My dad's life

When eating at noon, the seats are definitely not enough. The original table at home is for 10 people.

Now there are 10 people in a group of little guys, not to mention adults.

So in the end, Fang Yuan moved out the chopping board table that was originally used for writing, and dedicated it to a group of little guys.

A group of little friends sitting on the bench, you squeeze me, I squeeze you, I don’t know how happy it is.

"Come on, everyone, taste how my craft is." Fang Yuan greeted when everyone was seated.

Everyone was a little reserved after hearing this, no one was ashamed to move their chopsticks first.

It was Dad Fang who moved the chopsticks first and picked up a chopstick for Wei Xiaoshuang's grandfather who was sitting next to him.

Lu Shouyi saw that Fang's father had moved his chopsticks, he was not polite. He knew Fangyuan's craftsmanship better than anyone else.

So unceremoniously, he directly forkped a large chopsticks. Just about to put it in her bowl, she saw Yang Qianqiu staring at her next to her, and finally hesitated and put it in her bowl.

Yang Qian laughed happily now.

Others started to move their chopsticks one after another. Of course, they were very reserved at first, and they only thought about it. After all, when they are guests, they are all people with identity, and how can they be devoured.

But after I had eaten it, I realized that the brain is one thought, but the hand is another thought.

So when Lu Shouyi was about to pick up another chopsticks, he found that the plate was empty. Fortunately, Mama Fang and Mama Lan brought up new dishes, which relieved everyone from the embarrassment of waiting.

"Where are ours, where are our dishes, where is our meat?" Seeing that the adults had eaten it, the little guy immediately became anxious and knocked his bowl and chopsticks.

When the other children saw each other, they all learned something. The chaotic knocking of the bowls made everyone headache, and it was almost a song of "Lotus Fall".

"Okay, don't make a noise, yours is here." Fang Yuan brought out the prepared fish balls.

Fresh fish balls are first cooked in water, then removed and drained, and then fried in a frying pan until golden.

Then add starch to thicken the soup of the boiled balls and pour it on top of the fish balls.

Such fish balls are tender on the outside, sweet and refreshing on the inside, especially suitable for children's taste.

Seeing Dad brought the meatballs up, the little guy was not polite. He stretched out the chopsticks and wanted to put one into the bowl, but her arms were too short to reach.

Anxious, he immediately climbed on the stool, only to find one, but the fish balls were too slippery. As soon as they came out of the plate, they rolled off.

"Oh!" The little guy sighed deeply and saw Fang Yuan standing beside him, so he said: "Dad, you eat this!"

"O(╯□╰)o, then I really want to thank you."

"You're welcome." The little guy said seriously.

And I seriously want to add another one.

Fang Yuan covered her face and said, "Xinxin, the other children are all guests today. How can you just eat for yourself and greet your friends!"

"Huh?" The little guy paused, a little surprised, is that right?

"Let's eat together." The little guy greeted everyone insincerely, and then continued to clamp her meatballs.

The children are different from the adults. The adults in the family have already confessed that they did not take the initiative to grab the vegetables.

So now the little guy greets you, regardless of whether you are sincere, mom and dad said, then you can pick up food!

So you are not welcome, and directly stretch out the chopsticks to pick the meatballs.

The little fat man Du Tianhao was the smartest, so he picked up a spoon and dug one over.

So although he was the slowest, he was the first to get the food into his bowl.

The other children learned everything and naturally gave up the chopsticks they had held for a long time.

The little fat man put the fish ball in front of his eyes with a spoon, took a look, and smelled it.

Then he said to Fang Yuan, who was standing next to him, "Uncle Fang, is this really better than my father's?"

"If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it." Fang Yuan gave him a white glance.

But the little fat man just talked about it, swallowed it in one mouthful, and then his eyes lit up, his mouth stretched out to the only one left on the plate.

"That's baby's." The little guy shouted immediately.

"Then give it to you, anyway, it's not as delicious as my father's." The little fat man Du Tianhao said with a pain on his face and his mouth was wrong.

But the little guy didn't appreciate it, and said that my father did not taste good. How could this work?

So he immediately went back: "My dad made the best, but your dad's made it not delicious!"

The little fat man was also angry when I heard that, I kindly gave you the fish balls, you even said that to me, so I aggrieved: "My father made them delicious."

"It's not tasty."

"It's delicious."

"..."

So the two immediately quarreled.

"Well, don't make any noise, they are all delicious." Fang Yuan hurriedly stopped.

The two little guys stopped now.

But at this time, Shan Zecheng whispered beside him, "Uncle Fang's meatballs are delicious!"

"Ha! Look, Brother Xiaodan said it's delicious too." The little guy immediately took the stubbornly proud.

The little fat man became angry when he heard the words and glared at Shan Zecheng and said loudly, "My dad's cooking is also delicious."

"But Uncle Fang's cooking is really delicious, better than my grandma's." The grandma in his mouth is his aunt who cooks.

Shan Ze became the one who said that he had not made a mistake, and he looked at other children.

The other children naturally nodded in agreement, it was really delicious.

The little fat man Du Tianhao cried "Wow", feeling isolated, and obviously his father's cooking is also delicious!

Fang Yuan was in a hurry next to him, not knowing how to comfort him!

Fortunately, at this moment Lin Qiaoyun came over and Fang Yuan hurriedly told her what had happened.

"Silly boy, they haven't eaten your father's food, of course they don't know that your father's cooking is also delicious.

When you have a chance next time, you also invite the children to our house and ask your father to cook them some food. They will know that your father's food is as delicious as Uncle Fang!"

Under Lin Qiaoyun's careful consolation, the little fat man slowly stopped crying, choked up and asked, "Then when will they go to my house?"

"This shouldn't ask me, when are you going to invite the children to our house?" Lin Qiaoyun handed the question to him.

"But daddy is not at home!" The little fat man said with a bit of loss.

"Then you can call your father first and ask him when he will be back, and then invite the children to the house!" Lin Qiaoyun said.

The little fat man immediately asked his mother for a phone call.

"I have dinner now, and when we go home, we will call Dad, OK?" Lin Qiaoyun rubbed his fat son's face.

"Brother Xiao Du, let you eat this ball, don't be sad!" The little guy cried when he saw his brother.

The mood also became bad, and I felt that I shouldn't have quarreled with my little brother. He is a good friend of my own. How can a good friend quarrel, so he gave the last fish ball to Du Tianhao.

"You see how sensible my sister is, don't thank my sister yet." Lin Qiaoyun took the opportunity to say.

"Thank you sister." The little fat man finally burst into laughter.

"You said, should we make an appointment and let the little guys get together after a while, after all, there are few children in this community. It is fate to live together and go to school." Lin Qiaoyun stood up straight and suggested.

"Hey, pay attention to this. I think that once a month is enough, everyone will take turns." Grandma Su Yuanyuan first agreed.

Immediately after Ning Yuting nodded in agreement, she was the most willing of all, because she hoped that her daughter could have more contact with children of the same age.

"That's fine, next time I will go to Du Tianhao's house. When his house has been there, I will go to my house. There is a Russian chef in my house. I will treat you to Russian food." Shan Tianyun said boldly and honestly.

The adults also agree. After all, they are not fools. If you can live here, the family conditions will certainly not be too bad. Not to mention what you can help in the future, but at least it doesn't hurt.

"Don't count me, let me tell you, I don't have anything to eat myself, and I have no hope of coming to my house!" Lu Shouyi raised his hand, not ashamed of all.

Everyone burst into laughter when they heard this, but didn't think Lu Shouyi couldn't afford it. Can people living in 6 buildings be poor?

One to ten buildings in the community are all large-sized, and the price of which one is not close to hundreds of millions, not to mention that the limited edition watch on his wrist is worth several million, looking at the hand he just raised.

The little guys are also very happy when they hear this. They can gather for a meal once a month. Just think about it.

However, someone opposed it. Zhang Long stood on the stool and raised his hands and said loudly, "I object, I don't want to!"

Lin Qiaoyun smiled and asked, "Why are you willing?"

Even his father Zhang Hu looked at him curiously, wondering why he was unwilling.

"Because my family's food is too unpalatable, especially my dad likes to eat boiled eggs in boiled water. I feel the smell of chicken shit now when I smell the eggs, and I want to vomit." Zhang Long did not hesitate to complain to his dad. .

Everyone laughed loudly when they heard the words. Zhang Hu himself was amused and laughed. He only knew that his son hated eggs, but he didn't expect to hate it to such an extent.

This is also to blame for him, because in order to take in more protein and cholesterol, he has to eat at least a dozen per day, so the most food in the family is boiled eggs. At the beginning, he also had nausea, but he spit out. got used to.