"Yes, let's do it first."

Mrs. Xu waved her hand to end today's conversation.

So they went back to their houses and looked for their children.

After her three daughters-in-law left, Mrs. Xu turned to see Fubao on the Kang.

By this time, Fubao had been awake for a while.

To be exact, when Mrs. Xu taught Wang, Fubao woke up.

Instead of making any noise, she was an honest listener. Then, silently put up the thumb, index finger, middle finger The whole slap, five compliments to my mother-in-law.

Well, if it wasn't for her personal experience, Fubao would never believe that she could not even do such a simple thing as thumbs up in her life.

When Mrs. Xu found that Fubao was awake, she immediately picked him up.

"When did my little Fubao wake up?"

"Hungry or not?"

"Shh, Shh, Shh?"

"Ah..."

Fubao waved his two knuckle like arms and gave the signal.

So, go to Shhh

"Shame, shame!"

"When will you grow up?"

Although he has experienced the process of being hugged by his mother many times, each time, Fubao feels very uncomfortable. As a result, the desire to grow up is growing with each passing day.

To grow up, you have to eat more and sleep more.

With this idea, Fubao soon became fat.

A little white and fat baby is the most likable.

But Fubao was not happy soon.

She felt that if she wanted to continue eating like this, she might have to be obese. Should there be such a disease? Fubao doesn't know.

Anyway, in her mind, no matter when, this person can't be too fat.

So lose weight!

No one knows what's going on in this little man's head.

Even Mrs. Xu and Mr. Xu, who are very familiar with Fubao, are a little confused about Fubao's recent behavior.

A little doll is lying there all day, kicking and punching, full of energy, and his mouth makes all kinds of strange sounds from time to time.

Mr. Xu always felt that his daughter was like him, and he would inherit his skills in the future.

Mr. Xu would be beaten by Mrs. Xu every time he said that.

As a matter of fact, Mr. Xu's words are not so bad.

Every time Fubao punches and kicks, his mouth is singing.

"Hum, ha, hey, use the truncheon!"

Today is no exception.

When Mrs. Xu finished holding Fubao, Fubao began to lose weight this afternoon.

But Fubao changed her moves today, because she found that the nunchaku moves didn't seem to help her lose weight. Therefore, Fubao today decided to change a little more atmospheric moves.

"The river flows eastward. The stars in the sky join the Big Dipper."

Unfortunately, Fubao's voice is totally out of rhythm.

But that doesn't stop her from being happy.

Mrs. Xu is watching. The more she looks, the more cola she gets.

Fubao completely ignored his mother's laughter and enjoyed himself.

But soon, Fubao had to stop. She seems to have chosen the wrong BGM!

The influence of this tune on weight loss is not as good as that of nunchakus. Of course, it may be because she is not flexible now.

As a result, Fubao began to think about what kind of background music he should choose.

Combined with his current physical condition, Fubao really thought of it.

"I tumble and fall, like a wave!"

"I'm low, I'm high."

"Faltering and refusing to fall..."

That's it!

The tune of drunken boxing. It's good.

As a result, Mrs. Xu looked at her daughter as if she was crazy. Her little body was twisted on the Kang. She was humming and had to turn over from time to time.

Of course, every time you turn over, you need Mrs. Xu to help you turn over.