The doting sister and the nanny: a reversal of life with the cute little sister

Hearing this voice, Jiang Ming looked back, his eyes suddenly softened a lot, and beckoned to Lemon, who clicked and ran over.

"Hungry or not?"

The little guy is really well-behaved, let her play by herself in the compartment for a while, and really don't come out all morning, and don't make a fuss, Jiang Ming is distressed again.

I ate those buns in the morning, and I don't know if the little guy is hungry, just now he specially left a bowl of eight-treasure porridge out, just waiting for the end of the busy season for lemon to drink.

The little guy came over and directly hugged Jiang Ming's thigh, rubbed his face on it, revealing a sweet smile, and two small dimples loomed: "Lemon is not hungry, pot pot!" Good work!

Jiang Ming chuckled.

Quickly put the bowl of porridge left behind in the microwave to heat it up, and then took out a few buns from the steamer and brought them to the table:

"Lime, come and taste the eight-treasure porridge made by my brother!"

Before eating, the little one sniffed the taste and said: "Made of pots and pots!" Delicious! Usually

, she often eats the porridge cooked by Jiang Ming, and she thinks that as long as it is made of pots and pots, it is delicious, the best under the sky!

Lime loves pots and pans the most!

Jiang Ming smiled fondly, picked up the spoon on the side and put it in the bowl, still the same sentence: "Hot oh, you must blow!" "Good

!"

A spoonful of blowing cold, the little guy's first thought is to give the pot a taste first, looking at the eight-treasure porridge delivered to his mouth, and his sister's expectant little eyes, Jiang Ming opened his mouth and ate the first bite.

He didn't put sugar in the eight-treasure porridge, also because he was afraid that other customers would not like things that were too sweet, after all, everyone's taste was different.

Although there is no sugar, there is inexplicably a faint sweetness, not like the kind with sugar, but like the natural sweetness emitted by the red beans and other eight treasures inside.

It tastes good!

I sold it to customers all morning, and I haven't eaten a single bite myself!

Now that he had eaten his sister's first bite, Jiang Ming immediately felt that the fatigue of this morning had disappeared, and it was worth it no matter how tired he was.

"Brother drank the first sip, is the rest of the lemon good to drink?"

Jiang Ming was very hungry, so he picked up the buns on the table and ate them.

The little guy saw the pot and pot eating the fragrant buns, and he also quickly tasted the eight-treasure porridge, but he didn't expect that she couldn't stop drinking it, spoon after spoon, and when it cooled down a little, she whimpered, took the bowl and drank it.

The eight-treasure porridge made of pots and pots is delicious!

After taking a big sip, the little cheeks bulged up at once, looking like a little hamster, with a fleshy and rosy face.

Children eat so much.

There was still a little left in the bowl, and the little lemon was already full, touched the slightly bulging little belly, got down to the ground with satisfaction, and smiled well: "Pot pot!" Delicious!

Jiang Ming couldn't help it.

Just after eating the last bun on the plate, at this time, a few more people came to the door of the store.

Before I walked in, I started shouting.

"Boss, do you still have meat buns? I want twenty! It

was a young man who had been thinking about it all night since the little rabbit cub ate two buns from the next-door neighbor yesterday, and when he woke up, he shouted for him to come and buy them.

He asked several people along the way before he found it, after all, there was no sign outside.

After thinking about it, the family is old and young.

Twenty were asked directly.

Almost should be enough.

He has never eaten the buns in this new store, and it is a little more delicious than ordinary buns, and there are five people in the family, and twenty are a little more.

"Okay!"

Jiang Ming roughly calculated in his heart, today's thousand meat buns, in the morning, have sold 900, and there are still a hundred left.

The other vegetarian buns added up to almost two thousand, and now there are only five hundred left.

You can see how popular this first day is!

That's not counting the number of carrot and fennel minced meat sold!

You have to close before you can calculate it carefully.

One after another, another wave of guests came, and all the buns were directly swept away, leaving nothing.

Including the remaining mouthful of eight-treasure porridge in the pot, the bottom was also ruthlessly scraped away, and Jiang Ming couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it.

Originally, he felt that this was not very good, but he couldn't help the aunt who bought porridge.

Just said that the porridge was too delicious, and the little granddaughter had not been addicted to it, so she specially ran back to buy it.

Scraping out two bowls, Jiang Ming originally did not want to collect money, Aunt felt that it was not easy for young people, and insisted on giving money, otherwise the porridge would not be needed.

Jiang Ming couldn't help it, but he just collected a bowl of money.

The little girl on the side sat there playing with the little dinosaur, and after sending off the last customer, Jiang Ming cleaned up the shop simply.

It's around eleven o'clock in the morning!

He didn't expect all the buns to be sold out at this point, thinking that he would have to be busy until at least one o'clock in the afternoon, much faster than he thought.

However, the buns were sold out, and he kept a few of them, ready to take them back to Grandma Lin, how to say that the old people helped him take care of the lemons.

If there is no Grandma Lin, Jiang Ming really doesn't know how to be good, in this era, there are especially many traffickers who kidnap children, and if they are handed over to other people, he is not at ease in any way.

And I don't want to run around with the little one with me.

"Lemon, let's go, we should go home."

Jiang Ming held the bun in his hand and said to the little guy with a smile.

When the little guy heard this, he immediately put down the little dinosaur in his hand and ran over: "Pot and pot!" Good work!

"Yo, Lemon still knows that you feel sorry for your brother?"

"Only the pot and Grandma Lin are good for lemons! Lemon Lemon Heart Aches Pot Pot! Lemon loves pots and pans, and also likes Grandma Lin! The

little one showed a well-behaved sweet smile.

Jiang Ming's heart was about to melt, and he picked up the little guy, poked her fleshy little face, and said with a smile: "We are really good today!"

Saying that, he observed the clothes that the little one was wearing.

White short sleeves, already washed began to yellow.

Some of the worn places are sewn up with needle and thread, but if you don't look closely, you can't see that children are naughty, and it is common for clothes to be torn at every turn.

Previously, he patronized the money saved for the operation and ignored the little one's dress.

A lot of clothes were given by neighbors with children in the neighborhood.

It was estimated that Grandma Lin helped sew it.

Thinking about it, Jiang Ming felt a burst of gratitude in his heart, and when he earned enough money for the operation, he would definitely repay the old man well!

"Lemon, do you want new clothes that look good? Will my brother take you to buy it?

Jiang Ming put down the little lemon and rubbed her little head, the crooked little twisted braid that was already tied up, this time it was even more crooked, and there was a little fried hair.

However, it looks a little cuter.

"Can you buy that pot yourself?"

The little guy tilted his head and didn't say yes, but asked Jiang Ming instead, his big eyes were watery, blinking, as if he could speak.

Obviously, she wanted to buy it with her brother!