1187 Yang Yi Was Overwhelmed By His Daughter's Questions (3/3)

Chapter 1187 Yang Yi, who was overwhelmed by his daughter's questions (33)

Yang Yi heard the movement behind her, turned around and saw that it was Lan Xin who was sweating profusely, but there was someone behind her, Xixi's nervous voice came weakly: "Xin'er, is it right?" My daddy?"

It turned out that these two little girls were peeping!

Yang Yi didn't know, but it was actually Lan Xin who wanted to come to the kitchen to find out, so Xixi had no choice but to follow. If she wasn't in the kitchen by herself, the two little girls would probably run away!

"Why did you come back so soon?" Yang Yi smiled and asked in surprise.

Hearing her father's voice, Xixi breathed a sigh of relief. The kitchen door was quite wide, but she still squeezed Lan Xin in together.

"I want to see if there are fried noodles, but it seems that there is no smell." Lan Xin scratched her head and said irrelevantly.

On the contrary, Xixi chirped and responded to Dad's question: "Papa, it's like this. Xin'er ran for a while, and then she said that her stomach hurts and she wanted to stink, so Grandpa came back with us."

"Stomach pain?" Yang Yi was still nervous, but soon he felt something was wrong again.

Lan Xin's face was relaxed, her eyes were bright, she looked around, she didn't look like she had a stomachache!

"No, no, I don't have a stomachache. Yes... yes, it doesn't hurt anymore..." Sure enough, Lan Xin was a little embarrassed and hurriedly explained.

Xixi blinked her eyes, and said briskly at the side: "But Xin'er, don't you want to mess around?"

In fact, without Xixi continuing to break the news, Yang Yi already understood, he pointed at this little guy helplessly, and said with a smile: "You must have lied to grandpa that your stomach hurts, you want to be lazy, right?"

Seeing that she was seen through, Lan Xin stuck out her little tongue, a little embarrassed, pouted her mouth slightly, and argued, "I'm not lying to grandpa...that's just, I'm super tired, and grandpa said that I have to exercise a lot A lot...I don't feel like exercising anymore."

Yang Yi could tell, let alone Yang Chonggui who taught his two sons. However, he didn't make things difficult for Lan Xin. After all, she was a girl. Push the boat along the way, without tearing it apart.

"But it's wrong for you to do this, Xin'er, it's not Yang's father who said you, think about it yourself, does grandpa accompany you to exercise so early, does he hope you have a good body? Is it for your sake?" Yang Yi put down the kitchen utensils, washed his hands, and said softly.

Lan Xin pursed her mouth and lowered her head.

Xixi looked at her father, then at her little friend, took her father's hand, shook it, and said in a low voice: "Papa, stop talking, don't blame Xin'er, okay? She's about to cry Woolen cloth!"

"How can you blame her? Dad is analyzing this matter with her!" Yang Yi patted Xixi on the head and said with a smile, "Xin'er, you are also a very good child, but you are still young after all. You haven't considered things thoroughly enough, don't make the same mistake in the future, Father Yang will still forgive you!"

Yang's father is much gentler than her own father, and Lan Xin can still accept such criticism. I saw the little chubby girl pouting her small mouth, moving towards her with small steps, just like Xixi, holding Papa Yang's other hand, rubbing it lightly, and muttering softly: "I know I'm wrong, no You should lie to grandpa."

"That's right! If you feel that you are too tired to exercise in the future, you can directly report to grandpa. I believe grandpa still loves you very much and will not make you too tired." Yang Yi smiled and squeezed her little hand , said loudly, "Okay! Xixi, Xin'er, both of you let go of my hands, hugging like this, you won't even have breakfast later!"

The atmosphere suddenly relaxed, Xixi and Lan Xin both giggled and let go of Yang Yi's hand at the same time. Lan Xin couldn't let go of it a little bit, Xixi regained her liveliness just now, and she asked questions with great interest.

"Papa, are you making fried noodles?"

Yang Yi poured a pot of water, turned on the fire, and responded casually: "That's right!"

"Papa, what about that side?"

"The noodles are about to be cooked now, look!" Yang Yi smiled and took out a pack of noodles from the black plastic bag next to him, "When the water boils, you can put it in and cook."

"But don't we eat fried noodles? Why do we cook them?" Xixi asked in confusion.

"Because the noodles need to be boiled, they don't need to be cooked. We can drain the water and use them for frying later!" Yang Yi put the noodles back and explained patiently while preparing other ingredients.

At this time, he saw the sausage hanging on the wall, and asked with a smile, "Xin'er, do you want to put some sausage in?"

In fact, Yang Yi was also teasing Lan Xin, for fear that she would still be depressed.

Lan Xin suddenly became interested, and hurriedly came over, watched Father Yang untie the sausage, and said excitedly: "Yes, yes! The sausage is super delicious!"

"Papa, what is this?" Xixi was very interested in the kitchen of this hometown, and always felt that it was very different from the kitchen at home. No, after a while, the little girl's questions came one after another.

Yang Yi answered patiently, but Xixi asked too many questions, and finally he couldn't help thinking of a way - poured a cup of soybean milk for each of the two little girls, and asked them to sit on a stool beside them to drink.

Still can't keep your mouths shut?

Of course it won't work. After Xixi took a sip, her eyes lit up and she exclaimed happily: "Hey, drink it! Xin'er... Wow, Xin'er, you've already drank half of it!"

is not that right? When people are praising you, they are drinking all the time.

"Papa, I know, this is soy milk from soybeans, because the soy milk from black beans is black, right?" Xixi did not drink less at home, she drank it happily, and did not forget to chat with her father.

Lan Xin quickly finished her drink. Of course, this small cup couldn't satisfy her. The little chubby girl licked her lips greedily and said, "I still want it."

"I can't drink that much now, and if you're full, you won't be able to eat fried noodles later!" Yang Yi said with a smile, "You can drink soy milk after eating fried noodles."

When Lan Xin heard that she might not be able to eat fried noodles, she quickly pushed away the cup on the table and said nervously: "Then I won't drink, I want to eat fried noodles!"

Xixi tilted her head and thought for a while, then asked a little puzzled: "But, Baba, why can't Xiner eat fried noodles after drinking soy milk, but can still drink soy milk after eating fried noodles?"

That's right... I ate the same thing before and after. I couldn't eat fried noodles after drinking soy milk, but I could drink soy milk after eating fried noodles. Why?

Yang Yi was dumbfounded. He found that he couldn't answer such a simple question!

"Cough cough, Xixi, don't worry about this problem. Dad has a mission for you. You and Xin'er, bring disposable cups, pour soy milk, and give it to grandparents, uncles, aunts, aunts, mothers, everyone. Take a cup!" Yang Yi awkwardly changed the subject.

"Okay!" Xixi and Lan Xin were still very obedient, the two little girls responded in unison, and started to work happily.

Yang Yi was finally able to be quiet. He scrambled the eggs first, and then began to fry the meat with oil, serve vegetables, and stir-fry noodles.

Behind him, Xixi was very diligent. The little girl was praised by her grandparents and aunt, and she smiled happily and ran in and out. On the other hand, after Lan Xin delivered a few cups of soy milk, she smelled the strong aroma coming from the frying pan, so she was reluctant to move. She was lazy and leaned over to poke her head.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Xin'er, do you want to put some chili sauce? We don't put too much, but it has a spicy and spicy taste. This fried noodles will be more fragrant!"

Lan Xin was so greedy that she swallowed her saliva long ago, she jumped up and down excitedly, shouting: "Yes, yes! I like spicy food! It's super delicious!"

With such a enthusiastic supporter, Yang Yi not only feels a sense of accomplishment, but also believes that everyone will eat breakfast together later, and they will all feel delicious!