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"You didn't see ah Zhang's miserable appearance. How adored ah Jing was when he bought so many dishes."

As Zhang Qing wipes Guo Yi's hands and feet, he recalls yesterday's incident. He is almost laughing to death. Guo Yi sits on the head of the bed and looks at Zhang Qing with a gentle look.

"However, I also have a responsibility for ah Jing's ability. I've never been very proficient in this aspect. Ah Jing can wash and cook when she is very young. Everyone says that her daughter is precocious, diligent and considerate. In fact, it's not. The environment is forcing people. Ah Jing can do no less than girls. When she goes to the market to buy vegetables, it's fresh. Ah Jing can see that the fish is from the river It's in the river. Ah Jingli can tell the difference between them. All the fish I bought are half dead. The fish that ah Jing bought is still alive the next day.

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talking about these, Zhang Qing is sour and sweet. Those memories are really happy and sad.

Guo Yi knows what Zhang Qing thinks in his heart. He always feels that he is guilty. Guo Jingjing is in fact distressed. His father loves his children, and he feels that no amount of love is enough.

Guo Yi is slowly experiencing and learning this point. In fact, the disease is like a timely rain for him. He can still meet Zhang Qing in his lifetime and recognize his son. This period of time is a happiness that no pain on the human body can erase.

"Ah Qing..."

Guo Yi opened his mouth. His voice was vague and hoarse, but it was enough to surprise Zhang Qing. With tears in his eyes, Zhang Qing suddenly looked back at Guo Yi, threw the towel back into the washbasin, touched Guo Yi's face and choked: "you Can you talk? Do you have a sore throat? Don't worry. Take your time. The doctor also said that the later treatment is also very important. You still have to keep it now. "

"Ah Qing," Guo Xu held Zhang Qing's hand, no longer as weak as before. "I want to, accept, Jingdang, son.

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Guo Yi still has some difficulties in speaking, which can't exceed three words at a time, but Zhang Qing is still a little surprised by his words.

"Accept ah Jing as his son?"

Guo Yi nodded: "in this way, he and he Fanxing are together..."

Zhang Qing took his hand and interrupted him: "I see. You want to use your identity to give a Jing more protection, right?" Guo Yi nods with a smile. Although he can't speak before, he has no problem with his brain. Guo Zizhang has just met his father and son. If it's hard to talk to Zhang Qing, he will come to tell Guo Yi, which is caused by family affection.

Guo Zizhang tells Guo Yi that he Fanxing's intention to let Guo Jingjing come here is to fear that he's family will do harm to Guo Jingjing. Guo Yi has been thinking about this issue for the past two days. Even if he can protect Guo Jingjing for a while, the disparity in identity between Guo Jingjing and he Fanxing will still cause many problems between them.

Guo Jingjing does not have a backstage, which makes some people unscrupulous. After thinking about it, Guo Yi thinks that it is the best way to let Guo Jingjing be his adopted son. In this way, Guo Jingjing is openly included in his wings.

Zhang Qing was excited, but worried.

"Will your family agree? Jingjing is not Zizhang. Will they... "

"No Guo Yi shakes his head firmly and looks at Zhang Qing. He is no longer the one he was. He has his own position and ability. If a man can't protect his wife and children, what kind of man is he?

Zhang Qing understood the meaning of Guo Yi's eyes, wiped his tears and nodded: "OK, I know. I'll tell ah Jing about this. What about ah Zhang?"

"Recognize him." Guo Zizhang here is much simpler, his own son, of course, to recognize back.

"I hope so too. Ah Zhang has had a bad time these years. I don't want to see him continue to be wronged. However, will this have any negative impact on you and him? Once this is made public, what if someone asks about ah Zhang's life experience? " Of course, Zhang Qing hoped that Guo Zizhang could call Guo Yi's father honestly, but Guo Xu's identity was also a problem.

Guo Yi smiles: "can't, somebody, don't know good or bad."

Politics is not an entertainment circle. In this multimedia era, the performing arts circle is like a flashy world in a glass cover. People outside look at it more thoroughly than those inside. Politics is different. It is more like a crystal ball in a witch's hand. What you want to show you, what kind of scene will be presented, which makes you feel that you understand it very well.

Zhang Qing is worried that if Guo Zizhang is recognized, there will be bad public opinion. As for the so-called pressure of public opinion, you must first make him a topic. He Guo Yi recognizes his own son, but he can't be talked about by others.

There is a saying in the world that "those who can do more work". It's true that Guo Jingjing is the only one in this family who can cook except Guo Yi. Unfortunately, the former is a patient, and he can't even eat, let alone do it.

Guo Zizhang protested this time. He would do it, at least to make sure it was cooked. However, Guo Jingjing obviously did not have the idea of letting his family eat big pot dishes on New Year's Eve.

Yesterday just bought axe vegetables and vermicelli, chopped, add some minced meat, and then add thirteen times, salt, soy sauce, chili powder and other seasonings, stir it to become a very delicious dumpling filling.Guo Zizhang helped Guo Yi into his wheelchair. The family of four made dumplings around the tea table. The plastic wrap was thrown on the table and the wrapped dumplings were placed on it. When the pot was put down, he could take it down with a little force. There was no need to worry about tearing the skin.

"In fact, the dumpling skin is still rolled out of their own, sticky, taste good."

Zhang Qing has become very lively recently, and there are always a lot of topics. In winter, the whole family gather together and listen to him gently and softly. It is also a kind of early acceptance.

"Dad, what do you eat when you celebrate the new year with Jingjing? Do you want dumplings, too Guo Zizhang is also willing to accompany him.

"We don't eat this," Zhang Qing glanced at Guo Jingjing and went back to Guo Zizhang. "We drank old hen soup at noon on the 30th day of the lunar new year. We remember that one chicken we killed one year was still black skin. At that time, we didn't know black chicken, and the appearance of that chicken was no different from ordinary chicken. Ah Jing, right?"

"Well." Guo Jingjing answered, and his staff kept expecting Zhang Qing and Guo Zizhang to speed up one by one every minute. This afternoon, let alone chicken soup and dumplings, they all had to drink boiled water.

Zhang Qing doesn't mind his son's indifference, as long as he should, he is also happy.

"I thought the chicken was poisoned. My mother helped to tear open the belly, and even the bones were black. The whole family looked around and didn't dare to eat it. Later, my mother found out that the chicken was called black chicken, which was more nutritious than ordinary chicken. So the family stewed the chicken, one and a half, and who could not eat the bowl of the new year's Eve dinner, who washed it."

The Chinese New Year's Eve, eat a table of good food is happy, after busy watching the party, dishes and chopsticks become a problem, because at that time, no one is willing to wash.

"I'll do it this year." Guo Zizhang took the initiative to undertake the work. After all, he is the main labor force in this family.

"No, I'll do it this year. I'll do it." Zhang Qing is very happy, looking at Guo Zizhang's eyes are soft light.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Guo Yi suddenly felt that he was dreaming, because the picture was so beautiful, but he knew that it was all true and real. Therefore, he had to protect the peace and tranquility, and no one could disturb him.

After eating dumplings, Guo Jingjing was busy with the new year's Eve dinner. Guo Zizhang helped. Zhang Qing carried a plate of garlic and sat next to Guo Yi to peel off the garlic. While chatting with Guo Yi without a word, he did not let Guo Yi talk more. At most, he asked him to reply

"spare time"

"to kill a fish, you should first scrape off the scales and knives on its body and abdomen with the back of a knife Tilt the mouth, buckle the gills, cut the fish near the fish belly, and then take out the fish viscera. Be careful not to scratch the gall. If you break the gall, the fish will be bitter, and how much water can't be washed out

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there must be fish on the dinner table for the new year's Eve, which means there is more than one year. This is Zhang's religion. Guo Jingjing has been influenced by fish since childhood, and the fish has naturally become his family's dining table Therefore, Guo Jingjing bought two crucian carp, two or one, which was not small. At the moment, he was making egg dumplings. He couldn't separate himself. The responsibility of killing fish naturally came to Guo Zizhang's hands.

"Yes, I'll pay attention."

Guo Zizhang made a comparison with a kitchen knife, followed the method that Guo Jingjing had taught him. The fish almost jumped out of the pool, and the fish tail threw Guo Zizhang's face.

"Buckle the gills and dig your fingers in. Don't let it move."

"Oh, good!"

"Don't cut it. You have to cut it. Cut it in."

Guo Jingjing is busy with the work in his hand, while staring at Guo Zizhang, frowning at Guo Zizhang's thrilling killing fish.

"Is that so?"

Fortunately, Guo Zizhang is not Zhang Qing. If you remind him, he will know how to do it.

"Well, that's it. Be careful. The fish is smaller. Be careful. Don't break it."

"Good, good."

Guo Zizhang was inexplicably raised, and his movements became very careful and gentle. Guo Jingjing glanced at his hands. His fingers were beautiful and long, but unfortunately, they were weak in the outside.

Guo Zizhang was also very depressed. At the moment, he only felt that it was much more difficult to kill fish than to kill people!

It's easy to deal with the two crucian carp. Guo Zizhang vomites a long breath. Seeing that his forehead is sweating, Guo Jingjing can't help laughing.

"Wash your hands with hand sanitizer to get rid of the fishy smell and sweat."

Guo Zizhang shrugged and looked bitter gourd. Guo Jingjing was amused to laugh.

Guo Zizhang had just finished washing his hands. His mobile phone rang. He wiped his hands and took them out to have a look. He regained his rightness. He looked up and said to Guo Jingjing, "it's Yangquan."

Guo Jingjing pursed her lips, and Guo Zizhang answered the phone.

"Hello, Yang Quan?"

"It's me, Zizhang. I'm home. Shit! I really flattered him. He bought all my tickets and packed me on the plane back to Singapore. When my mobile phone was given to me, there was no electricity at all. I just got home, and immediately plugged in the power and called you,

you don't know, these days can suffocate me to death, I have never... "

"Say the point." If at ordinary times, Guo Zizhang can't turn on his hands-free and leave his cell phone on the side. What should he do? But today is different. Guo Jingjing is still waiting."Ah? Oh, yes, I almost forgot. Is Jingjing there? Let me tell him a few words. He must be very anxious. "

Guo Zizhang gave the mobile phone to Guo Jingjing. Guo Jingjing took it with both hands, and said a word: "hello..."

"Jingjing? I'm Yang Quan. Don't worry. Brahma is all right. Yesterday morning, his grandfather took him home. The family doctor worked for 24 hours. It's estimated that he will get out of bed soon. When he has solved the problems at home, he will go to Shanghai to find you. Jingjing, you believe him. The ability of Brahma is not only what you see. Even if you leave the he family, you can still get through That's very good. Anyway, his grandfather is so terrible. If you two really left, I think it's better. In that big family, there are rules and regulations, which are annoying. "

Guo Jingjing thought that he had a lot of things to ask Yang Quan, but when he got to his hand, Yang Quan babbled on. On the contrary, he could not ask anything. He just pursed his lips. Even though he heard Yang Quan saying that people were all right, his expression was still a little dignified.

Sure enough, he still wanted to see Hefan's shop very much. He was very happy. No matter what others said, he still wanted to witness it with his own eyes.

However, he knew that he couldn't say it. It was too willful, and he would worry about it. He promised that he could not act impulsively in the future.

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