Bringing the baby back to China, the cold CEO becomes a fishing husband

Li Yin almost laughed out loud at Xiang Ma's exaggerated description, and stood up to help in the kitchen.

"Mom, I'll help you carry it."

Mother Xiang said quickly,

"No, no, please sit down first. I'll bring this out. It's not ready yet." Then he turned around and pointed at the things on the coffee table, and said to them with a smile,

"Eat something first, Mr. Xiang will have to wait for a while."

Li Ma responded with a smile,

"No hurry, it's still early, Sister Tian, ​​how about I go and help you?"

As she was about to stand up, Tian Mingfang quickly shook her head and waved her hand for Li Ma to sit down.

"Today, Sister Yazhu, you will be in charge of eating. Come and taste the cooking of Lao Xiang and I." After saying that, he turned around and went back to the kitchen to busy himself.

Xiang Sixia was still immersed in the topic just now. She touched her waist and felt that it seemed to be a little thicker, not knowing whether it was a psychological effect. So she couldn't help but sigh,

"I feel like I've gained weight recently."

Ji Liang said that he would launch new dishes in winter and had been researching new dishes recently. Every time he finished researching, he would ask her to taste them. Ji Liang's cooking skills were very good, and eating was one of her hobbies, so she couldn't help herself every time.

The three little ones were sitting on the floor in the living room playing with building blocks. Xingxing heard them and ran to his brother Xiang Jianyang to get a blue building block, and did not forget to seriously echo his aunt,

“I think I’ve gained weight, too.”

A little kid who was just in kindergarten said seriously that he had gained weight, and his tone of voice was distressed, which made all the adults present laugh.

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Guan Hong and her husband Zhuang Yuanqing were washing vegetables in the kitchen. Hearing laughter coming from next door, she couldn't help but look over.

The right wall of her kitchen also has a large window. The original owner wanted good lighting, but now it is convenient for her. The curtains in the living room are not drawn, so she can see the scene in the living room next door.

Occasionally, you can still see the figure of the girl named Yinyin, or distinguish the voices of Li Guanhua and Yinyin from the conversation and laughter of the crowd.

"what happened?"

Zhuang Yuanqing glanced at his wife next door several times. He also glanced at her but he couldn't see anything.

He was holding a kitchen knife at the moment, planning to cut the tofu into cubes of similar size to make a dish of fried tofu. He could make a simple dish, but he couldn't make anything more difficult.

Guan Hong came back to her senses, shook her head, and responded calmly,

"nothing."

Although Lao Zhuang knew her situation, nothing was certain now, so it was better not to talk about it for now.

Guan Hong brought the winter melon. She peeled it first, dug out the seeds and the rotten sac in the middle, cut the winter melon into cubes about three centimeters long and two centimeters wide, and then cut dense horizontal and vertical cuts about one centimeter deep in the tender parts.

She forced herself to concentrate and not think about anything else.

Heat the pan, add a little oil, then add the minced meat and stir-fry. The fat will soon be released from the meat. Then add the onions, stir-fry for a few times, and then add the winter melon pieces that have been soaked in water.

What should she do and how should she investigate so as not to hurt Yinyin and the others? If Yinyin is not her daughter, but her actions make everyone unhappy, how will she live with herself in the future?

Just stir-fry for a while, then add a little light soy sauce and stir-fry, then add appropriate amount of water to cover two-thirds of the winter melon, cover the pot and stew.

If Yinyin is... her daughter, what should she do next? Recognize her? If so, why did her father say that her daughter died? Why didn't he let her raise her daughter? After all, she is his granddaughter. Why did her father do this? Why did Yinyin become the daughter of Li Guanhua and Zeng Jie?

After the stew brings out the aroma, Guan Hong opens the lid, adds a little salt for seasoning, and finally sprinkles with chopped green onions. A dish of lean meat and winter melon stuffed with starch is ready. Some people will add a little water starch to thicken it, but Guan Hong thinks it tastes better without it, and she always does so.

She brought the prepared dishes to the dining table and stood there quietly, hearing laughter from next door again.

If... Yinyin is really her daughter, would she like to eat winter melon? She doesn't even know what she likes and dislikes, whether she prefers light taste, sweet or sour and spicy.

From the kitchen came the voice of Lao Zhuang calling her. Guan Hong took a few deep breaths, swallowed the bitterness in her heart, blinked her eyes and put on a nonchalant expression, and said as she walked into the kitchen,

"The newly bought ginger is placed in a white supermarket bag under the windowsill. Look for it."

-

"How about the steamed yellow croaker on the table today?" Before going to bed, Li's mother took the warm water handed to her by her husband, took a sip, and put it on the bedside table.

Dad Li also lifted the quilt and lay on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed. He was used to reading a book before going to sleep.

After listening to his wife's question, Li's father thought about it and said,

“Very good, the fish is fresh and the steaming time is just right.”

Old man Xiang also asked this question at the dinner table today. He said similar words, but was much more restrained. The general idea was, "It's very good and edible." But at that time, old man Xiang's expression didn't seem to be very good.

Dad Li felt like laughing as he thought about it. He put on his glasses, took out a book from the bedside table and put it on his lap, then turned to the page where the bookmark was and prepared to read.

Li's mother was looking at the group message on her phone. She smiled and said,

"Sister Tian told me that Dean Xiang prepared this especially for you. He went to the dock early this morning and picked out the freshest ones."

Along the coast of South City, fishermen go out to sea to fish in the early morning and sell seafood freshly caught from the sea on the dock. Many citizens also go to the dock early to choose. By six o'clock in the morning, there are already many people at the dock.

Dad Li looked at Mom Li in surprise, as if to say, what you said is not true, right?

Li Ma continued,

"It was Sister Tian who asked me what dish you liked. She said that Dean Xiang wanted to repay you for your rice flower Dongpo pork, so I mentioned this fish dish. I didn't expect Dean Xiang to be so thoughtful. It must have been hard for him to come so early. If I had known earlier, I would have mentioned something like green vegetables."

So, I don’t know what’s going on between these two. They obviously care about each other, but they can’t talk to each other properly. They always have to make the other person angry before they are happy.

She didn't quite understand. She thought it was good to be able to talk to each other nicely and care about each other openly like she and Sister Tian did.

Father Li was somewhat proud of what he heard and said, "This old man Xiang."

But then he changed the subject and started to be stubborn again.

"Next time I ask you, you can give me something more difficult, like Buddha Jumps Over the Wall or Squirrel Mandarin Fish."

Then, Dad Li was silent for a while and sighed. He thought of the person he met during the day.

Li's mother and father have lived together for decades, and seeing him like this, she knew what he was thinking, so she put down her phone and asked,

"What happened back then?"

Dad Li took a deep breath, closed the book and put it back on the bedside table, took off his glasses and put them in the drawer, crossed his hands on the quilt, sorted out his thoughts and said,

"I still remember that morning, I was working in the hospital, and the duty desk said someone was looking for me..."