Dear Commander-in-Chief

Xiao Tuanzi rubbed his sleepy eyes and stood on the stairs.

From a distance, I saw the breakfast table, the family gathered together, 1, 2, 3, 4... Why does the number seem to be wrong?

Huh? Beside Baba is...female fox? !

Did she spend the night here last night? !

The little dumpling exploded.

Staggering with his little short legs, he ran to Master Gong: "Grandpa, grandpa, grandma, Baba wants to find me a female fox as a stepmother!"

However, the people at the table seemed very calm.

Only Gong Qing held the little dumpling over with the same fate, gave him a sympathetic look, and said in a low voice, "You don't like this vixen, right?"

Master Gong: "Ahem!"

Song Song: "Husband! Don't talk indiscriminately, now you have my last name, please keep a low profile."

Gong Jue was cold-eyed: "This is your attitude toward Grandpa's savior? Would you like to bet?"

Gu Qiqi raised his eyebrows, escaping a slight contempt.

Gong Qing: "..." was actually laughed at by the crowd!

Especially since the vixen came to the door, he has no status as the head of the family.

Xiao Tuanzi blinked his big smart eyes, scanned his family, and paused when he met the men's clothing on Gu Qiqi's body.

Don't go too far and deliberately ignore her.

Turning to talk to Gong Qing: "Grandpa, what did you bet you lose? I'm so depressed, I didn't care about losing yesterday! But I will fight again today with the female fox, and I will definitely win her!"

The child swears innocently, let Gong Qing wipe away old tears.

Sure enough, only the grandson in this family is born, and even the rhythm of being trapped by a female fox is the same.

Feeling sad, he pushed a stack of ham and foie gras omelettes in front of the little dumpling: "Come on, baby grandson eat first. After eating, we have the strength to fight the fox together."

Facing Gong Jue's cold eyes, he said confidently: "I didn't say who the fox is, please don't sit in the seat, you have a guilty conscience!"

Xiaoduanzi’s favorite food is Gong Qing’s ham and foie gras omelette with whole wheat bread slices, which is the standard breakfast for Gong’s family.

Anyway, since Gong Qing retired from the general position, cooking for his wife and grandson was a joy in life.

Seeing that his grandson likes his craft the most, he was almost younger than when he led the battle to break through the enemy's nest, and he had a sense of accomplishment.

Therefore, at this moment, he looked at the little dumpling eagerly, hoping to find a little sense of existence from the fragrant eating expression of the baby grandson.

however……

The small dumpling's eyes only stayed on the plate of ham and foie gras omelette for no more than three seconds.

He quickly cast his eyes on a beautiful dish of food in the middle of the table: "What is that!"

A big shallow plate with a "Christmas tree" lying inside!

A layer of green leaves, a layer of safflower, layer by layer from wide to narrow, piled up, with a small orange star at the top, and emerald green tree trunks at the bottom.

It's pleasing to the eye and smells good.

The old man Gong smiled and ordered the servant to put the plate of "Christmas tree" in front of the little dumpling: "You can eat more if you like it!"

The little dumpling nodded sharply.

He admitted that he belonged to the Appearance Association, and this breakfast was so special.

It is a hundred times more beautiful than grandpa's ham and foie gras.

Can't wait to scoop a spoonful of the entrance...

"Is it delicious?" the old man Gong asked.

"Hmm!!!" The little dumpling didn't have time to answer at all. He ate the half bowl and took the initiative to let the servant serve him rice.

Then he said sweetly: "It's delicious! Grandpa, have you developed a new dish? This dish is 10,000 times better than all your previous dishes!"

Everyone laughed.

Gong Qing was praised but couldn't laugh at all.

Because he didn't make this dish at all!

Gu Qiqi did it! ! !

Damn it!