Luo Fengtang laughed dumbly.

"Hehe, to be honest, she is our little girl, you are acting like a fire and theft prevention..."

As a father, he still couldn't help but want to weakly defend his daughter.

But after receiving a glare from her, he immediately stopped.

"Okay, okay, everything Qing'er said makes sense. I understand. I will talk to my mother later." He quickly changed his words.

After breakfast, the young couple went their separate ways.

When it was time for lunch, Luo Fengtang brought a child's seat specially made for Baby Luo, while Tuoba Xian brought a big bag around the child's chest to isolate oil and soup.

Yang Ruoqing was placing chopsticks and bowls there.

Baby Luo stood on the ground nearby, holding a small doll in one hand and putting his other little finger in his mouth to suck.

With his big eyes open, he looked at the three adults in front of him who were busy.

Especially when she saw Luo Fengtang adjusting the child seat, a hint of speculation and speculation flashed in her eyes.

Then, he subconsciously stepped back, but was grabbed by an adult's hand.

"Baby Luo, it's time to eat, let's wash our little hands first!"

It was Yang Ruoqing, smiling like a big-tailed wolf and squatting down in front of Baby Luo.

He took Baby Luo straight to the wooden shelf on the side and brought down the basin filled with water.

"Don't wash it..."

Luo Baobao shook his head and wanted to leave.

"Um?"

Yang Ruoqing deliberately looked down and threatened her: "Our little hands are dirty and there are bugs. If you don't wash them, the bugs will fall into the rice bowl and then eat into the stomach. My stomach will hurt so much. Ouch...

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Yang Ruoqing deliberately frowned and held her stomach as if in pain.

Baby Luo opened his eyes wide in surprise and opened his mouth.

Yang Ruoqing gave her acting skills a hundred points.

Upon seeing this, he quickly stretched out his hands, picked up the soap, and showed Baobao Luo how to wash his hands.

Then, under her encouraging eyes, Baby Luo imitated her and started doing it in a decent manner.

The soap was rather slippery, and her little hands were too small, so it came off several times and fell into the tub.

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to pick up the soap and help Baobao Luo wash her fleshy little hands clean.

Then, it was the father's turn to appear.

Luo Fengtang came over, picked up Baby Luo and put her into the child seat.

The little guy saw clearly now, and he immediately started struggling, pushing Luo Fengtang while his little mouth was still chirping like an angry bird.

Luo Fengtang couldn't bear it, but after looking at Yang Ruoqing who was holding her hands on her chest with a tigerish face, Luo Fengtang forced the little guy into the child seat.

This time, the little guy quits.

The little girl curled her mouth and started crying in frustration.

After scanning the adults in front of him, he stretched out his hands towards Tuoba Xian who was hiding in the corner.

"Milk, grandma... hold..."

The sound of milky milk, coupled with the tears like rolling beans, broke my iron heart.

Tuoba Xian didn't dare to meet Luo Baobao's eyes at all, with a tangled and embarrassed look on her face.

This feeling is simply more painful than when I faced a bunch of memorials in the Imperial Court of Liao Dynasty.

Luo Baobao's voice continues.

Tuoba Xian simply hid in the backyard to get something, pretending not to see or hear.

At the dining table, Yang Ruoqing filled a small unbreakable wooden bowl with an appropriate amount of rice, then picked up vegetables for Baby Luo and placed them on the tray in front of her.

"My baby is the best. He can eat by himself, okay?" she coaxed softly.

While Baby Luo was crying, he took a moment to look at the bowl, then closed his eyes again and started crying loudly.

Yang Ruoqing continued to coax, "If you eat well and feed yourself, mother will like you and take you to the amusement house later, okay?"

Hearing the word "amusement house", Baby Luo's cry paused.

His heart must have moved.

But then, she cried again. It was obvious that while she was crying, she had made a choice between the amusement house and eating independently.

Yang Ruoqing is two heads tall. Why does this little person have such a bad temper?

Who does this tough temperament look like?

Beside, Luo Fengtang took the bowl from Yang Ruoqing's hand.

"It's up to me to persuade him, maybe he will give me face." He said to Yang Ruoqing.

"Okay, I'll take a back seat for now." Yang Ruoqing stepped aside.

Luo Fengtang came to Luo Baobao and began to use his tricks to persuade Luo Baobao, but Luo Baobao was even more disrespectful.

With a wave of his little hand, the wooden bowl was knocked over and the rice and vegetables were scattered all over the floor.

Luo Fengtang was stunned. The next moment, he glanced at Yang Ruoqing beside him in a panic.

Then he quickly packed up the food on the tray and said, "It's okay, I'll put a bowl in it later..."

"Stop pretending!" Yang Ruoqing interrupted Luo Fengtang.

"I won't give her this lunch!" she said.

Then, she pulled Luo Fengtang and sat down at the table: "Come, let's eat our food and show it to her!"

Luo Fengtang said: "Isn't this... bad?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "There's nothing wrong with it. It's not that I didn't give her food. She was the one who wasted her share. She can't blame us for being hungry."

"Stop watching, just let her cry and let her watch!"

Seeing Luo Fengtang still looking reluctant to let go, Yang Ruoqing frowned and winked at him.

Luo Fengtang sighed secretly, raised his chopsticks, lowered his head and ate absentmindedly.

At the table, Luo Baobao kept crying. After overturning his job and being scolded by Yang Ruoqing, he was so frightened that he stopped crying.

He looked at Yang Ruoqing with tearful eyes, as if he was guessing what her next move would be.

When she saw that Yang Ruoqing didn't scold her or hit her anymore, she took Luo Fengtang to sit down and eat.

Baby Luo burst out crying again.

While crying, she struggled and kicked her feet randomly, and her shoes flew off.

His little hands slapped the tray in front of him randomly, causing the tray to crackle.

The effect of force is reciprocal. She probably felt pain in her little hand, so she quickly stopped.

Then she cried, and the more she cried, the sadder she became.

The crying here attracted Tuoba Xian who was hiding in the back of the hall. Tuoba Xian was about to come over to persuade her, but Yang Ruoqing stopped her.

"Mom, this is a battle of attrition with patience. Don't let her come back again, otherwise all our efforts will be wasted," she said.

Tuoba Xian had no choice but to sit down and start eating.

Tuoba Xian and Luo Fengtang, mother and son, both ate like chewing wax, and the corner of their eyes never left Baby Luo's body.

However, Yang Ruoqing ate it deliciously.

No, it should be said that he ate it with gusto on purpose, "Oh, this dish is so delicious, this egg custard is so smooth!"
Chapter completed!