Three-year-old Little Dragon: I'm the Pampered Darling in the Villain's House

Chapter 249 Song Weiguo, your daughter’s head is stuck in the jar and she can’t come out.

However, Li Chengqian didn't go home at all. Instead, he carried the remaining chicken and walked towards Dr. Yang's house.

In the courtyard of the Song family, Xingxing put down her small bowl with her mouth full. She patted her belly with satisfaction and leaned towards Song Jiyuan next to her.

Seeing this, Song Jiyuan hugged the person into his arms and sat down.

"I really want to eat roast chicken every day." The little cub sighed.

The whole family looked at her funny.

"Wake up, if you eat roasted chicken every day, you will become a big fat man in a few years." Song Jichen rubbed his sister's crotch and said in a serious voice: "You won't have anywhere to cry by then. go."

Xingxing grinned and didn't care about it.

"Mom, are the pickled eggs done before? The sauerkraut should be ready too, right?" Jiang Wan suddenly remembered that there are still these two.

Madam Song slapped her thigh: "I almost forgot about this. Let's boil salted eggs and stew some meat with pickled cabbage tonight."

"What kind of vegetable is sauerkraut?" Xingxing asked confusedly in Song Jiyuan's arms.

"It's just pickled vegetables. The vegetable jars are all in the kitchen." Mrs. Song explained casually, but unexpectedly, the little cub took it to heart seriously.

Xingxing is a very curious baby. She has never eaten salted eggs or sauerkraut, so this afternoon while Mrs. Song and her brothers were busy working, she sneaked towards the stove by herself. I touched the room.

The little cub's big eyes rolled around, and finally landed on several large porcelain jars in the corner, which were almost as tall as her! .

Well, it must be these.She ran over and stretched her little body on the porcelain jar.

Xingxing and Xuanxuan both like to eat sugar snowballs. Mrs. Song bought some hawthorns when she went to the market and was picking out some big ones in the main house, thinking that she could make some more later and go out to make some money.

At this moment, there was a bang in the kitchen, and the noise was so loud that it was scary.

"What's going on? Xuanxuan?? Wake up??" Mrs. Song was already very experienced. She subconsciously shouted the names of the two little ones. Anyway, they must be these two troublemakers.

But when they rushed to the kitchen and took a look, Mrs. Song threw the scissors in her hand directly.

I saw that fat head... stuck in the big porcelain jar.

But the quality of the porcelain altar was so good that it didn't break even when it fell to the ground.

"Ayuan, Ayuan, hurry up, hurry up and call your daddy." Mrs. Song's hands were trembling.Seeing that the little cub was still twisting its butt and trying hard to get its head out, she stepped forward and slapped the little butt with one hand.

"Grandma, there's nothing in this jar! There are no salted eggs at all, it's empty!!" Xingxing's muffled voice came out of the jar.

"Don't talk." Mrs. Song patted her again: "Don't be out of breath later."

When Song Weiguo rushed in with a hammer, he saw this funny scene. He stood there to calm down for two seconds, and then walked towards Xingxing and the porcelain jar with his long legs: "Xingxing, we won't be here tonight." It’s almost time to eat.”

Little cub: "o(╥﹏╥)o" is pitiful~
Seeing that the expensive little coat and skirt had been rubbed black on the ground, Mrs. Song turned her head to prevent herself from domestic violence again...

(End of this chapter)