He thought Guoguo was so funny that he was in a better mood.

"Give uncle Jiang a look. Uncle Jiang just looks and doesn't steal your food." Jiang Yihui stretched out his big hand and tried to persuade Guoguo to show him the box of sugar gourd in his arms.

Guoguo's heart struggled for a long time, and finally handed the box in his arms to Jiang Yihui. He was still uneasy and said, "I can only have a look."

Jiang Yihui opened the box, and the paper wrapped with sugar gourd was also opened. Inside, there were six red hawthorn fruits arranged on the bamboo stick. They were uniform in size and neatly placed. Outside, they were wrapped with crystal clear sugar, like a small tree full of fruits. It was very attractive.

Guoguo put the brain bag up, almost lying on the top of the sugar gourd, sticking out his tongue to lick, it is estimated that he has tasted the sweet taste, his eyes are full of joy, and his smiling eyes are bent.

Qin Xiaoduan came to see this scene, he ordered: "tonight can only eat one."

Then Qin Xiaoduan cut off the top sugar gourd with a fruit knife, put it in a small plate and handed it to Guoguo. The rest of Qin Xiaoduan was wrapped in a special paper and put back in the box.

Taking the box, Qin Xiaoduan wants to put it on the top of the kitchen cabinet. He can't put it on the bottom, otherwise he will get it. After thinking about it, Qin Xiaoduan decides to put it on the top of the kitchen cabinet.

Guoguo looks at a sugar gourd in the dish in her hand. Her eyes are bright. She sticks out her tongue and licks it again. Her face is full of excitement and satisfaction.

"Guoguo, is it delicious?" Jiang Yihui looks at Guoguo and asks.

Guoguo nodded his big head and said, "delicious, sugar gourd is the best."

In this way, the fruit on the plate a mouthful of licking the sugar gourd, and so on the surface of the sugar lick almost, then the sugar gourd to the mouth to chew up.

Soon, a sugar gourd finished, Guoguo stood there, smashing his little tongue, hoping to smash out the sugar gourd again.

Jiang Yihui laughs at this scene.

"Well, I'll take a bath after eating." Qin Xiaoduan came to touch Guoguo's head and said.

Guoguo put out his hands and hugged his father's thighs. He rubbed his father's legs with his big head. He said, "Dad, I want to eat sugar gourd, OK?" After that, he looked up at his father with big black eyes.

Qin Xiaoduan's brow was slightly invisible and wrinkled, "didn't you just say that? You can only eat one tonight, be obedient

Guoguo skims his little mouth. He knows that if his father says no, he won't give it. It's no use asking. It's no use making trouble.

"Dad, eat tomorrow, eat sugar gourd tomorrow, ok..." Guoguo looks at Dad with expectant eyes again.

"Well!" Qin Xiaoduan said: "if you are obedient, dad will consider giving you sugar gourd tomorrow..."

"I'm obedient, I listen to my father..." Guoguo immediately expressed his position, talking with his brain bag little by little.

"OK, now take a bath and go to bed after taking a bath." Qin Xiaoduan scooped up the fruit.

"Good!" Guoguo put his hands around his father's neck, a very clever look.

In fact, what Guoguo thinks in his heart is to take a bath quickly, go to bed quickly after taking a bath, wake up tomorrow, and then he can eat sugar gourd tomorrow.

After taking a bath for Guoguo, Qin Xiaoduan wrapped Guoguo in a bath towel and asked Guoguo to stay in the living room for a while. When I bathed Guoguo just now, my clothes were all wet. Qin Xiaoduan took his pajamas and prepared to take a shower in the bathroom. After that, he went to coax Guoguo to sleep.

Guoguo ran out with no shoes on her feet, wrapped in a white bath towel, like a dumpling, white and tender.

In the living room, Fang Jiegang is still watching the ball game. Jiang Yihui is bored with eating melon seeds. When he sees the fruit coming out, his eyes brighten and he waves to the fruit, "come here, uncle Jiang."

One day, Guoguo and Jiang Yihui have long been familiar with each other. Seeing Jiang Yihui wave to him, Guoguo runs to him and stretches out his hands on Jiang Yihui's legs.

All of a sudden, a good smell of milk mixed with a fresh fruit flavor, the smell of bath milk into Jiang Yihui's nose.