Before Albert and Martha came back from kindergarten to deliver meat dumplings, Claudia went straight back to his room and fell asleep.

When she woke up again, it was already over 3 pm.

This sleep is really long enough.

After stretching herself, she went to the bathroom to wash her face and opened the door to come out.

In the living room on the ground floor, Albert was talking to Martha when he saw her come down and smiled and said, "The pupil is awake."

"Hmm, hmm." Not too embarrassed to nod, Claudia went to the sofa and sat down. "I drank too much last night."

"I heard Pamela say that you won the prize." Martha said softly, "It‘s very powerful! If you are happy, you will inevitably drink more. Do you still feel uncomfortable now? Do you want to ask sister－in－law Gui to cook some soup for you?"

"No, it‘s okay to sleep." Claudia said, "I‘ll stay a little longer and pick up the meat."

*

"Pupil pupil!"

Among a bunch of little treasures, her meat dumplings are the most dazzling one.

Mr. Rowan‘s excellent genes are not covered.

"Dear!" Bending over and hugging the meat dumplings, Claudia gave two kisses to his little face, which was no longer fleshy.

"Huh?" Frowned, holding the chin of the meat dumplings in both hands, she wondered, "how do you feel so much less meat? Where is it? Where is it hidden? Is it in your pocket?"

As he spoke, Claudia pretended to look for meat and took the opportunity to tickle the meat dumplings.

The meat dumplings laughed and hid, and the mother and son became a mess.

While playing, the female teacher came up and interrupted them embarrassed.

"That, Mother Jin‘an."

"Yes." Holding the meat dumplings and standing up, Claudia smiled at the female teacher. "Teacher, what‘s the matter?"

"That‘s right." The female teacher touched the little head of the meat dumplings. "Next Monday, our kindergarten will hold a parent－child sports meeting, which is also the last sports meeting before the children go to primary school. Please attend on time. Mr. Rowan, I have already notified. Because you didn‘t reply to my text message, so..."

"Ah! I‘m sorry! I‘m sorry!" Claudia looked down at the meat dumplings awkwardly. "I didn‘t notice, I‘m sorry, I will attend on time."

"It doesn‘t matter, Mother Jin‘an, that‘s it. Walk slowly."

"OK, thank you, teacher."

As soon as the female teacher left, Claudia immediately hugged the meat dumplings. "I‘m sorry, I‘m sorry, meat, mother is busy and confused."

"It‘s okay, pupil, it‘s okay." The meat dumplings patted his dearest mommy on the back very manly. "I‘m not angry at all."

"Thank you for your meat. It‘s very kind of you."

"Hey hey."

"But when will your teacher inform, uh, your father?"

"Yesterday, when my father came to pick me up, the teacher said. By the way, are we going back to grandpa‘s house today?"

Stunned and Claudia took the meat dumplings to a stop. "Meat wants to go to Grandpa‘s house?"

"Not that." Twisted the small eyebrows, the meat dumplings carefully asked： "pupil pupil, to be honest, did you and dad quarrel?"

"Ah? No, no."

"But the students in our class said that if their parents quarreled, their mother would take her back to Grandpa‘s house."

After licking his lips, Claudia suddenly became speechless and did not know how to explain the current situation to his son.

Perhaps, it would be better to say it directly.

Meat dumplings are more sensible than other small basin friends and should be understandable.

However, he is also more sensitive.

Hesitated repeatedly, before Claudia could figure out how to speak, the cell phone rang.

This is, saved her.

"Hello, Liancheng."

"It‘s me. Was everything okay yesterday?"

"Oh, it‘s okay."

When she opened the car door and waited for the meat dumplings to get on the bus with their small buttocks pursed, she closed the car door and asked, "What‘s wrong?"

Song Liancheng chuckled, "Can I invite you to dinner?"

"Eat?"

"Well, eat."

Sitting in the driver‘s seat, Claudia covered his cell phone and asked the meat dumplings in the back seat of the car, "Dear, an uncle said to invite us to dinner, will you go?"

"What do you eat?"

"What would you like to have?"

"Well, barbecue."

"OK, barbecue." Blink at his son, Claudia said to his cell phone, "OK, let‘s go to the barbecue."