Chapter 26：

After the little rice ball's feet are healed, a new task has been added, that is to accompany his father to run in the morning!

Han Cheng still got up at six o'clock. Not only did he get up at six o'clock, he also dug up his sleeping son.

The little rice ball rubbed his eyes in a daze, with a dissatisfied expression on his face: "Dad, people are eating chicken drumsticks in their dreams, what are you doing?"

Even Su Xiaoxiao was stunned, and looked at him with sleepy eyes: "Let the child sleep more, and the child can grow up by eating more and sleeping more."

Standing Han Cheng stood tall and straight like a small poplar, unmoved by wind and rain: "Nine hours of sleep at night, one hour of nap at noon, ten hours of sleep is enough, my father is a soldier, I have At the age of five, he started morning exercise with his soldiers every day, and the rice ball is also the son of a soldier.

Su Xiaoxiao: "..." Han Cheng, do you have no soldiers to train, so you just toss your son?

Well, if the rice ball gets up at 6 o'clock in the morning and can grow into a 1.85-meter poplar like him, then the morning exercise should be done in the morning.

However, Su Xiaoxiao still said a fair sentence: "I went to bed at nine o'clock, told a bedtime story for a while, and fell asleep at about half past nine. Why don't I get up at half past six tomorrow for training? It happens that I can get up at half past six to make breakfast, You came back from training just for breakfast."

Han Cheng shook his head and disagreed: "It's too late at 6:30, we have to go to the market to buy vegetables, there is not enough time."

"Mom!" The rice ball screamed and rushed into Su Xiaoxiao's arms to act like a spoiled child.

Su Xiaoxiao patted the little rice ball's head and decided to save the little cub: "But if you wake the rice ball at six o'clock, you will wake me up, and Xiaodoubao will also wake up. I sleep at home until seven o'clock. Yes, it's almost winter now, and it's already early at six-thirty."

Hancheng: "…"

How did she not know that she was protecting her son? She has been up at six o'clock in recent days.

Han Cheng was still unmoved: "The rice ball has grown up and will sleep with Douban in the future. He will sleep outside and will not wake Douban."

"No!" Onigiri shook his head, wrapped his arms around Su Xiaoxiao's neck and did not let go. He seriously disagreed, "I want to listen to my mother's story, and I want to sleep with my mother!"

Han Cheng directly started to carry his son to the ground: "You have finished your nonsense, stand at attention, and walk!"

The little rice ball subconsciously raised his head and bowed his head in salute to the army, and looked at Su Xiaoxiao with tears in his eyes: "Mom..."

Su Xiaoxiao: "...Go." Pick up your five-year-old son for military training at six o'clock, Hancheng, you can do it too.

Okay, others don't feel bad for her own life, why does she feel bad about it.

The winking little rice ball knew that his mother couldn't save him this time, and only followed behind his father with snot and tears.

How hard is life.

In order to cooperate with his son, Han Cheng's speed has slowed down a lot than before. In order to wait for Su Xiaoxiao to get used to it, he has not practiced in the morning. Han Cheng has also maintained the habit of morning exercise since the age of five until now, unless it is windy, rainy or otherwise. Special circumstances, otherwise generally insist.

The energy of the child is actually very strong. He jumps and runs around every day, let alone fifteen minutes, he can stick to it for an hour. Han Cheng just wants to cultivate rice **** to form a good habit of morning exercise, not to use him as a soldier. The kid is too smart. If he is frightened from the beginning and becomes rebellious, he will find various reasons to escape in the future, which will be counterproductive.

The little rice ball cried and walked around the beach with his father little by little with his short legs. It was the first time that the little rice ball saw the sea at 6 o'clock in the morning. Not long after the sun jumped out of the sea, a big one of yellow and orange was hanging in the golden light. on sparkling sea level.

"Wow Dad, what a big salted egg yolk! If you let Mom make it, it must be delicious!"

Han Cheng: "..." It's not a shame that it's a child raised by Su Xiaoxiao, and he can think of eating anything he sees.

"Rice balls!"

Suddenly a cry came from behind.

Hey, who's calling me?

Onigiri turned around—

"Little fish!"

Well, the great soldier Zhao Xian also took his five-year-old son for a morning run.

The rice ball was balanced: "Xiaoyuer, hurry up!" After speaking, he stopped and jumped up and down, "Dad, it's Uncle Zhao and Xiaoyuer, let's wait for them!"

Han Cheng stopped running forward and did high leg raises directly on the spot.

Zhao Xianfeng caught up with him out of breath, stared at the rice ball for a while, and couldn't believe his eyes: "Why haven't we seen the rice ball for a few days, the rice ball seems to have changed? Comrade Su Xiaoxiao is too good at raising children. Bar?"

Compared to the skinless appearance when he just received it, the small rice ball can be said to be reborn now, with a small round face, big eyes, and the whole person looks full of vigor and spirit.

Su Xiaoxiao is indeed very good at raising children. He makes the brothers drink milk and wheat milk essence every day. With such a good craftsmanship, he has a balanced mix of meat, vegetables, eggs, and rice. He also adds fruit snacks from time to time, not to mention rice balls. A lot of work efficiency has also been improved a lot, and the situation of sleepiness has also been reduced.

Sure enough, rice is iron, and people are steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry. If you have the conditions, you should not grieve your mouth. Only when you are healthy can you create greater value. This is also Su Xiaoxiao's point of view.

With the participation of Zhao Xianfeng and Xiaoyuer, the little rice ball no longer hummed, and even raced in front of the little friends.

Zhao Xianfeng and Han Cheng ran side by side, looking at the figure of the rice ball running, and asked him: "The rice ball's legs are so neat? Is it okay to run like this?"

Han Cheng wasn't worried. Su Xiaoxiao rubbed medicinal wine for him every day for several days with a slight sprain: "He runs faster than you, what do you think? He won't run if his feet hurt."

Zhao Xianfeng: "..." Well, he asked a very stupid question.

"Han Cheng, your family is really nice. That tigress in my family seldom praises her and everyone praises her. And my son, when it's time for dinner, he makes a fuss about going to your house for dinner, and it makes me want to go. Eat your family's food and see what is so powerful."

"No, the child can, but you can't!" Han Cheng vetoed, the two children ran away, Han Cheng quickened his pace to catch up, "I'm afraid you won't go every day after you eat it once."

"Hey, how can you be like this..." Zhao Xianfeng chased after him, "Anyway, I personally drove to the village to help you support the scene and bring them back, but your comrade Su Xiaoxiao personally said that he wanted to invite me to dinner! "

"Wait for August 15th, then our family will get together." Han Cheng said loosely.

Yang Mei and Zhou Yuhua have a good relationship. When she was still there, when everyone was free, they would get together occasionally during New Years and festivals, and he didn't visit the old man for some days.

"That's what you said." This year has gone by so fast, it's already August 15th now.

With the addition of Zhao Xianfeng and his son, the run lasted more than 15 minutes, and it was almost 6:40 when Han Cheng brought his son home.

Su Xiaoxiao pulled the happy rice ball over to wipe the sweat, and asked in confusion, "Why so long? Didn't you say you should run for 15 minutes first?" Still so happy.

"When I met Zhao Xianfeng and Xiao Yu'er, the rice ball didn't want to come back." Han Cheng also took a towel to wipe his sweat.

Su Xiaoxiao: "..." This is all a reversal of the gods. Going out crying and going home with a smile, I really guessed the beginning, but I couldn't guess the ending.

The rice ball changed into clean clothes: "Mom, Xiaoyuer and I have an appointment to run together tomorrow."

Su Xiaoxiao smiled and shook her head: "Why are you still addicted to running?"

The rice ball nodded: "Mom, the sun on the sea is so beautiful, it must be as delicious as salted egg yolk. Is it my turn to buy my favorite food today? I want to eat salted egg yolk today!"

Su Xiaoxiao reflected for a moment. She seemed to have unintentionally cultivated her child into a foodie. This was not her intention.

"Did you forget the stone snails that Xiaozhuzi sent last night? I won't go to the market to buy vegetables today. I will eat dried vegetables and salted fish at noon, and stone snails at night."

The rice ball pouted, although not very satisfied, whatever my mother did was delicious, so she reluctantly agreed: "Okay, okay, then eat salted egg yolk tomorrow."

"Can the salted egg yolk be eaten during the Mid-Autumn Festival? I will make salted egg yolk mooncakes for you." Su Xiaoxiao discussed with the rice ball.

Five kernel moon cakes are popular here on Mid-Autumn Festival. The rice **** have never eaten salted egg yolk moon cakes. They sound delicious, so naturally they nod happily: "Yes, yes, everything is delicious!"

Han Cheng sorted himself out, and went to the kitchen to bring out the breakfast. Today's breakfast is boiled with the fish soup left over from last night, then beat an egg into it, put a little kelp and shrimp skin, and sprinkle a little chopped green onion before serving. Served with steamed sweet potatoes and taro, it's another tongue-in-cheek delicacy.

Hearing Su Xiaoxiao say this, Han Cheng said by the way that he had made an appointment with Zhao Xianfeng to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together.

Su Xiaoxiao had no objection: "At that time, will you be here with us, or will you go to Zhao Xianfeng's?"

Han Cheng drank the nutritious and delicious fish soup, and felt that he would be full of energy all day: "Go to Zhao Xianfeng's place and bring the food stamps and meat stamps over there. The old man is old and it is inconvenient to move around, so let's take a look at the old man."

These days, everyone's food is rationed. It is an unwritten rule to bring food stamps and meat stamps to other people's homes. Everyone does it.

Su Xiaoxiao nodded: "In addition to making moon cakes, I can also make some other snacks to bring over there, and I can eat them when viewing the moon."

Han Cheng naturally has no objection. He has full confidence in Su Xiaoxiao's craftsmanship. No matter what she does, it must be the best.

…

Han Cheng went to work, Su Xiaoxiao continued to set homework for the rice ball while doing housework. When Su Xiaoxiao was talking, Xiaodoubao was also listening with a serious face.

When the rice ball was writing, he went to make trouble again, going to grab the rice ball's notebook and pen.

Paper and pens are very expensive things these days. The bean bag is still small and he doesn't understand anything. Su Xiaoxiao is naturally reluctant to give him a new set of doodles, so he has to give him a small section of twigs. Teach him to write and draw on the ground.

Xiaodoubao listens to her mother's words the most, and what her mother gives is the best. I don't want to grab my brother's notebook and pen. I just go to see what my brother is writing. Run back to write and draw.

Su Xiaoxiao came out after cleaning up the house, and saw a bunch of crooked numbers written on the ground. It didn't look like the handwriting of rice balls. The characters are really crooked and slanted, but if you look closely, you can still see that they are Arabic numerals.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Xiaodoubao who had glanced at the rice ball and then ran back to write and draw on the ground with a "dong dong". A flash of light flashed across his forehead: "Cub, you wrote this?"

Unlikely, right? Doubao is less than two years old, is his imitation ability and memory so strong?