My dad's life

The little guy said he was helping, but in fact, it’s not bad if he didn’t help.

At the speed that she can pick it up and play, if she really cleans it up, it won't be done until dark.

Fortunately, the two young men Zhang Yishan and Liu Haoran were very good, and they soon finished cleaning up.

But the little guy thinks this is all her credit, because she also helped!

"Uncle, am I very good?" The little guy was stuck in his waist, but it was broken.

"It's very powerful, but you want to call my brother." Zhang Yishan teased her.

"Brother?" The little guy squinted at him.

"What is your look, don't I look like a brother?" Zhang Yishan called.

The little guy shook his head, "You are very old, you look like a strange uncle."

"He is the brother." She pointed to Liu Haoran.

Liu Haoran is indeed the youngest here, and looks very young.

"Ah, I'm so sad to hear you say this." Zhang Yishan said, clutching his chest.

"It's uncle." The little guy didn't forget to correct him.

Liu Haoran, who had been taciturn, couldn't help but laugh.

"Why are you laughing? Hurry up and help lift the corn under the eaves." Zhang Yishan said angrily.

Liu Haoran suffocated a smile, and the two lifted up the sack of corn together.

"Huh?" The two did not lift up for the first time.

"Have a little effort, one two three." Zhang Yishan shouted a slogan.

Then the two of them worked hard together, their faces flushed, and then they lifted the corn under the eaves, panting for breath, but there were still a few sacks.

"You see, you are young, you don't usually exercise, and you don't have any strength at all." Sun Honglei walked over, downplaying authentically.

Then he grabbed a sack and wanted to pick it up, and then almost flashed his waist.

"The accident is purely an accident. I didn't expect it to be quite heavy." Sun Honglei smiled awkwardly.

Then he picked up a sack with both hands and walked to the corner of the wall tremblingly.

Then he pretended to pat the dust that didn't exist on his body.

Zhang Yishan and Liu Haoran couldn't laugh.

"You are not good, my father must have picked it up all at once." The little guy mocked them collectively.

"Really? Your father is so good, I don't believe it." Sun Honglei teased her deliberately.

The little guy heard the words and immediately turned around and shouted: "Dad, I have installed corn, you can help me take it away."

Fang Yuan was chopping minced pork on the cutting board, and didn't think much about it.

Putting down the knife, he walked over and said, "I packed up so soon, you must have helped a lot, right?"

"Well, um, of course, you remember to blow me popcorn at night." The little guy will not forget.

"I see, I'll fry you after you have eaten." Fang Yuan grabbed two bags of corn with one hand.

Sun Honglei, Zhang Yishan, and Liu Haoran deliberately didn't remind them, they were ready to wait to see the joke.

"However, kids with popcorn can't eat more. If they eat too much, they will get angry."

Seeing Fang Yuan, one in each hand, as if carrying two bags of cotton, he easily carried two bags of corn under the eaves.

During this process, she was talking to her daughter.

The three of them were speechless.

When he carried all the corn under the eaves, Fang Yuan turned around and continued to chop the meat moo. The little guy ignored the three of them and said, "Well, um, I eat a little less."

But when he left, he stuck out his tongue and made faces at the three of them.

"Ah, I was ridiculed by a kid." Sun Honglei covered his face.

"Is your bag really full of corn?" He unbelievingly picked up the corn bag that had just been put down.

It was still so heavy, still almost flashing his waist.

The little guy following Dad suddenly sniffed.

"Hey, the smell of ducks and ducks." The little guy said in surprise.

It turned out that the roast duck in the oven had begun to scent around.

"Yeah, didn't you say that you want to eat roast duck? We will eat roast duck tonight." Fang Yuan pointed to the round roasting stove.

"Oh, eat ducks and ducks." The little guy cheered, then ran over, squatting on the edge of the oven to guard.

Fang Yuan hurriedly pulled her away, "Someone is dead next to him, can't you look further away?"

"Then you can't steal it." The little guy looked at him and said.

"I see, do you think everyone is as delicious as you?" Fang Yuan gave her a white look.

"Huh, grandpa said, eating is a child... is the most important thing for people." The little guy said confidently.

When she said this, not only Huang Lei, who was in the pancake, smiled, but He Jiong and Hu Ge, who were sitting in the shed, both laughed at it.

Because they remembered the words that Fang said when they started up the stove, "Eating is the most important thing for mankind, so it's not sloppy."

Now listening to what the little guy meant, her grandfather said the same thing.

Worthy of being three generations.

Tong Liya and others, who didn't know the reason, were a little baffling instead.

"Little baby, there are goats here, do you want to go and see with me?" Tong Liya beckoned to her and asked.

"Huh? Sheep? Does it bleat?" The little guy was very curious when she heard this. She hadn't seen a goat yet.

However, in picture books, as well as on TV, for example, in "Dora the Explorer", the role of goat often appears.

So the three of them took the little guy to see the goats.

Fang Yuan continued to cook his dishes. He chopped the meat into minced meat, partly made the minced pork and garlic roasted eggplant, and partly made winter melon meatball soup.

In addition, there are home-cooked dishes such as eggs, green peppers, Qian Zhang roast pork, potato shreds and so on.

Basically, the ingredients that can be used in the mushroom house are used.

In this way, there are more than a dozen dishes.

And the speed is very fast.

Watching Fangyuan's knife light, the movements were clean and neat, and the hot dishes were put on the plate.

Although everyone didn't taste it, no one doubted Fangyuan's professionalism in cooking anymore.

"Teacher Huang, it seems that you chef is going to be unemployed." He Jiong sighed beside him.

"I'm willing to be unemployed. Who wouldn't want to just eat or not burn? No, it's so fragrant, can we start eating?" Huang Lei said in the last sentence.

"Yes, I have the last fried sweet potato vine, which will be ready soon." Fang Yuan replied casually.

"But can this thing be eaten?" He Jiong questioned beside him.

"Of course I can eat it, let me tell you, I used to eat it when I was a child, and it tasted pretty good." Huang Bo said from the side.

This sweet potato vine was brought back to feed the goat Diandian and Tianba.

Fang Yuan asked them to pick it up when they saw it, and it counted as a dish in the evening.

"In this case, let's have dinner, Xiao Hu, come and get the tableware with me." Huang Lei greeted Hu Ge.

When the bowls and chopsticks are set, the fried sweet potato vines in the square circle are also ready. The emerald green sweet potato vines look pleasing to the eye.

He Jiong couldn't help but tasted it with chopsticks first, and found that it was refreshing and crisp, and the taste was unexpectedly good.

"It's dinner." Fang Yuan called out loudly.

"Oh, oh, dinner, dinner." Fang Yuan's words fell short when he heard the little guy outside the courtyard yelling and running in.

Put your hands back, bow your head and rush forward, really like a little rabbit, running up and whizzing.

Fortunately, Hou Hui Ruoqi's long legs were there, so he caught up in three or two steps and held her to prevent her from falling.

"Slow down, be careful of falling." Fang Yuan said as she ran in.

"Dad, is the duck ready? Can I eat it?" the little guy asked hurriedly.

"It should be done, you go sit down first." Fang Yuan said.

"Good." The little guy is obediently obedient this time.

"Wow, it smells good." Fang Yuan opened the oven lid, and Huang Lei leaned forward with his plate.

"Of course, professional." Fang Yuan took both roast ducks out of the oven, and then turned off the fire.

"The color is golden, the fragrance is tangy, not bad, not bad." He Jiong also came to help.

"Put it on the cutting board, I'll take a piece of skin." Fang Yuan said.

"Do you still have this? Or let's just cut it into pieces and eat it like this. I think it must taste good too." Huang Lei said.

"Well, it's all at this point. Naturally, we will do our best."

Fang Yuan said, picked up the knife, brushed it, and then wiped it with his hand. The skin, flesh, and bone were completely separated, and Huang Lei stopped talking.

"You said that you have such a high IQ, you can do high-tech, and you can go to the kitchen. I feel like you can do everything. How can we live?" He Jiong joked beside him.

"How can it be so exaggerated, everyone has their own way of living, by the way, I won't braise this duck bone, just eat it like this," Fang Yuan said.

"Don't bother, it's pretty good," Huang Lei said.

"Okay, let's have dinner." The three of them brought up the sliced ​​roast duck.

The little guy is not welcome, and has already started to eat, Tong Liya and Ni Ni kept adding vegetables to her bowl.

"Okay, we officially start eating." Huang Lei greeted, and everyone started to move their chopsticks.

"Eat less meat and more vegetables."

Fang Yuan said this on his mouth, but first held a roast duck in the dough and handed it to the little guy's mouth.

"Tonight is so rich, this is the most rich one since "Longing for Life" started, right?" He Jiong said while eating.

"Actually, I can do it, but it's not as fast as Xiaofang." Huang Lei tried to save a bit of face.

"It's not delicious." He Jiong smiled.

"When I make it next issue, don't eat it." Huang Lei said.

"Actually, you did quite well." He Jiong decisively admitted.

Everyone talked and laughed, especially the roast duck was very popular. It was tender on the outside and melted in the mouth.

Wrap a little cucumber and dip it with a little round sauce, which is incredibly delicious.

Even the little guy who has always talked about tuberculosis stopped talking and just immersed himself in eating.

"It's delicious, a bit like Quanjude's roast duck." Sun Honglei said.

"My approach is similar to Siji Minfu. It's not as fatty and crispy as Quanjude." Fang Yuan said next to him.

"Mr. Fang, can you still use this oven? Can you bake a few more?" an assistant director came up and asked.

It turned out that they couldn't stand the smell of roast duck and couldn't help but come forward to ask.

"Of course you can. Just start the fire." Fang Yuan is ready to stand up and help.

"No, no, we two ducks. You asked for a hundred catties of sweet potatoes in a daze. You can eat them if you want, and you have to change them. This is fair." Huang Lei shouted immediately.

"Yes, yes, how can I eat for nothing!" Zhang Yishan immediately helped out.

Because he did most of the work of digging sweet potatoes in the afternoon, so he was angry.

In the end, Huang Lei bargained with the director and demanded a lot of benefits.

Two roast ducks seem to be a lot, but there are more than ten of them, and none of them eat much.

Of course the little guy who eats the most is the little guy, because she is the only one who can let go.

But fortunately, there are other dishes, where Fangyuan’s craftsmanship is, everyone who has this meal will support it.

Zhang Yishan and Liu Haoran, the two youngest, were sent to wash the dishes.

Ni Ni and Hui Ruoqi felt sad, and went to help.

Tong Liya makes tea for everyone to digest.

The little guy lay in his father's arms and asked him to help rub his belly.

Just like that, she still missed her popcorn.

Everyone gathered around to chat and talk.

Fangyuan came here from the afternoon today and has been busy until the evening, and everyone really didn't chat much.