My dad's life

Because several apprentices from Du Yutang helped and five people worked together, the speed was not slow.

Besides, except for Fangyuan, everyone else is professional. Even if there are dozens of people coming today, it is really not a problem for them. They orderly put the recipes prepared by Du Yutang to the table.

There are too many people today, and there are several tables, one for the elderly, one for the young, and another for the children.

The little guy holds a spoon in one hand and a fork in the other, Doudou on the right, Yaoyao on the left, and sister Xiaoshan on the opposite. She is like a small mountain eagle, waiting for her father to serve them.

Why is it a spoon and fork? It is because for the little guy, she is still more proficient in using spoon and fork than chopsticks. After all, she has used spoon and fork more since she was born.

It just so happens that Du Yutang's family has a lot of tableware, chopsticks, spoons and forks are taken out and let them choose directly.

The little guy naturally took the most comfortable one. After all, he was about to eat beef. The most convenient way to eat beef is with a fork. She is absolutely accurate. She is a smart baby.

Sure enough, the first thing Fangyuan served them was beef.

The beef was fried by Du Yutang with a round sauce on the top. For the convenience of the children, we even cut it up with a knife for them.

So as soon as he came up, the little guy first went up with a fork, which was accurate and ruthless, but he was proud of her.

"Ah woo" was squeezed into my own mouth, the speed was so fast, no one besides Du Tianhao could catch up with her.

"You are not afraid of being hot."

"Don't be afraid, I tried it."

The little guy is not stupid. Before stuffing it into her little mouth, she gently touched the cut face with her little lips. It was not hot, so she took a bite.

This is her experience.

The little guys have a veal steak per person, and the grown-ups will not be treated like this.

They are all served as a plate.

Du Tianhao finally tasted the flavor of Fangyuan's dishes.

He finally understood why his son would say that the meatballs made by Uncle Fang were better than his.

Because Fangyuan's combination of various condiments is simply a master.

It makes people eat it, and it feels just right. If you use one word to describe it, it is balance.

It is neither salty nor light, nor sweet or spicy. In fact, this kind of dish can be said to have no characteristics of its own, but it is very comfortable to eat in the mouth.

Everyone who ate this meal was very happy. The dishes of the two chefs can be said to be unique.

Du Yutang's dishes are extremely delicious, and it gives a strong taste in the mouth.

But this kind of sensory stimulation can easily produce a greasy taste.

Fangyuan’s dishes are very plain, but they give people a just right feeling, very comfortable.

I eat a lot without knowing it.

So when the meal was finished, all the dishes cooked in Fangyuan were liquidated, and the rest

They were all made by Du Yutang.

Everyone is a bit supportive, not to mention the little ones.

One by one lay stumblingly on the sofa, touching their belly to digest.

The adults were not in a hurry to go back, plus everyone had a drink, and they were a little lazy.

So sitting together drinking tea and chatting, it was also very pleasant.

The little guys rested for a while, then couldn't sit still, and started jumping up and down again.

Fang Yuan always felt that the little guy had a lot of toys, but today he realized that he was really just less knowledgeable.

Because Du Tianhao likes cars, Lin Qiaoyun specially made a room for him to put all kinds of cars.

There are toys, models, electric machines, and clockwork.

He even has a collection of commemorative models issued by major automakers.

Like opening an exhibition, the little guys walked down the corridor on the second floor to the stairs, then downstairs, and lined up all the cars.

It is really jaw-dropping to see, and there are many fine products among them, which are all of great value when they are sold.

The little guys don't care about these, as long as they are fun and interesting.

They divided the cars into several teams, fought each other and slammed into each other, and they had fun.

Everyone had been playing at Du's house until the sun was going down, and then they went back to their respective houses.

But today everyone is very happy, especially the father and mother Fang.

Because both of them won money playing mahjong, not much, only a few hundred dollars.

But it made them happy all afternoon.

"Dad, next time we will go to Brother Du Tianhao's house for dinner." On the way back, the little guy was still unsure.

Fang Yuan glanced at the bag she was carrying.

This was given to her by Lin Qiaoyun when she was leaving the house, and it was the only one she took with her after eating.

However, the other children are not without gain. Du Tianhao alone gave them a car, which was so generous and let them choose by themselves.

But if a few girls don't like it, the boys are happier.

"If you go to Du Tianhao's house for dinner every day, sooner or later you will become like Brother Du Tianhao." Fang Yuan squinted at her and said.

"No way." The little guy said so, but his tone was already a little worried.

Fang Yuan hadn't spoken yet, and the Ai Cai next to him said: "I think it will definitely happen. You see, Du Tianhao's family is fat, so you will get fat too."

"Ha, then you will become a little fat girl sister." He Zihao said with a smile beside him.

He is also very happy today, not because there are so many children playing together today.

But today not only did he eat a lot of delicious food, but he also received a face of remote control electric cars, which he particularly liked.

"Bad brother, you are the fat brother." The little guy was very angry when he heard this.

"It doesn't matter, you are still very cute when you become a little fat girl." He Zihao said with a smile.

The adult next to him glanced at the child unexpectedly, really capable of talking.

The little guy was also very happy to hear his brother say this.

But Doudou whispered next to him: "Although cute, it's still fat."

"Uh……"

The little guy felt unacceptable when he thought of becoming like Du Tianhao's round appearance.

She is a beautiful little princess, how can she become a big fat man, isn't that a fat princess?

There is no big fat princess in the cartoon.

"Then I still don't want to go." The little guy said with a lingering fear.

"In this case, share the snacks in your hand with everyone," Fang Yuan said, taking a look at the bag in her hand.

"No." The little guy hurriedly hid in his arms.

"Aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"

The little guy was stunned when he heard the words, and then thought for a while and said, "No, I will only grow taller after eating."

"Who told you?"

"Grandpa said."

"Hey, when did I say it?" Father Fang, who had been listening to him, asked in surprise.

"Grandpa said that if you eat more meals and more vegetables, you will grow taller." The little guy said seriously.

"But you are neither rice nor vegetable?"

"Why not, look, these are meat, meat is vegetables, we still eat at noon today." Hearing this, the little guy opened the bag excitedly and explained to Fang Yuan.

Inside the bag are all beef and pork shops.

"Uh……"

Fang Yuan didn't know how to explain to her.

So the other party's father said: "You can explain to her."

Father Fang stared his eyes and said, "You don't care about your own daughter, and let me take care of it. Are you a human?"

After speaking, he walked straight forward, because he didn't know how to explain.

Fangyuan: -_-||

Everyone pursed their lips and laughed.

PS: Today is just one chapter. Sorry, I feel so uncomfortable with a cold.

Unknowingly, it is already two million words. I say that I am slow to update. According to my conscience, it is indeed a bit, but I am persistent.

After such a long time, it seems that there has been no interruption. My daughter is ill, she is ill, going out, etc., no matter what, she will take time to update.

I used to think about writing novels to get rid of the hard work of going to work. After I really wrote the novels, I realized that it was harder than going to work. It was open all year round, and because I didn’t make money, I had fewer classes. So I gained twice as much hard work.