The meat took a bite and smiled and said, "It‘s delicious."

"I‘ll give you all these delicious food."

I really wish that the little fellow would like anything more. As long as he wants it, he will get it for him as soon as he wants it.

This kind of mood is complicated and sweetheart‘s.

"Pupil pupil!" Jumping off the sofa, the meat ran to Claudia, holding the banana in his hand. "The pupil eats bananas, and Grandpa‘s bananas are delicious."

Grandpa?

Did he just call these two words?

"Patta!"

Wen Chenglin‘s crutch slipped from his palm and fell to the ground.

Tiger eyes stare round, but flashing a layer of glittering and translucent water light.

Meat meat does not know how much influence his grandfather has on him.

On this side, Wen Chenglin was moved to the point that he could not. On the other side, Rowan tasted delicious.

Grandpa called, but Meat hasn‘t called him Dad yet.

Why is this?

It must be that I did not do well enough.

Where the hell is it?

Rowan fell silent and reviewed his shortcomings.

Claudia licked his lower lip and touched his fleshy face. "Is Grandpa‘s banana delicious?"

"Delicious." Meat squeezed his eyes and put his dear mommy on his cheek.

The little fellow is extremely clever and can always quickly capture the softest place in the heart.

Except for his father, of course.

The little guy is only out of line with his father.

However, it can also explain the reason.

The feeling of being close to the hometown is timid. Similarly, because of intimacy, I have some resistance and uneasiness.

Meat meat‘s mind is delicate, afraid of relying too much on his father, will lose later.

For so many years, it is normal that he has no father around and is insecure.

This, let Claudia heart, also blame oneself.

It is her fault and cannot be shirked.

When Zhang Ma came to call for dinner, Wen Chenglin remembered, "What kind of food does meat like? Let Zhang Ma cook it now."

"I‘ll do it." Suddenly, a soft female voice sounded.

It was Feng Nuanxin who had not spoken for a long time.

For a while, everyone also forgot her existence.

At this time abrupt words, let all stunned.

The flesh looked at her, her black gem－like eyes shining more than the stars.

"Pupil, she looks a bit like you."

Children‘s words are clear.

The voice of meat is not loud, but if the attention has been on him all the time, this sentence is not too small to be inaudible.

The speaker has no intention and the listener has intention.

What‘s more, there is a hidden mystery.

Claudia did not change his face and said nothing, but caressed his fleshy hair softly.

Wen Jiazhi waved to the meat, which was promised by Claudia‘s nod and ran past with small thick legs.

Cutting his arms around the meat dumplings, Wen Jiazhi said, "I am brother－in－law and this is grandma."

Grandma.

In fact, this is also a satirical term.

Should be called grandma but have to become grandma.

The meat dumplings thought for a moment and cried with mirth, "Brother－in－law, Grandma."

"Oh, oh, oh." Wen Jiazhi‘s whole body was crisp, just like when Pamela first saw meat and was called his sister－in－law.

Wen Jiazhi himself is not big either. In everyone‘s eyes, he is still half a child.

He became a brother－in－law!

Immediately, he felt a sense of responsibility, which filled his chest and made him secretly swear to protect the meat dumplings in his arms and not allow anyone to bully him.

"Come here." Feng warm heart bent, open arms.

Meat likes this beautiful grandmother and jumps into her arms happily.

Xiang Xiang‘s soft bunch was in her arms, and Feng‘s warm heart wept instantly.

Sucking her nose, she asked the meat softly, "What does the meat like to eat?"

"Can Grandma do it?"

"Yes."

"Then I want sweet and sour spareribs and shrimps..." The meat said with its fingers broken.

Hearing this, Wen Chenglin could not help but say another sentence： "The taste is the same as Rowan."

Mr. Rowan arrogantly evoked his lip angle and thought, "of course, it is my son!"

Rowan family has never been so lively.

Just because there was an extra meat dumpling.

Restaurant.

In the past, dinner was for three people. Rowan family‘s tradition was to pay attention to food without saying anything, so it was very quiet.