The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 2048 What to ask her to do

The old lady was unhappy when she heard this, "Is his hand disabled or lame? He woke me up in the middle of the night to make a midnight snack. Is he sick?"

Auntie Wu couldn't stop laughing. "It seems that the Third Young Master cooked for the Young Madam. The dishes and pots were all washed. In the morning, the cook found that the dishes were not in the right place and asked me about it. I asked why I heard someone talking downstairs last night."

“Ah, he cooks.”

The old lady's expression changed to one of as it should be in a second. It was okay for her own child to be spoiled a little, as long as he was not served by Jiaojiao.

But she was still not happy, "Is what he cooked edible? Don't let Jiaojiao's stomach down. If you try to stop him from ordering next time, his cooking skills are not good enough."

Who is her grandson after all?

She hasn't even entered the house yet, but the old lady has already spoiled Nan Jiaojiao so much. What will happen in the future?

"Go knock on the door and tell Jiaojiao to get up and have something good to eat."

"it is good."

Wu Ma helped the old lady to sit down at the dining table, went upstairs and knocked on the door. Bo Yanqing opened the door. He was still in his pajamas, but the clothes they were going to wear were placed on the bed. Wu Ma asked him to go downstairs for breakfast, saying that the old lady was waiting.

He wanted to wait for Nan Jiaojiao, so Aunt Wu went downstairs first and inadvertently caught a glimpse of someone's room out of the corner of her eye.

"Madam," Aunt Wu bent down and lowered her voice, "Do you want to call Miss Song?"

"What do you want her to do? It's disgusting!"

The old lady stretched out her chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish. "Since she didn't get up, let her sleep. The kitchen will make another portion for her later. If we call her over now, will we still have a good meal?"

Wu Ma nodded, "Then don't shout."

Bo Yanqing and Nan Jiaojiao went downstairs with the two little ones. He held Xixi in his arms and pulled out a chair for Nan Jiaojiao to sit down. He sat next to her and put Xixi on the chair next to her. The little guy had gained weight recently and had grown a little taller, so it was not convenient to hold him and feed him.

Bo Qingshan slept soundly with a red face. He shamelessly stayed beside Nan Jiaojiao. Nan Jiaojiao ate all the dishes he picked for her, and he was swaying with joy beside her.

Bo Yanqing was too lazy to look at his useless appearance, and fed Xixi with a spoon while eating.

Aunt Chen packed up Xixi's schoolbag and brought it down. Bo Yanqing even checked it once more before he felt relieved.

"Did you eat well?"

Bo Yanqing tapped Bo Qingshan on the back of the head.

He covered his head and turned his head, glaring at him resentfully, "Why are you in such a hurry? I was just taking care of Sister Jiaojiao. I haven't even eaten a few bites yet."

Nan Jiaojiao shuddered all over, indicating that she didn't want to take the blame. "Don't give me that. You only took a few bites and you didn't eat less. I gave you all my sandwiches. How big are the bites to make you feel like you only took a few bites?"

Bo Qingshan scratched his head and said, "I am tall, so I eat a lot."

Why didn't he say that earlier? It's not hard to find his own excuse. "Eat quickly. I'll wait for you."

"Yeah! My sister Jiaojiao is still the best!"

Bo Qingshan deliberately gave his uncle a provocative look, but the man showed signs of bowing his head, so he immediately turned his head away and roughly shoveled the porridge in the bowl.

The spoon plays an auxiliary propulsion role.

After he was full, he patted his belly and said, "Grandma, Xixi and I are going to school. We will come back to have dinner with you in the evening."

Xixi followed suit and said, "Grandma, Xixi, little Xixi is going to school too."