Until now, the shock in the heart of cloud industry is hard to calm. Waiting for yunshishi to sit down in front of the table, he said: "poetry, these dishes are made by children..."

"Well! How wonderful my family is! " Yunshi dotes on rubbing the head of the little milk bag.

Yun Tianyou pats her hands open, straightens her hair and rubs it into a mess. He says helplessly, "who makes mommy stupid? The food is not delicious!"

Yun Shishi looks embarrassed. "You you're so smart, Mommy feels inferior to you."

The surprise in cloud industry Cheng's heart was even greater. He thought that his grandson was really amazing. He said: "it's a good thing to know how to share the housework for you at a young age! At first I was worried. He was a child. Don't make trouble. But I have a look This craft is not practiced in two days a day. "

After a pause, he asked doubtfully, "when did you learn to cook?"

"Six years old..." Cloud poetry thought about it.

"Stupid Mommy! It's four. "

"Well, if the next one counts." I remember when I was four years old, you you gave her a bowl of yangchunmian, which tasted good.

In fact, you you don't like cooking, especially the smell of lampblack. He just enjoys the sense of achievement and happiness brought by cooking.

When I watch Mommy eat his delicious meal, I feel like he is the greatest person in the world.

To bring happiness to Mommy is the happiest thing for him.

"Mommy, I have a question for you." Yuntianyou blinked mysteriously, "guess what day tomorrow is?"

Cloud poetry swallowed a mouthful of rice, pretending to meditate, weak asked: "Oh? Is it Sunday? "

"Mummy, tomorrow is Saturday." Yun Tianyou looks decadent, but he has a little mouth.

"Oh! That's my mistake. "

"Guess again!" Yun Tianyou put down his chopsticks, propped up his chin, and stared at her with a smile in his flickering eyes, which were full of tenderness.

"Parents' meeting?" Yunshishi guessed again.

"No! It's the most important day for mommy and me! " Youyou saw that she did not guess right after meditating. She had a look of chagrin, and her face was wrinkled into a mess. It was sad and wronged.

Cloud poetry can't guess. "What day is that?"

Yun Tianyou sees her face innocent and dazed, suddenly covers her chest and makes a sad look, and silently accuses her of carelessness.

"It's youyou's birthday!"

Cloud poetry pretends to be a great enlightenment. "Oh, come to think of it, tomorrow is the birthday of you, June 1 children's day."

You you angry face red, hands ring chest, mouth pout can hang a lamp. "Hum, stupid Mommy, you have no protection in your heart You don't know your birthday... "

With that, the little guy covered his face and cried sadly.

"Weeping..."

"Mommy doesn't love you anymore. You are so sad..."

"How can Mommy forget the most important day of Youyou, baby?" Seeing his grievance, yunshishi was extremely distressed and hurried to coax him.

Small milk bag head a twist, Ao Jiao ground cold hum.

Seeing this, yunshishi smiled helplessly and secretly took out the small gift box with exquisite package from the bag and handed it to him. It was a surprise to the little guy!

"Honey, this is a gift from Mommy." Cloud poetry said, in his forehead under a kiss.