"Jinbao, my mother suddenly remembered that she was angry recently. Otherwise, I'd better give it to your father. He's not afraid!" Zhao Xiangyun said while winking at Jiang Weimin.
Jiang Weimin nodded with a smile, "yes, Dad, come to eat!"
Jiang Weimin doesn't dislike his son. Even if he has saliva, it doesn't matter. He should have been kissed by his son.
"No, mom, you lied to the child! You just don't like me. " Jinbao is so angry that she is about to stamp her feet.
Zhao Xiangyun is really cheating on children.
But it's embarrassing to be told face to face.
"Jinbao, you can't be so eccentric. I think you only like your mother and don't like your father. Otherwise, why do you only give me one delicious food?" Zhao Xiangyun uses his mace.
Who knows, as soon as her voice fell, Jinbao's hand reached into the basin of Litchi on the table, gnawed, and then another half of the litchi with saliva appeared in the sticky palm.
"Here you are, Dad!"
Obviously, Jinbao is not easy to fool.
Obviously, Zhao Xiangyun is going to eat people's saliva.
Because Jiang Weimin has eaten the litchi that Jinbao has nibbled temporarily.
After Jiang Weimin is done, Jinbao looks at Zhao Xiangyun with a happy face. It seems that he is showing off to her how great he has done.
Zhao Xiangyun feels in a dilemma and digs a big hole for himself!
Zhao Xiangyun can't refuse Jinbao so many times.
Just as she reached out to eat the litchi chewed by Jinbao, Lin Lijun took the litchi chewed by Zhao Xiangyun first and said, "Jinbao, my aunt likes to eat litchi, especially you peel it, so you give it to me."
Jinbao watched his carefully prepared litchi snatched by others.
If it wasn't for Lin Lijun, he would have wailed.
At this moment, he was in a bad mood, a little cry, "Mom, you like to eat, I peel the litchi, aunt Dad took away."
"Oh, what should I do? I also said that I would like to eat the litchi peeled by Jinbao himself! How to say no, no? But since your father-in-law likes to eat, we can't compete with others, can we? Let's do it like this. Who wants him to be his father-in-law
Zhao Xiangyun, with his poor acting skills, profoundly explained what it means to get cheap and sell well.
Jinbao: "Mom, do you still want to eat? I'll peel another one for you. "
Zhao Xiangyun
At this moment, Zhao Xiangyun knew what social death was and what it meant that if he didn't do it, he would not die.
A few people watching the scene were already convulsed with laughter.
Even father Jiang, who was so steady, couldn't help laughing and almost got angry.
Perhaps the laughter in the living room was too loud. Xu Hui ran out with a spatula and said, "what are you laughing at? What's so funny? Say it to me! "
"Mom, it's... Hahaha... It's... Hahaha..." as soon as dani'er opened her mouth, she couldn't say a complete word.
Xu Hui is curious.
Her eyes turned. She pointed to Zhao Xiangyun who didn't smile. "Xiangyun, there are too many kitchen jobs. Please do me a favor!"
As soon as his voice fell, Zhao Xiangyun ran like a runaway wild horse.
When Jinbao reacts, the kitchen doors are closed.
He tilted his head and sighed heavily.
His age, coupled with this regretful expression, people who could not stop laughing were laughing louder now.
In the kitchen, Xu Hui took Zhao Xiangyun's hand, "Xiangyun, what happened just now? Why do they all laugh like this? "
Expectant mother-in-law asked, Zhao Xiangyun is also embarrassed, hiding.
To tell the truth, Xu Hui is also laughing, almost unable to take the frying pan.
Zhao Xiangyun accepted the spatula and helped her continue to prepare dinner.
Maybe it's to avoid Jinbao. In a word, Zhao Xiangyun hasn't been out since then.
When the dinner was finally ready, Xu Hui called for a meal.
A large table of dishes, the whole with the Chinese new year, very busy.
Maotai liquor with white porcelain bottles and three wine glasses are on the table.
Jiang Fu, Jiang Weimin and Lin Lijun are all full of cups.
Women and children, including Zhao Xiangyun, drink soda and coke.
Or simply drink warm boiled pickled litchi. Of course, this is Fubao. He is the youngest. He should drink less soda and coke.
Jiang's father was the first to raise his glass. "We father and son haven't been drinking together for a long time. Today we have the same goal. Don't get drunk or come back!"
"Dad, are you going to teach tomorrow?" Big Ni son casually asked a sentence.
"I've changed classes with others, but I won't go to class tomorrow!" Father Jiang.
Zhao Xiangyun, Xu Hui and dani'er gave him a thumbs up.
Good guy, in order to drink, I put down my work. This is not Jiang Fu's style.
A few children, also don't know adult's idea, see adult thumbs up, also follow.
Jinbao also said in a loud voice: "I'm the best!"
As soon as Zhao Xiangyun heard what he said, he wanted to laugh.
I don't know whether the comedian market is good or not. Zhao Xiangyun wants to send people to play skits, which will harm his family every day.
"Weimin, if you have nothing to do, you often come back. It's in the same place. It's as if you're thousands of miles away!"
After a glass of wine, Jiang's father opened his mouth.
"Dad, I'm busy. I don't have time to bring the kids here." Zhao Xiangyun is in a hurry.
"Don't protect him, this boy. He's been like this since he was a child!" Father Jiang.
"Since childhood? Like me? " Jinbao pointed to himself.
"Your father, when he was a child, was not like you! He doesn't like to talk. " Jiang's father fell into memory.
As a child, Jiang Weimin was silent and could not say a few words a day.
In addition, at that time, they put all their thoughts on Jiang Qiuyue's daughter.
The son is free range.
"Not talking all day?" Jinbao asked curiously.
Nuanbao, Jiaojiao and Xiangyang all look at Jiang Fu curiously.
"No! But now it's better. Your father talks more than before. " Jiang's father looks at Jiang Weimin with a smile.
Jinbao is a villain, "I know, father and mother talk the most, one night, I got up, just heard them two are still talking."
Zhao Xiangyun's eyes were instantly staring at the boss, "Jinbao, when did you get up at night? Why don't I know? "
"You don't know much!" Jinbao looks proud.
He also heard his father say that he likes his mother.
Zhao Xiangyun is about to die of shame. He doesn't know what he heard.
Looking at Jiang Weimin again, he is very calm.
Not embarrassed at all, Zhao Xiangyun kicked Jiang Weimin under the table.
Jiang Weimin's idea makes sense.
It is impossible for him to erase the traces of his life and Zhao Xiangyun's, so some things can't be avoided.
Fortunately, they were only heard.