My dad's life

"Oh, I said you, why are you standing there like a piece of wood? Hurry up to cook, don’t you know if my baby is hungry?" While Dad Fang was talking, he was lying on him with one hand. The yellow hair of the native dog Xiaojin next to him.

At this moment Fangyuan felt that his family status at home was not even as good as a dog.

But what can I do if I have spoken?Turned around and went out to the kitchen.

In the past, cooking was always the job of Fang’s mother. Since Fangyuan took over, he has gradually become the one to cook. Who makes him cook delicious, but usually Fang’s mother also helps. As for Fang’s father, he just Responsible for eating with open mouth, and making comments when you are not eating, it is already a lot of face.

As soon as Fang Yuan entered the kitchen, he found a cleaned goose on the kitchen counter.

"Where did this come from?" Fang Yuan was a little surprised.

"Who else can it be? Your Uncle Zhao sent it." Mother Fang explained.

Uncle Zhao is the old man Zhao mentioned to Fang's father. Today it was her big goose that scared Xinxin to tears, "This is the big white goose that scared Xinxin?"

"Yes, your Uncle Zhao killed it and apologize to Xinxin." Mother Fang said with a smile.

"This is really revenge not overnight! I will make you an old goose soup today." Fang Yuan rolled up his sleeves and started to work.

Fangyuan’s cooking skills do not come from the "Eat and Drink I Can Do" in my mind. Although that book introduces dishes and secret sauces, it does not mean that you can become a god of cooking after reading it. It is like giving you a recipe. It is definitely not a qualified chef. The reason why Fangyuan has the ability of a top chef is due to the combination of "Infant Education System" and "H5N1 Reagent".

H5N1 strengthens the five senses of Fangyuan to the limit of human beings, so he has the most advanced human sight, hearing, smell, taste and touch.The sense of smell and taste are the first prerequisites for being a good chef. In addition, the universal education system for infants and young children allows him to perfectly control his body. The chef's knife skills, turning spoons, heat, etc. are all physical controls, combining the two , So that Fangyuan became a top chef in less than a month.

Fang Yuan's movements are very fast, kitchen knives are flying, spoons and scoops are flying, like a beautiful dance, he has cooked each dish, making Fang's mother who can't get her hands sighed, sometimes she really feels dreaming Similarly, there have been a lot of things happening this month. Not only did I have a four-year-old granddaughter by accident, even the son who was fat into a ball turned into a handsome boy again, and his only life skill was instant noodles. She has become a super powerful chef, sometimes she suspects that her son will not be a monster, right?

"Mom, why are you pinching my face?" Fangyuan, who was cutting vegetables, was suddenly pinched by Fang's face and pulled out, almost cutting her finger.

"It's nothing, I just want to try the feel of your cheeks." Fang's mother said calmly.

Fangyuan: "..."

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"It's going to eat." Fangyuan brought the dishes to the living room. Every household in the countryside used generous tables and long stools. In addition to meals, they can also be used to play mahjong. However, mahjong tables have become popular in recent years. Are missing.

Hearing my father's call for dinner, the snack food that was watching cartoons in Fang's room first ran out and stood by the table, holding the edge of the table with both hands and tiptoes to look up. The table was a little high, just to her brow. You can't see it without your feet.

Fang Yuan reached out and hugged her up and placed it on the long stool. At this moment, Fang's mother who was following immediately placed her special tableware in front of her, a set of procedures that were unusually familiar.

The little guy is very polite, "Thank you Grandma." Even though Fang's mother has been here this month, she has repeated it many times.

Father Fang also came out of the room at this time, fart like a big master, sitting on his head facing the door.

It’s also important to sit when eating in rural areas. The person sitting at the top is the head of the family or the elders in the family. The left and right sides are of lower status or lower seniority. This position is usually for Mother Fang to sit, and Fangyuan naturally sits at the bottom. First, back to the door.

But since Xinxin came, this rule has been broken. The sky is big and the small person is the biggest. She sits wherever she wants to sit, and Father Fang is not angry and smiles.

"Wow, Dad is amazing." Xiao Ren'er first praised Dad, and then put a fork on a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs. The little guy didn't use chopsticks very well, so Fang's mother specially prepared spoons and forks for her, little guy. It's especially smooth to use.

"Xinxin, don't just eat meat, but also some vegetables." Fang Yuan said as he looked at the little guy who was biting his bones.

"Yeah, baby, you need to eat more vegetables. Only meat is not good. Come on, give you this goose leg?" Father Fang said, but reached out and pulled the goose leg down from the big soup bowl. In Xinxin's bowl.

"Goose?" The little guy looked at the goose legs in the bowl, somewhat puzzled.

Fang Yuan kicked his father Fang under the table, "Grandpa made a mistake. This is a duck leg. Dad took a lot of time to make it. You can try it." Fang Yuan is telling the truth. The goose is older, so for Xinxin can eat well. He pats all the goose loosely with the back of a knife, and then simmers it in a pressure cooker, which is not only delicious, but also softer.

Hearing this, the little guy grabbed the duck leg and took a bite. It was as fragrant and tender as his father said, and it was really delicious!

"Come on, you can't always eat meat, but also some vegetables." Fangyuan picked up the sliced ​​radish from the old duck soup and placed it in the little guy's bowl.

"But I don't like it!" The little guy poked the carrot slices with his little fork.

"Baby, if you listen to Grandpa, just take a bite. Children can't be picky eaters."

"Why do you have to eat carrots?" The little guy pouted.

"When you were young, your father was just picky eaters, you see he looks ugly now and he's covered in fur."

Fangyuan: "..."

Fang’s father’s words reminded Fang Yuan of picky eaters when he was a child. He ate soybeans when he was a child. One time he ate too much soybeans. He had a fart in class in the afternoon. That guy was utterly damned. In the end, the teacher couldn’t help. He went to the vent in the corridor to stand and slowly let it go. For this reason, he was laughed at by his classmates for a long time. He also gave him a nickname called fart circle. Since then, he has made up his mind to never eat soybeans again. Like it.

One time, Fang's father used soybeans to cook salted duck. Fangyuan had to eat it, but Fangyuan didn't eat it. The two of them had a stalemate for a long time. Fangyuan's memory is particularly deep.

"Come, take a bite and see, can you still poison you? I'm so used to you all day long, if you don't eat this or you don't, you become a fairy? I think you are too full and hungry for three days , Dog. Shit, you want to eat everything, but you are picky eaters?"

"Give me a hurry to eat. I have to clean up in a while. I don’t have time to spend time with you. Do you eat or not? He. Mom, come and clean up the table. You don’t have to eat anything tonight, hungry. You all night, see if you are still picky eaters next time?"

But now you look at him again, "Ah, I'm so tired of having a big mouth, baby, eat slowly, hey, eat slowly, my little boy."

"...I'm afraid there is a fake father?"