The child's attention is easily attracted by other items, especially when the TV is still on at home! Luo Luo did not have the patience to wait for the cookies with her father. After being carried to the ground by her father, she walked back to the living room after a while, with her little head raised and her big eyes staring at the big sister on the TV who was playing the game of passing the level in the music.

Although the big sister was not flexible and stumbled on various water levels, the background music matched well, and the rapid drum beats gave people a feeling of "danger and danger"!

As Luo Luo looked at it, she forgot the small sand hammer in her hand, and accidentally let go of her hands and let them fall off.

"Hmm..." The movement of the little sand hammer falling still made Luo Luo come back to his senses. The little girl lowered her head and looked at the two little sand hammers lying pitifully on the ground, biting her little mouth shyly and making a muffled laugh.

Picking things is also a special skill for Luoluo!

After all, the little girl's body was not coordinated enough, so she could only take two steps back before bent down tremblingly, and her knees slowly bent...

This movement seemed to be slow, but Luo Luo was already familiar with these things. She saw her two little hands pushing on the cold ground. When she got up again, the two small sand hammers that had just fallen to the ground had been caught by her.

However, soon, Luo Luo's attention was attracted again.

Hey, it smells so good!

The little girl's delicate nose wrinkled slightly, and she subconsciously turned her head along with the fragrance.

It’s the kitchen, what is my dad doing? Why is it so delicious?

Yang Yan had already turned on the oven. When it was about to be baked, only a little fragrance overflowed the oven. It was difficult to detect if it was not close. At this moment, the aroma of biscuits stuffed in the oven seemed to have found a breakthrough, and the rich aroma of biscuits poured out...

It spread not only in the kitchen, but also in the living room, and the little girl with a very good nose smelled it!

The aroma of roasted flour and warm heat is mixed with this cold winter, which looks particularly attractive! Although Luo Luo can't tell what delicious food can have such a strong fragrance, the little girl was quickly attracted!

The little girl stood there and turned her head curiously to look at the kitchen. She didn't see the little biscuits, but she had seen her father's hurriedly revolving figure and heard his satisfied cheers: "Haha, not bad, not bad!"

It's really good. Yang Yan achieved good results when baking small biscuits for the first time!

Not only are these small cookies baked golden and attractive, with a fragrance everywhere. In terms of shape, after it expands, they can also maintain their original "number" appearance!

Except for the sporadic few defective Yang Yan didn't do it when she was peeled off from the mold before, the other small biscuits were baked into what Yang Yan expected.

Of course, Yang Yan didn't dare to be content with his own feelings. He knew that the cookies were well baked and the credit was not on him.

"After all, it's the recipe for biscuits given by Aunt Hu! The pressed biscuits did not crack or spread out after baking them, and the strokes were squeezed together." Yang Yan looked at the baking tray he pulled out and thought with emotion.

Yang Yan put on large insulated gloves and pulled the baking tray out of the oven and prepared to put it on the dining table, but he turned around and couldn't help but be stunned.

Luo Luo had already walked over from the living room at some point. The little girl even left her favorite little sand hammer, held the door frame of the kitchen sliding door with one hand, and raised the other hand in front of her, looking at her dad in a daze... It was correct that she was looking at her dad's thigh!

It was only when she saw her father turn around that she subconsciously raised her little head and looked at her daze in a daze.

"Hey, hehe!" The little girl reacted a little slowly, but she still showed a few white teeth with her father very brilliantly. Her hand turned to her side and shook it with excitement.

"Tsk tsk, not bad, Luoluo, you are our family... Well, the only two girls who know the goods! I know there is something delicious!" Yang Yan carefully brought the baking tray, put it down on the dining table where the newspapers were already laid, then turned his head and looked at Luoluo with a smile.

He was also going to praise his daughter, but after he said that he had a little bit of a word, he secretly changed his words. Luo Luo couldn't understand anyway!

Of course, Luo Luo couldn't understand the mystery in her father's words, but the little girl was very smart and knew that what her father was holding was the source of the fragrance. After she watched her father walk over, she reacted and followed her, with her two little hands wrapped around her and hugged her father's calves.

Yang Yan couldn't walk anymore, so he had to bend down, put his left hand in his arms, and lifted the little girl from the ground. There was no need to worry that Luo Luo would fall down if he couldn't hold it. Luo Luo had already stood up with his little arms and hugged his father's neck.

"Wait until dad takes off this glove!" Yang Yan hugged Luo Luo and returned to the kitchen, holding Luo Luo Luo's little butt with his left forearm, but his fingers pulled it hard, and took off the thermal insulation glove on his right hand.

Luo Luo's attention was briefly attracted by his father's "big palm", but when the gloves were taken off, his father's right hand returned to its original state. The little girl raised her head again. She looked at her father and looked at the small biscuits that were placed on the dining table just now. Finally, she couldn't help it. Her little hand pointed to the direction of the dining table with her father.

Dad was still slow to turn on the faucet to wash his hands. Luo Luo said "Yeah" twice anxiously, and asked Dad: "Baba, ah, ah, Luo Luo wants..."

The little girl's tender and weak voice actually meant that Luo Luo was going there.

She didn't know what her father had delicious food, and the curious little girl wanted to go and have a look.

Of course, Yang Yan thought that Luo Luo wanted to eat small biscuits without any effect. After rinsing his hands, he hugged Luo Luo to the dining table, pointed to the little girl's small biscuits that were about the size of his fingers, and smiled and said, "Do you want to eat small biscuits? Not yet, because now, it's still very hot, very hot, and it will burn your mouth after eating!"

Luo Luo couldn't quite understand what his father meant. Even though his father used the gesture of an explosion of his mouth to vividly describe her, the little girl just blinked her big eyes in confusion, and then looked at the small biscuits that still emitted a warm fragrance.

"Did you see this? Luoluo." Yang Yan felt that this was a good time. He pointed to the small biscuit in the shape of the number "1" and said to Luoluo, "This is one, Luoluo and Daddy read, one, one..."

The essence of human beings is a repeater!

This sentence makes sense. After Luoluo heard her father repeating the voice constantly, she looked back at her father in confusion, and finally couldn't help but speak, and followed her father to read: "Auntie?"

Although it was not very accurate, Yang Yan still gave a thumbs up with a smile on his face and praised the girl: "No, this is one!"

"Come on, let's read together, two, two, two..." Yang Yan used the same method to recite other numbers with Luo Luo.

Luoluo looked at these fragrant little biscuits and followed her father in a daze to learn and count the numbers for a while.

But I always don’t give it to others, just looking at the plums to quench thirst, which is not right!

After about ten minutes, the little girl realized something was wrong in a daze. The saliva accumulated in her little mouth was flooding Jinshan. Why didn't my father bring her the little biscuits?

Without rewards, how can there be motivation?

When my father taught her again, no matter what "eight, eight, eight, eight, nine, nine, nine", Luo Luo shook her little head and was unwilling to continue learning to count with her father.
Chapter completed!