Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Can't speak, can't make a sound, I have to give my mother a chance to show, after all, he is by her side every day, and the brothers have never seen their mother.

No matter how you put it, I have to let my brothers know that my mother attaches great importance to them.

"Can we eat whatever we want?"

An Yixing and An Yizhou, two children, looked at An Jiuyue with shining eyes.

Is mother going to cook for them? Can they also eat the meals their mother cooked for them? This is really great!

In the past, they only heard about the friends from the village who came to the mountains to collect firewood, saying that the food cooked by their mother was delicious, but they had never eaten it.

"Yes, you can eat whatever you want." An Jiuyue rubbed their heads and nodded.

"I want to eat braised pork."

An Yizhou first said that he had heard from a friend before that his mother's braised pork was delicious.

It's a pity for that little friend, he only ate one piece, and gave the rest to the adults, but later on, he also served it with pilaf and rice, the taste must be very good.

Therefore, for him, braised pork is his obsession. Even though Qian Yiyun has cooked braised pork for him many times, to him, it was not made by his mother. the same.

"I...I want to eat fried fish nuggets." An Yixing pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth.

He was thinking, his younger brother had already ordered braised pork, and if he asked for another piece of fish, would it be too much, and would it tire his mother? Otherwise, he can eat braised pork with his brother.

"No, mother, I won't eat fried fish nuggets, just eat the braised pork that Xiao Zhou likes." He said cautiously again.

Hearing this, An Jiuyue looked at the little baby, "Eat braised pork and fried fish, mother will make it for you later, my little aunt picked mushrooms today, mother will cook chicken soup for you, okay?" ?”

"it is good."

The two little ones nodded.

What the mother says is what they say, they are not picky eaters.

"Brother Nuonuo, what do you want to eat?"

An Yixing thought of Qian Yinuo, their youngest brother, who hasn't said what he wants to eat yet.

"What the brothers want to eat, Nuonuo also likes to eat."

The little milk boy is very sensible at the moment, he has no opinions at all, as long as it is made by his mother, he likes to eat it, and he is not a picky eater.

Thinking about it, it's been a long time since he had eaten the meals made by his mother. Recently, his father cooked for him and his mother.

"Mother, why don't you cook at home and let my brothers take me to play?" he suggested.

He had heard from Wei Na before that there are a lot of small prey in this forest, how could he do nothing with such a good skill?

Let the brothers take him to catch some prey and bring back some food for the mother, it must be very good.

"Mother, can you?"

The two brothers An Yixing were also eager to try, their small eyes were looking at An Jiuyue with sparkling eyes.

"Okay, you go and play, but don't go too far."

An Jiuyue put them down from her lap and let them play by themselves. In this plane, her little milk baby's cultivation is equivalent to lying flat, and she can do whatever she wants.

Moreover, there are still hidden guards, so nothing will happen.

Instead, she wanted to know, why did Yiyun bring the two little guys to live here? I didn't ask anything before. Later, I can ask the hidden guards, they should also know.

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