In order to spread the language, he is taught to bring his son to buy fruits. We saw a lot of pineapples in the after-spring market and taught him, "This is pineapple. We call it "Winglai!" The son smelled the smell, he was crying, he bought one home, cut pineapple on both sides, and took the mid-term fried rice. I can't believe it! My son always misses it! From pineapple rice to pineapple rice, and pineapple seafood... It's 61st Children's Day, and I ordered this meal, and I asked for more bacon, big pineapple! Let's fire the pineapple again before the season
Cheese and veggies and omelet. Yesterday, when someone was home, they made cake for the kids. It's hot, it's just a little twirling, and it's a hard wound. Let's celebrate with our big little friends at night. We're all children. Let's be happy there. Don't forget to pick! Well, the result of the celebration was that I packed up late, was tired of not having breakfast in advance, and slept when I thought about it. Get up in the morning and stay in the kitchen and think, think, do something. Open the fridge, see, see what you can do. Then there's this! It's Tuesday, the fridge's rich
