Deliverance of a Counterattack | Counterattack Through Pregnancy

Chapter 13【Stand back and wait for the rabbit】

　　Chengnan Street is a famous food street in S City. There is a school in the front and a nightclub in the back. The business is booming. At night, the street is full of diners and it is very lively.

　　Spicy and spicy, rice noodles, boiled fish balls, sizzling squid...There are all kinds of snacks. To eat a bite of authentic snacks, many people even deliberately drive around here after get off work to eat supper.

　　However, there is a rule to set up stalls in such places. Basically, they do not sell staple foods. One is because the staple food is too heavy and cannot be sold at a high price. One steamed bun is enough for the vendors, and the other is because the diners. We don't go all the way to the snack street to eat rice and buns. What everyone eats is a special feature, so no one spends the money to buy those bad street foods.

　　So when Xu Cinian rode a small tricycle and brought a child here to set up a stall selling won stew, he really frightened the surrounding vendors.

　　Is this person mentally ill or did he go out without taking medicine? It doesn't matter if you go to a place like this to sell won and stew, what's the matter with holding a milk doll in your arms?

　　Xu Cinian paid no attention to the surprised gaze around him. After stopping the car, he set up a small stove, simmered the stock prepared in advance, covered the white and fat small won stew with a clean white cloth, and set up a wooden board. Zi placed in front of the front of the car and wrote: Wowojia soup small won stew, with a small meaty paw print on the note, and a round little rabbit was painted beside it.

　　"Wowo, got out of the car." He stretched out his hand and placed two small benches next to the car. Wowo obediently stretched out his arm around his neck, and climbed onto the stool as soon as he landed on his feet, and saw that there was something around him. Young uncles and aunts all looked at him, he did not have stage fright, his eyes curled when he saw anyone, and two small dimples were laughed out.

　　Small bench, small won stew, small paw print...Little bun, all the cute things in one body, instantly killed many aunts and aunts next to him.

　　"Why is this kid so cute."

　　"That's right, my grandson knew crying when he was this old, and he was not so obedient at all."

　　"This child's father looks so young and so energetic. No wonder he gave birth to such a cute baby."

　　The chattering discussion nearby caused the surrounding vendors to look out. At this moment, Xu Cinian and Wowo, one large and one small, were sitting side by side on small stools, supporting their chins, and their expressions were the same. .

　　Wowo wears a cream-yellow melon cap, a small blue cotton jacket and white bunny gloves. Xu Cinian wears a coat of the same color, a white scarf and white gloves, and doesn't know where to get a creamy yellow dough, so he knead a few. It squeezed into a little yellow chicken and handed it to his son.

　　"Woo, shout twice for Dad."

　　Wowo tilted his head and blinked, as if asking: Shouting a horse?

　　"Um... I will sell won stew, small won stew with thin skin and big soup."

　　Xu Cinian was originally playing with his son, but Wowo really took it seriously. He bulged his cheeks and thought for a long time, seeming to wonder how this sentence is so complicated, as if he couldn't say it roughly.

　　Seeing Wowo look silly, Xu Cinian couldn't help but laughed, stood up and grabbed his sleeves, "Forget it, I'm making fun of you. Dad is going to start work. Be good and don't run around. You know ?"