Ye Qingqing suppressed her anger and took the dishes and chopsticks to eat breakfast. There was still half an hour left before the kindergarten was closed. There were ten minutes on the way and twenty minutes left, which was more than enough time.

But this is for an ordinary child, and for her slutty son, even two hours is not enough.

Lin Shufang looked at Ye Qingqing, who was calm and looked at him, and gently poked the piglet who was slowly gnawing on the buns, and whispered: "Eat quickly, your mother will be angry again in a while."

Alas, her baby is good at all, she is smart, sweet-mouthed and beautiful, and has a good body. She is just a little bit perfect, and the one that is worse is hard work.

It's really too hard to eat. It can be eaten for an hour with breakfast, which has accelerated the speed. If no one urges me, this little guy can eat it slowly for most of the day.

The pig looked at Ye Qingqing who was eating with her head down, and her expression was very calm. Mom shouldn't be angry, right?

"Grandma, chew it slowly."

The piglet is unwilling to eat too quickly. Only by chewing it carefully can the food taste delicious. Even the most ordinary steamed buns will have a hint of sweetness after chewing them in their mouths for a long time, which is so delicious.

"Bang"

Ye Qingqing's spoon drinking porridge hit the edge of the bowl heavily. The pig's body shook and subconsciously chewed it faster. My mother seemed unhappy. Oh, let's chew it a few less.

But the little pig who has developed the habit of chewing slowly is nowhere near as fast as it can be. In Ye Qingqing's eyes, it is like a slow motion movie, and it is rushing upwards with anger and can no longer bear it.

"There are twenty-five minutes left before going to school, and ten minutes on the way, and you only have fifteen minutes."

Ye Qingqing placed her watch in front of Xiaozhu, warning for the first time.

"oh……"

The pig responded with a long voice and accelerated it again, but Ye Qingqing was still not satisfied. Even the toothless old lady tasted faster than this guy. The little guy's teeth were almost the same, and the speed could be increased ten times.

"Land trip, there are twelve minutes left."

The second warning was that Ye Qingqing's voice became even colder, and her teeth were chewing. It has been a month since the start of school, and she spent the breakfast time every day in school with her roar.

The pig shook excitedly, and his mother called him Daming. Things were not good. Oh, eat faster.

It’s a pity that I’m sorry for the food cooked by my grandma.

"Mom, you eat so quickly, you don't respect food." The pig couldn't help but give his advice. His parents were too hasty to eat, especially his father, who swallowed it voraciously, just like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit. He swallowed it without even tasting it out.

Ye Qingqing's mouth twitched and said coldly: "Eating slowly like you means respecting food? It's only 24 hours a day. You've wasted five or six hours on eating. Are you respecting your time?"

There are still five or six hours wasted on other things, which is equivalent to half of the time being spent on 24 hours a day. Now the pig is young, so it’s nothing, but if you develop the habit of sluggishness since childhood, you will only become more and more sluggish as you grow up.

Study and work will be affected as a result. Her son will take two hours or even three hours to compete with others in this way?

Sooner or later they will be eliminated by society.

Ye Qingqing was really worried. It would be fine if she was just a little bit slow, but her son was very late and had to come over.
Chapter completed!