Even watching movies and cartoons were still far from the real situation.
During the Spring Festival, the TV station played a documentary that talked about all the delicious food in China.
The little guy's mouth watered when he saw it. He was clamoring to eat barbecue and those colorful and beautiful Soviet-style pastries.
But, how could there be country M?
Even Mu Lanshu couldn't make it with limited materials.
This little guy was really thinking bad about it, and from then on, he was thinking about domestic delicacies.
"Yes, there are many. And what is that thing on the tip of the tongue that you saw during the Spring Festival this year? You can eat it when you go back." Mu Lanshu said with a smile.
"I want to go back, I want to go back! Mom, book a flight ticket quickly!" The little guy turned his head, grabbed Gu Nian's sleeve, and shook it.
Fortunately, the little guy was young now, not yet old enough to go to kindergarten, and there were no children he was reluctant to part with.
Otherwise, the little guy wouldn't agree so happily now.
This night, the little guy was very excited and kept talking about returning to China.
"Mom, do the houses in China have horns like those in "Kung Fu Panda"?" The little guy looked at the cartoon on TV and suddenly thought of it, and asked Gu Nian.
Gu Nian answered patiently: "Not entirely. Every city has a small number of houses like that. Those are ancient buildings. There are also some in Yucheng, my hometown. Mom will take you to see them."
"Okay!" The little guy nodded excitedly with a blushing face.
As a result, he was quiet for only three minutes while watching the cartoon, and then asked again: "Mom, are there a lot of giant pandas in China?"
"Well, there are more than here. There are in the zoo in City B. In addition, there is a panda base in Sichuan, which has pandas of all sizes. When you go back to City B, Mom will take you to the zoo. You don't have to be like here and have to go to Lincheng to see it."
"That's great!" The little guy rubbed Gu Nian's arm expectantly. "So, are the pandas there lively? The pandas here are lazy. They are always sleeping every time we go there."
"Giant pandas are not that lively, but there are red pandas who are very naughty like you." Gu Nian smiled and pointed at the tip of the little guy's nose.
The little guy's eyes were wide and round, like black glass, bright and beautiful: "I'm not naughty, I'm a man!"
"Yes, yes." Gu Nian nodded in agreement.
The little guy clambered off the sofa, picked up a fork with his chubby hand, picked up a strawberry, and held it up to Gu Nian's eyes like a treasure.
"Mom, you eat, and your son will be filial to you."
Gu Nian almost burst out, this little guy, where did he learn this?
However, when she came into contact with the little guy's earnest gaze, Gu Nian couldn't bear to let him down, so she immediately took it and ate it.
Mu Lanshu was tying winter gloves on the little kid at the side. When she saw this, she said, "Oh, grandma is knitting gloves for Little Millet Cake. As a result, she can't even spare a strawberry to eat."
Seeing this, the little guy quickly forked another strawberry and brought it to Mu Lanshu on his short legs: "Grandma, I'll feed you."
Mu Lanshu smiled and ate a whole big strawberry into her mouth, her eyes narrowed.
The little guy then crawled back to the sofa with difficulty, holding Gu Nian's arm: "Mom."
"What's wrong?" Gu Nian lowered her head and looked into the little guy's big black eyes. That cunning look meant that he wanted to ask her for something again.
"To celebrate we're going home, let's have some candy!"
Gu Nian didn't allow him to eat sweets at night, and she's afraid that eating too many snacks during the day will affect his eating.
She gave him a rule that he could only eat three candies a day.
Mu Lanshu followed the rules strictly, but the little guy was very greedy.
Now he was blinking his big eyes and was particularly alert.
Gu Nian suppressed a smile and said, "But I heard that men don't like to eat sweets. For example, my colleagues at Mom's Detective Agency don't like to eat sweets. You also know Uncle Bian, he doesn't like to eat sweets either."
The little guy raised his chubby hand to cover his mouth in surprise: "This...candy is so delicious! Bian...Uncle Bian doesn't seem to be such a stupid person!"
Gu Nian flicked his forehead: "Okay, if you dare to call Uncle Bian stupid, let him know and he won't be able to spare you."
The little guy's big black eyes turned around and he quickly made up for it: "Uncle Bian must have not eaten the delicious candy. Next time I give him my favorite caterpillar, he will know how delicious the candy is."
After saying that, he looked at Gu Nian earnestly.
Although Gu Nian always told Mu Lanshu, didn't lose her principles just because the little guy acts coquettishly.
But she herself had little resistance to the little guy's coquettish skills.
At this moment, she said: "Okay, but you can only eat one."
The little guy immediately kissed Gu Nian happily and went to find candy with his short legs.
Unfortunately, the cabinet was too high and the little guy couldn't reach it, so he could only look at Gu Nian pitifully.
Gu Nian came over and took one for him.
The little guy was very curious. He held the caterpillar-shaped gummy candy in his two little hands and nibbled it bit by bit. It was only as big as a grain of rice at a time. He chewed it in his mouth with relish, like a little hamster.
He thought that with the candy, the little guy would be quiet. Unexpectedly, there was a new question every two or three minutes.
Gu Niandu answered each one patiently without any trace of impatience.
Until the little guy finished eating the candy, Gu Nian urged him to brush his teeth, wash his face, and then go to bed.
The little guy lay down on the small bed, grabbed Gu Nian and asked, "Mom, do we have any glutinous rice cakes to eat when we return to China?"
Gu Nian: "..."
This snack foodie!
She lowered her head and took a bite on the little guy's face first: "Yes, but now mommy wants to take a bite of your piece of millet cake first."