Seeing Meng Kexun get angry again, Liang qiange doesn't want to keep pestering with this kind of mental retardation, so he lifts his feet and goes.

Bo Xiushen and Liang Xiaoyi wait for her, and they go out together.

Bo Xiushen's car is a little far away, so on the road, you can always meet the crew. Until you get on the bus, Liang qiange is reserved and keeps a distance with Bo Xiushen. However, she still whispers to her son. At the same time, she criticizes her son, saying that he should not have opened the door to wait for Ning Jiao's business last night.

Little translator is obediently taught and looks pitiful.

Liang qiange was soft hearted again. As soon as she got on the bus, she immediately hugged her son and gave him a hard kiss on his face.

Liang Xiaoyi was criticized by his mother before, and he was still a little nervous. Now he was kiss by his mother, and immediately he could only smile. As soon as he laughed, his small teeth like rice grains appeared, white and bright. He held his mother's face shyly, and kissed the tip of his mother's nose, saying, "I miss my mother so much."

Liang qiange kisses his son again and says, "mom wants to translate as well."

With that, he saw Bo Xiushen looking at her in the rearview mirror.

Liang qiange was a little embarrassed, coughed and said, "Mr. Bo, thank you for bringing the interpreter to visit."

Bo Xiushen said casually, "Xiaoyi wants to have dinner with her mother."

Liang qiange also shook his son's dumb hair, let his son sit well, buckle his seat belt.

In front of the thin repair Shen also started the car, the car drove to the nearest restaurant, less than five minutes to arrive.

Because the location was set in advance, when they went in, they began to serve.

The restaurant near the beach, the seafood is the most delicious.

After the dishes are ready, Liang qiange plans to help her son peel the shrimp shell, but thin Xiushen hands her a bowl of fresh fish soup for her to drink first.

When Liang qiange drank, he saw that he was wearing at least five digit shirt and gloves, which covered his seven digit wristwatch. He peeled a shrimp and put it into Liang's translation bowl.

Liang Xiaoyi said obediently, "thank you, uncle Bo."

Bo Xiushen chuckles and peels a shrimp and puts it in Liang qiange bowl.

Liang qiange was a little embarrassed and said, "I'll do it myself."

Thin thin: "you eat your." Said, and peeled another, or put into her bowl.

When she was at home, she knew that Bo Xiushen liked to do housework. When Liang qiange saw that he was so addicted to shelling shrimp, he refused to refuse. However, there was a return of courtesy. Bo Xiushen's hands were not empty. She took his chopsticks, took a piece of fish, and handed it to his mouth.

Bo Xiushen looked at her with a smile and ate.

Liang qiange was about to put down his chopsticks. Thin Xiushen opened his mouth: "vegetables."

Liang qiange had to take a piece of fried vegetables and feed it to him.

"Uncle Bo, the older children want to eat by themselves, and can't always let their mother feed them," said Liang Xiaoyi, the little boy with rice grains on his lips

"But your mother is willing to feed me."

Liang Xiaoyi immediately looked at his mother.

Liang qiange:

This is not, I'm sorry to let someone else Bo always be a cheap shrimp peeler for them?

Looking at his mother's silence, it seems that he does not deny it. Liang Xiaoyi was very sad. He used to be fed by his mother. Later, his mother said that he was a big boy. If you want to learn how to use chopsticks, spoon, knife and fork, you can't feed him any more.

As a result, uncle Bo even asked his mother to feed food, and his mother didn't let uncle Bo eat with chopsticks. His mother is really double label!