Chapter 1466
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On Monday morning, Softy woke up early.
She still remembered what she had said before she went to bed last night. She was going to make lunch for her brothers.
Originally, he thought that Jian Yiling would forget about it the next day. However, she woke up even earlier than Jian Yiling.
She asked Jian Yiling to help her wash up. Then, she went to the kitchen to help her mother.
Softie was lying on the glass countertop in the kitchen. She was kneading rice balls with Jian Yiling.
Jian Yiling had washed her hands clean. As for how the rice balls would turn out, it was all up to fate.
The three brothers got up one after another.
Di Yuze was the first to wake up. When he saw his sister kneading rice balls in the kitchen, he hurriedly ran over. "Softy, don't lie here. You might fall down."
"Brother, Tuan Tuan! Here! "Softie happily raised her little rice ball and gave it to Di Yuze.
Little Softie's rice balls could only be described as tragic.
However, Di Yuze liked it very much. "Thank you, Softy. I like it very much."
Sob sob sob, little sister pinched it personally!
"Hee hee." Little Softie was very happy.
"Can we come down first?" Di Yuze couldn't bear to see his sister stay at a high place. He had to carry her down to be at ease.
"No, I want to pinch it!" Little Softie wanted to continue making rice balls.
Zhai Yunsheng rolled his eyes at Di Yuze: "Do you think I'm just a decoration?"
Little Softie wasn't alone on the azure stone platform. Zhai Yunsheng and Jian Yiling were right next to her. How much did he not trust his father? Did he think that his mother would fall off the azure stone platform?
Di Yuze retorted, "Dad, you always look at Mom in a daze. Who knows if you'll accidentally get distracted?"
Di Yuze's reason was also very good.
Therefore, it was not wrong to say that a son was born to collect debts. How old was he? He already knew how to go against his father.
Not long after, Second Brother and Third Brother also woke up.
When they saw their little sister kneading the rice balls for them, they were overjoyed and fought to be kneaded by their little sister.
"This is mine."
"Little Sister made this for me!"
"Little sister likes me the most!"
The three stinky brats fought with each other.
Jian Yiling asked: "You guys can split up Yiling's share. I still have some here."
When the boys saw that Jian Yiling was pinching their fists, they immediately scrambled to grab their fists.
The rice balls made by the pretty mother were just as fragrant.
Upon hearing this, Zhai Yunsheng stopped his sons: "These are mine."
It was one thing for the brats to snatch his daughter's, but his wife's had to be his.
The three Zhai brothers could only retract their hands.
My stingy father is dominating my mother!
Hmph!
The three brothers were not convinced, but there was nothing they could do. They couldn't beat their father. Their father could beat the three of them with one hand.
If he wasn't convinced, he could only endure it.
Although Zhai Yunsheng didn't allow her to, Jian Yiling still filled the lunchboxes for the three brothers. After all, the three brothers wouldn't be full just by relying on the rice balls that Little Softie made.
Especially the eldest, Di Yuze. He was the oldest and tallest. Now that he practiced martial arts every day, he consumed a lot of energy and ate a lot.
After breakfast, the three brothers went out with the lunchboxes made by their mother and sister.
"Big Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother, hug!"
Softie opened her arms and gave each of her brothers a warm hug.
After the three brothers hugged their soft and delicate little sisters, they reluctantly left.
Following this, Zhai Yunsheng also went out with his wife and daughter. After sending his wife and daughter to the hospital, he went to work.
As soon as Little Softie arrived at the hospital, the uncles and aunties in the hospital came out to greet her.
"Softie, let me hug you."
"Softie, your dress is so beautiful today!"
"Softie, you're getting more and more beautiful!"
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