Chapter: 127

There is still one third of her plate of rice left.

"If you are full, you can't eat anymore. Dad will make it for you tomorrow morning." Zhang Han walked over and touched Mengmeng's little head with a smile.

"Humph! But how can Miss Sister eat two servings?" Mengmeng said with a soft snort.

"Because people eat more when they grow up."

"Then, when will Mengmeng grow up? Mengmeng also wants to eat." Mengmeng pouted, her eyes never leaving the egg fried rice on the plate.

"Mengmeng grew up slowly." Zhang Han said, took the dinner plate away and put it in the sink.

Can't see the fried rice with eggs, and Mengmeng's thoughts are only three points less.

Zhang Han hugged Mengmeng and sat on the small sofa beside the piano.

"Papa, what are you doing sitting here? Mengmeng still wants to play with toys." Mengmeng asked curiously.

"After eating, you have to rest for a while. Listen to Dad tell you about two piano pieces, and then go play after listening." Zhang Han said with a slight smile.

Some people say that you can live to ninety-nine by walking a hundred steps after a meal, but they don’t know that this is not true. Generally, you need to rest for half an hour after a meal, sit quietly and exercise for a while. If you exercise immediately after a meal, it will affect your digestive function. .

Mengmeng originally heard that she couldn't play, so her little mouth was pouting, but when she heard that Zhang Han was going to play the piano, she suddenly became interested, and raised her small arms to welcome Papa's performance.

Zhang Han sat on the piano chair, opened the piano cover, and swiped his fingers from the left side of the keys to the right side.

Listening to the sound of the piano, Zhang Han nodded in satisfaction.

The tone is very good, it seems that Zhao Kai's friend is indeed a professional.

"A...canon variation dedicated to my lovely baby Mengmeng."

Zhang Han spread his hands, looked at Mengmeng and said with a smile before playing.

This sentence made Mengmeng happy, and said in a milky voice: "Daddy you are the most handsome (Daddy you are the most handsome!)"

"Hehehe."

Zhang Han shook his head with a faint smile, took a light breath, and pressed his hand down.

A handed down classic, Canon Variations began to play.

At this time, Liang Mengqi's egg fried rice was also finished, she patted her swollen stomach, and shook her head with emotion.

This egg fried rice is also delicious, right?

Rao Yiliang Mengqi's picky tongue can eat two servings of egg fried rice, which is enough to show how important Zhang Han's egg fried rice is to a foodie!

'I don't know how he did it! '

Liang Mengqi took a sip of milk, feeling the mellow milk taste, and suddenly, a burst of piano sound poured into her ears.

She turned her eyes involuntarily and looked over.

Huh? He can also play the piano?

Liang Mengqi was a little curious.

'It's a surprise, it seems to play well. '