First of all, there are many bowls of porridge on the table.
"Sister, you don't have to be so polite, you even cooked porridge for me."
Chu Lihua felt quite embarrassed, and originally said that when she drank porridge, it was to reject others.
"Hahaha, Lihua, I find you are too humorous."
Zhang Zegui had another burst of laughter that Chu Lihua didn't like very much.
"Lihua, don't think about it too much. In fact, people over there eat porridge and steamed buns."
Tang Xue explained to Chu Lihua
Quack, quack Chu Lihua felt a flock of crows flying above her head.
What's the matter? Why does Tang Xue's family always make a fool of themselves? Is it really okay to be so self-indulgent?
Chu Lihua and the others were eating when there was another knock on the door.
"I'll go, I'll go."
Zhang Yifan immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks and said happily.
"Zhang Yifan, eat your meal quickly."
Tang Xue immediately stopped his son Zhang Yifan.
However, Yifan had already run to the door, and looked out through the peephole on the door in a dignified manner.
"This kid just doesn't like to eat, Lihua, you pay more attention. You can help me persuade him later, he is much younger than children of the same age, and his height and weight can't keep up."
Tang Xue turned her head helplessly and said to Chu Lihua.
"It's the grandparents who are here."
Zhang Yifan said cheerfully, and immediately opened the door.
"grandparents!"
Zhang Yifan was very happy to see the old couple.
"Dad, Mom, have you eaten yet? Why don't you tell me in advance when you come, and cook a few more dishes."
Tang Xue quickly stood up to meet her.
"Sit down and eat quickly, we came here after eating."
Zhang Zike's mother waved her hand and said. He also reached out his hand and took out a handful of candies for Zhang Yifan to eat.
"Mom, don't give him sweets all the time, now Yifan doesn't even want to eat."
Tang Xue complained to her mother-in-law.
"It's okay, it's okay, and we haven't eaten much. Let's eat, Yifan, why don't we eat?"
Tang Xue's mother-in-law said with a smile.
Tang Xue gently touched Chu Lihua with her arm, blinked at her, and pouted again.
"Yifan, come and sit next to me, okay?"
Chu Lihua said to Yifan with a smile.
"Okay! I really like Aunt Lihua's story."
Zhang Yifan moved over with his small bench.
"Then let me tell you a story, okay?"
Chu Lihua intends to use the method of storytelling to motivate the little ones to eat.
"OK!"
Yifan was so happy that he put down his chopsticks.
"Yifan, do you know why Xiong Da Xiong Er can always beat Bald Qiang?"
Chu Lihua learned and used the cartoons she watched with Yifan before dinner.
"Because Bald Qiang is a bad guy!"
Zhang Yifan said seriously.
"No, it's because Xiong Da Xiong Er eats much better than Bald."
Chu Lihua paused pretending to be mysterious.
"why?"
Sure enough, the little guy looked at Chu Lihua curiously.
"Because there is an elf living in each of us, what we eat is not for ourselves, but for the elf. Only when we eat enough and the elf is full, it will It transmits power to our arms, legs, brains and other parts of the body. The same is true for Xiong Da Xiong Er, their elves eat a lot, so they always win against Bald Qiang."
After Chu Lihua finished speaking, she looked at Yifan.
"That's why Xiong Er eats more than Xiong Er, but Xiong Da is smarter?"
Zhang Yifan tilted his little head and looked at Chu Lihua, expectantly waiting for the answer he wanted.
"Because! Xiong Da eats what elves like to eat, so the elf inside Xiong Da makes him smarter. But Xiong Er is greedy! He eats what he likes, but the elves don't like it." That's why Xiong Er is stupid. Then, should we Yifan be smart or stupid?"
? Chu Lihua answered with questions.
"I want to be a hero like Xiong Da."
Zhang Yifan said solemnly.
"But I can hear the little elf in your stomach crying from hunger. I guess it won't help you get stronger."
Chu Lihua pretended to bend over and listened to Zhang Yifan's stomach.
"Ah? Isn't it? Then it didn't tell me what it likes to eat!"
Child Zhang Yifan is in a hurry now.
"This! You have to ask your mother. Because you were born by your mother, only your mother knows what your elf likes to eat. I don't know either!"
Chu Lihua looked at Tang Xue.
"Mom, mom, tell me what my elf likes to eat?"
Child Zhang Yifan rushed to his mother Tang Xue anxiously.
Tang Xue smiled at Chu Lihua and gave a thumbs up to show her appreciation.
This time, Zhang Yifan, who usually had to chase after food for more than an hour, insisted on eating by himself tonight, and he would ask whatever Tang Xue gave him, "Does my little elf like to eat this?"
Then Tang Xue pretended to think about it deeply, and told her son Zhang Yifan, "Yes! I asked him. He likes to eat this very much."
"Mom, mom, give me some more."
This night, Zhang Yifan ate more than twice as much as usual and spent less than half of the usual time.
"Aunt Lihua, can you tell me how to talk to the elf? I want to ask it if I have eaten enough? Is it still hungry?"
When sitting on the sofa to rest, Zhang Yifan nestled next to Chu Lihua, continuing the topic at the dinner table just now.
"Then let me ask it for you!"
Having said that, Chu Lihua bent down to Zhang Yifan's bulging belly and asked in a pretentious manner.
Then he told Zhang Yifan solemnly, "The elf said that he is very happy today, he is full, and he asked me to thank his little master for him."
"But why can't you talk to it?"
Zhang Yifan's expression and tone were a little aggrieved.
"That's because you are too young now, and you can't hear it talking. When you grow up, you can talk to it. But during this period, you must make sure to help it eat more, otherwise you will still Before it grows up, the elf will starve to death."
Chu Lihua continued to fool the children.
"Ah! When is it called growing up? Is it the same age as Aunt Lihua and you? Or the same age as my uncle."
Zhang Yifan has no concept of growing up.
"It's the same age as us. By the way, your uncle hasn't grown up yet because he didn't help his elf eat more when he was a child."
Chu Lihua learned from Yu Xiaqiu that Zhang Yifan's uncle (that is, the younger brother of the three sisters of the Tang family) will start the first year of junior high school next year.
"Then uncle, is it too late to eat more now?"
It seems that Zhang Yifan quite likes his little uncle.
"I don't know. I haven't seen him. I don't know if his elf is alive or not."
It's really hard for Chu Lihua to say such things, because it will depend on whether the old man of the Tang family will cooperate. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com