Chapter 718 Who Do You Like Most, Dad or Mom?

As for Ye Hao and Wu Mubai, the two fathers didn't seem to think that much, and they clinked glasses of tea instead of wine.

Fortunately, Shitou and An'an are both five-year-old children and do not need adult care. They can be self-sufficient on their own.

But I don’t know a lot of seafood at all, and I don’t know how to eat it when I put it in a bowl?

As a child, after much deliberation, I couldn't think of a solution, so I just used the most primitive method - biting!

Sweat, so hard!

I almost broke my tooth!

Xiao Ningning was not very proficient in using chopsticks, so she switched to a spoon.

First he drank a spoonful of seafood soup, which he inherited from his father's pre-meal habits.

The seafood here is all freshly caught, which is completely different from what you usually eat.

After the little guy took a sip, he took a few more sips before giving up.

The same was true for Mo Boyuan. Seeing that his son had drunk less than half of the bowl, he put a fish ball into the bowl:

"Eat."

The little guy is not picky about food. He eats whatever his father feeds him.

He spooned it into his mouth and chewed:

"Dad, it's delicious."

While eating the delicious food, the little man's eyes widened with laughter.

I picked up two more:

"Don't eat too much."

Intentionally or unintentionally, he cultivates certain habits in his children. As a child of the Mo family, it is okay to be young, but when he grows up and becomes an adult, many things cannot be revealed as he wants.

Otherwise, it is very likely to be plotted by some thoughtful people outside.

Only when she is with her mother can little Ningning always eat what she likes.

Fortunately, these little people have gotten used to it over the years.

When eating crabs, Mo Boyuan asked someone for tools, cut off some legs and put them in his son's bowl:

"Suck and eat slowly."

These crab legs are quite thick and have a lot of meat inside.

As for crabs, which are relatively cool, children should not eat too much. Just taste them and you’ll be fine.

The table was full of dishes, and everyone was very happy to eat. Perhaps the reason for being more relaxed was that everyone had a big appetite and ate a lot more than usual.

After the children had finished eating, Yang Yu also put down his chopsticks:

"Children, come with the village chief, dads continue to eat."

Although they were curious, there was nothing to worry about. The fathers kept their heads down and continued eating.

The village chief took the children to a nearby house and stopped when they reached the door:

"Children, line up. When the village chief calls your name, you will come in. Do you understand?"

"Got it!" the children responded.

The village chief then entered the house, sat down and started calling names:

"Ye Mingzhou!"

Outside, Xiao Shitou heard that the village chief was the first to call him, and he was stunned before he realized:

"Brother, I'll go in first." He said to little Ningning.

"okay."

After Shitou entered, an assistant closed the door. The sound of closing the door made Shitou couldn't help but look back:

"Village chief, why are you still closing the door?"

Doesn't it feel good?

The village chief laughed a few times:

"It's okay, the village chief just has a few questions to ask you."

ask questions?

Shitou breathed a sigh of relief:

"What do you want to ask?"

The village chief's face looked as if he was going to cause trouble:

"Little Shitou, who do you like most, dad or mom at home?"

"Mother!"

There is no doubt about it!

"What do you dislike most about Dad?"

"My dad always likes to have convulsions. I prefer to be more stable."

Phew~

The village chief suppressed his smile:

"Last question, among the uncles, who do you like best?"

Forehead?

"Uncle Mo.