Chapter 1471
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"Isn't he Lu Jinshen's son?" Tong Qiao was sure that she wouldn't admit that Lu Ziqian wasn't Lu Jinshen's son.
Sure enough!
Sheng Yufei's expression changed, but she didn't refute.
Tong Qiao waved her hand to the side of the road. "Excuse me, don't block the way."
Sheng Yufei felt as if there was a fire burning in her chest. She was so angry that smoke almost came out. However, with Aunt Zhou around, she couldn't vent her anger. She couldn't even say a word. She could only endure it and reluctantly stepped aside.
Tong Qiao went back to the car and drove away. About 40 minutes later, she arrived at a beautiful park in the capital. She planned to have a picnic today.
She spread a carpet on the ground and sat Aunt Zhou down. Then she pulled Lu Ziqian out of the car with the barbecue grill and ingredients.
After setting up the grill, Tong Qiao started to grill the food while asking Lu Ziqian, who was obviously unhappy beside her, "Are you unhappy?"
Lu Ziqian shook his head. He pursed his lips and stood beside Tong Qiao, watching her grill the food.
Tong Qiao freed a hand and touched Lu Ziqian's bob. "If you miss Mom, I can send you to her place anytime."
Lu Ziqian lowered his head and didn't say anything. After a long silence, he looked up at Tong Qiao. "I like being with my sister."
Tong Qiao laughed and teased, "Don't you like being with me?"
Lu Ziqian didn't reply. He lowered his head again and said to himself, "I like it, I like it very much."
"You little heartless thing. I doted on you for nothing." Tong Qiao nudged Lu Ziqian's small body with her elbow. "Don't just stand there. I won't let you eat the food I grill."
"Huh?" Lu Ziqian looked at the golden chicken wing in Tong Qiao's hand and swallowed.
"If you want to eat, grill it yourself."
Lu Ziqian pulled a long face. "But I don't know how to."
"How do you know if you haven't tried? Do it. I'll teach you. "
"Alright." A pure smile appeared on Lu Ziqian's face. Imitating Tong Qiao, she rolled up her sleeves and began to roast her favorite drumstick.
Tong Qiao would remind him from time to time, "Brush oil … flip … keep flipping when it's almost done … sprinkle cumin powder … Lu Ziqian, you're so stupid … Look at me, like this …"
Lu Ziqian was anxious and excited at the same time. His forehead was covered with a layer of sweat, but he was very serious in learning. Tong Qiao's heart softened when she saw the way he pursed his lips and humbly asked for advice.
Lu Ziqian breathed a sigh of relief. He had finally finished roasting one. Although it didn't look very good, it looked delicious. He licked his lips and brought the drumstick to his mouth. The next second …
His hand was empty. The drumstick had been snatched away by a slender little hand.
Tong Qiao took a bite of the drumstick without hesitation and said with a look of disgust, "It's overcooked. It tastes terrible."
Lu Ziqian looked at the chicken leg that he had painstakingly roasted gone, and his small eyebrows knitted together. However, a certain someone disliked it and didn't return it to him. Instead, she kept stuffing it into her mouth. Seeing that the chicken leg meat was getting less and less, Lu Ziqian was so greedy that he swallowed his saliva.
"You want it?"
Lu Ziqian nodded quickly. "Yes."
"Here you go." Tong Qiao handed the half-eaten drumstick to Lu Ziqian. When he reached out to take it, she took it away. "If you want to eat it, you can have it."
Lu Ziqian's round eyes looked at the drumstick in Tong Qiao's hand reluctantly for a while. Then he quietly looked away. "You can eat it if you like it. I'll roast another one."
Tong Qiao was speechless. Fine, I'll eat it. I don't believe that I can't stimulate your true nature.
Lu Ziqian's second drumstick was snatched away by Tong Qiao. He gritted his teeth and said in a resentful voice, "Why did you snatch mine again?"
Tong Qiao took a bite of the drumstick she had snatched and looked like a little tyrant. "So? I'm happy to snatch yours. Do you have a problem with that? "
Lu Ziqian pouted unhappily. "You're bullying a child."
"Yes, I'm bullying you. Bite me if you can. Bite me." Tong Qiao chewed on the drumstick smugly to provoke Lu Ziqian.
Lu Ziqian puffed up his cheeks and looked at Tong Qiao. Tong Qiao was overjoyed. He was puffing up his cheeks and helping her. He was going to show his true colors.
She had to add fuel to the fire.
Tong Qiao's eyes wandered. When her gaze fell on the black unburned charcoal, a sly look flashed across her eyes. She touched the charcoal and smeared it on Lu Ziqian's face when he wasn't paying attention.
The little boy's fair and tender face immediately turned black.
Tong Qiao held the drumstick and laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back. "Hahahaha, Little Bao Gong, you're so ugly."
Lu Ziqian was so angry that he couldn't hold it in anymore. This was too much. She snatched his drumstick and smeared his charcoal ashes. Did she really think he was a sick cat if he didn't show his power?
Lu Ziqian pounced on the drumstick in Tong Qiao's hand. "It's mine. Give it back to me."
He was a child after all. He couldn't stand being provoked.
Tong Qiao was overjoyed. She dodged Lu Ziqian and wiped the charcoal ashes on her hand on his nose. "It's on you if you snatch it."
Lu Ziqian touched the tip of his nose with his small hand. His small palm immediately turned black. He raised his small hand and pounced on Tong Qiao. "Give me back the drumstick. I'll make you look like Blackface Bao too."
Aunt Zhou sat on the carpet, holding An 'an with one hand and shaking the bell with the other. Her eyes fell on the adult and the child who were fooling around not far away. Her face was full of gratification.
Lu Ziqian had become noticeably quieter this time. Aunt Zhou saw this and was anxious. Now that he had finally regained his vitality, Qiao 'er had a way. Children should be like this. They should be quiet and lifeless all day. How heart-wrenching would it be.
After fooling around, Tong Qiao took Lu Ziqian to the bathroom to wash up.
Lu Ziqian seemed to feel that his behavior just now was inappropriate. He kept stealing glances at Tong Qiao with a guilty conscience.
Tong Qiao felt Lu Ziqian's gaze but pretended not to see it. First, she helped him wash his face and hands. Then, she bent down in front of the tap to wash her own face. After washing, she narrowed her eyes and stretched out her hand. "Little devil, a towel."
Lu Ziqian's black grape-like eyes scanned the surroundings. He saw that Tong Qiao had only brought a towel, and now it was in his hand. He had just wiped her face. He hesitated for two seconds. "Wait a minute. I'll go get it."
Tong Qiao took the towel from Lu Ziqian's hand and casually wiped her face. When she was wiping her hands, she glanced at Lu Ziqian from the corner of her eyes. "What's there to be particular about?"
"Mom said that I can't …" Lu Ziqian realized that he had said something wrong and hurriedly covered his mouth with his small hand.
"Can't do what with me?"
Lu Ziqian covered his small mouth and shook his head.
Tong Qiao bent down and put her hands on her knees. She moved closer to Lu Ziqian until her eyes were level with his. "You can't be too close to me, right?"
Lu Ziqian put down his small hands and blinked his eyes without saying a word.
Seeing Lu Ziqian's reaction, Tong Qiao knew that she had guessed correctly. She stood up and strode outside.
Lu Ziqian thought that Tong Qiao was angry with him and hurriedly chased after her. "Aunt Tong, wait for me."
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