Hoya, this is a joke.

One day, my father asked my three-year-old son what he wanted to be when he grew up. The son replied without hesitation: "I want to be a puppy!" " "Dad hurriedly asked why, and the son explained," When you are a puppy, you can eat all the meat and bones. "One day, when divorce was mentioned on TV, the father asked his three-year-old son," Do you know what divorce means? " The son said, "Leave? Mom, I want to eat pears. . . Before going to bed, my daughter wants to eat an apple. I coaxed her into saying, "There are bugs in the apple. You can eat them tomorrow when mom washes them off. "Daughter:" Mom, don't you dare let me eat quickly. The apples will be eaten up by insects tomorrow. My half-year-old nephew is a snack. He wants to taste everything and can think of eating anything. He knows there is food in the refrigerator at home, but he is too short to reach it. He can still find a way to stand on tiptoe in the dining chair next to him and stretch his arms. Grandma saw it and ran to hold him down: "Little darling, as soon as your head fell, it broke into a big bag!" ""He added, "Don't throw big bags, throw big jiaozi."