Chapter 120

"Thanksgiving school will organize parents' open day visit." "At the request of the school, every class should prepare an activity to meet the theme of Thanksgiving," elanyou said, looking at the materials Bai Yiming had prepared for her

"Or give your parents a hug?" It was suggested that they had such activities in middle school before, that is, to give parents a hug.

"Would it be a little easier?" Someone immediately questioned, "do you want to draw a picture of your parents?"

"No, I draw with my hands broken." This opinion was also rejected: "besides, the painted head looks like a relic. It's still impressionist, not good."

"The drama? Singing and reciting. " Another suggested.

"It's so common. It seems that all activities are like this." The idea was rejected again.

"Why don't we all join hands to make a table for our parents?" I don't know who suddenly suggested.

"This one is quite new, it should be OK." Someone echoed, "that's it!"

"But can the school be willing to use Kitchenware and fire?" There are also hesitations. Although the proposal is good, I feel that it is unlikely to pass.

"Let's talk to the school then." Elan nodded her head thoughtfully, and she thought the proposal should work.

"Good." Everyone is eager to try. It seems quite interesting.

"Deputy Wang, have you made the class meeting record?" Ilan you looks at Wang Hongfei in the first row.

"Done." Wang Hongfei nodded and stopped writing.

"Then today's class meeting will be here. Everyone starts to study by themselves. After a while, they will be on duty and others will be off school." when it comes to this, ilanyou also gets off the platform and returns to his seat.

After that, class B of senior one began to have self-study class. We read books and did homework.

When the school bell rang, everyone packed their bags and said goodbye to each other and left the classroom.

Sitting in the private car, ilanyou put her head on the seat, took a deep breath and closed her eyes. There are so many things happening today.

"What's the matter, miss? Is it uncomfortable? " The driver is old enough to look at ilanyou from the rearview mirror.

"Nothing." Ilanyou shook his head and closed his eyes. "I'm just a little tired."

"Elder lady, learning is important, but we should also pay attention to our health." Uncle Yu cares.

"Yes." Elan you answered and went to sleep.

“……” Lao Yu glanced at the rearview mirror and shook his head. It's not easy for the students now.

Back to yizhai, yilanyou said that she went back to her room without supper. Now she feels very tired and wants to have a good sleep. After taking a hot bath and putting on her pajamas, she fell asleep under the covers. She hasn't felt so tired for a long time.

I don't know how long I've been sleeping. When I woke up, she rubbed her eyes and some bulging temples. She got up and walked out of the door. It should be early in the morning. It was dark outside. The night light in the corridor was very quiet. Elan walked down the corridor to the stairs and found that the light in the dining room was still on.

"Who will be in the restaurant so late?" Ilanyou frowned and went down the stairs.

Step by step downstairs, the figure of the dining room is also reflected from the shadow on the wall to the body shape, which is reflected in the eyes of Ilan you. The heart that was a little suspended was also put down: "Dad, are you still sleeping?"

"Yes?" Ihorn looked up. "Lanyou? You didn't sleep, either

"Well Yes. " Yilanyou answered, but didn't say that he just woke up. "What are you doing, dad?"

"Hungry, get something to eat." "Are you hungry, too?" ehun asked

"A little." Ilan you just wanted to go downstairs and drink some water, but now she is really hungry.

"Then you can come here and taste my father's skill." Ihorn kept busy: "I'll have it in ten minutes."

"Good." Ilanyou opened the table and sat down.

After ten minutes or so, ehorn brought two fried rice, two kinds of dishes and tableware to the table: "come and have a taste."

"Good." Yilanyou picked up the white porcelain spoon and scooped up a spoon of fried rice and put it into his mouth: "it's very hot."

"Be careful." Ihorn was a little worried: "it must be hot just now. How about it? Did you get a burn? "

"It's OK. It's delicious." Yilanyou covered his mouth and smiled. He wanted to stir fry the rice. The cucumber and carrot were good to lock in the original water content of the vegetables. The aroma of the egg flower was also free. The green onion just brought up the fresh taste.

"Just like it." Ihorn smiled, and his eyes were proud of being praised by his daughter.

Ilan you is eating fried rice while watching Ilan. Ilan has given her too many surprises. Now Ilan is like a father.

"Why are you staring at me all the time?" "Yihaoen asked to meet yilanyou's eyes."I didn't expect dad to cook." Yilanyou said with a smile. "Yishi is a food enterprise. Your uncle and I have been learning cooking from your grandfather since childhood. Your uncle is more talented than me." Speaking of this, ehern lost his eyes: "your grandfather put more energy into him, and now I take over Ehrlich's Z In the city's business, your uncle is learning to cook with the chef Xian. Now he has a great reputation in the world. " "Oh." Ilan you nodded. Ilan you didn't have any impression about this uncle, Ilan you, but I saw it on the cover of the food magazine. Ilan er's proud brother, Yi Chengzhi, also followed Ilan to the kitchen door. At Z In China's food industry, the four chef gods and twelve kitchen immortals have an unshakable position. They seldom accept disciples. Once they accept disciples, they must be left as a successor in the mantle and treat each other sincerely. To be recognized by the kitchen god is no less than to be Z China's food industry has established itself, and its position is far higher than that of other chefs. "Enough?" Yihaoen looked at yilanyou and said, "I'll fry another one for you if it's not enough." "Enough." Ilan you nodded: "Dad, are you hungry in the middle of the night to open a small stove?" "No, I just came back." Ihorn shook his head. "I've been busy today, and I forgot to work overtime." "Dad is so hard." Ilan you sighed. "Don't read too late on weekdays." "Learning is not as important as your body," says ihorn "Yes." Yilanyou nodded and ate the last bite of fried rice: "Dad, I'm full." "Well, then go back to rest." Ihorn nodded. "Good." Ilanyou gets up and leaves. Looking at ilanyou's back, ilanyou thinks about finding a tutor for his daughter, which should also be put on the agenda.