seriously for a long time.

[I feel sorry for Susu every day. It would be great if Susu could have a mother who respects her children like Sang He.]

The soft and glutinous voice was loud in Sanghe's heart, "If you are happy, just be happy, just be happy."

Soon I was attracted by the padlock and the writing blessing belt.

Su Su said "Oh" dejectedly.

Xu Qing, who was also preparing to write a blessing belt, heard what Mianmian said, and smiled and teased: "Mianmian is so nice to your mother."

The guests wandered around without any trouble.

After coming back to his senses, Sang He wrote down this sentence, and the beautiful fonts looked particularly beautiful.

[Li Baiwei really doesn’t want to reflect on herself?]

Mianmian hugged Sang He's thigh happily and rubbed it like a coquettish act.

After everyone played for a while, the director team had already built a temporary tent.

Upon hearing this, Mianmian's eyes lit up suddenly.

[I really don't let Susu breathe for a moment. I feel that if this continues, Susu will become neurasthenia.]

As he said that, Mianmian ran out and pulled Susu away.

After dinner, the program team did not arrange other activities, and the relevant staff began to build temporary tents for the little buns to take a nap.

Mianmian didn't dare to touch Su Su, so she ran out and found Li Baiwei and explained the situation to her.

Sang He paused and forgot to start writing for a moment.

"We Mianmian are really angel babies sent by God." Xu Qing was also a little surprised. A four-year-old little dumpling had such an idea.

Mianmian replied sweetly: "I hope my mother is happy every day and has no worries."

The whole process was smooth and the camera didn't even take a picture of who Sang He was writing.

"What's wrong with mom?"

【Oh my God, how sleepy this child has to sit and fall asleep!】

"I won't eat it, you can eat it yourself." Li Baiwei looked unconscious and threw the braised pork into Susu's bowl again.

Isn’t this little thing deliberately showing off his abilities?

Susu didn't know what Li Baiwei was thinking, but was happy that she could let her mother have a better dish.

"Girl, do you want a padlock?" The old lady walked over with a hunched back.

The old lady gave her a lock, "Just write your two names on the lock."

[What kind of monster is Li Baiwei? She really doesn't look like a mother at all.]

【really.】

She couldn't read and of course she couldn't write, so she could only ask for help.

After finishing, Mianmian started playing with Su Yan.

Everyone followed Mianmian's words and looked over.

"But," Xu Qing asked again, "Don't you write one for yourself?"

Hearing Xu Qing's words, Sang He nodded in his heart.

[This kind of mother is so suffocating. She even brings books when she comes out to play.]

I didn't notice that Susu's eyes dimmed in an instant.

【It probably won’t work, he won’t show his face, so he should save his worries.】

"Make a wish, you can write your wishes on your blessings. The gods in the sky will help you see them." The old lady explained.

Four small balls sat around and started playing with toys.

"Okay," Sang He also understood, nodded and agreed, "What do you write?"

All the little dumplings were about to enter, but Li Baiwei walked over, "Susu, wait a moment."

Mianmian blinked her naive big eyes and asked ignorantly: "What are you doing?"

"Thank you." After saying that, Sang He wrote her and Mianmian's name without hesitation, and finally, he hung it straight.

Mianmian held these things, tilted her head and thought for a while, then looked up at Sang He: "Mom, can you help Mianmian write?"

[The other person is the man who lives in Sanghe's house, it's so sweet!]

The old lady walked aside and took a blessing belt and a pen and handed it to Mianmian.

"Mianmian wants to write!"

Mianmian shouted for no reason: "Su Su, come here quickly, Luo Hao brings the toys, let's play together."

Mianmian was very curious before and pulled Sanghe over.

Susu, who had left Li Baiwei's endorsement, finally became happy again.

I took the written blessing belt and looked at it again and again. After a while, Mianmian tied up the blessing belt.

But the audience in the live broadcast room decided that this kind of lock was hung by a couple. When they saw Sang He padlocking, they thought it was hanging Sang He and Luo Wenmo, and netizens started to tease the candy.

[Call the call, let that man come too.]

After a while, Mianmian suddenly put her index finger to her mouth and said "shush", then said in a low voice: "Let's stop playing, Susu is asleep."

Li Baiwei's eyes suddenly became gloomy, but because of the camera, she just gritted her teeth and gave up.

He picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in Li Baiwei's bowl. Susu said softly: "Mom, eat it."

[Can the program team arrange a meeting with education experts? Teach Li Baiwei well.]

The smile on Su Su's face slightly curled, and turned her head and looked over slightly reluctantly.

Li Baiwei, who was watching the scenery, was stunned for a moment.

Sitting and falling asleep?

Li Baiwei followed Mianmian to the tent.

Seeing Su Su's appearance, Li Baiwei suddenly fell silent.

For the first time, she reflected on whether she was pushing Su Su too tightly.
Chapter completed!