Difficult to raise children

"Turn your face around!" Shen Hao held up the safflower oil with one hand, and turned Shen Junyue's face with the other.

"Take it easy, take it easy... do you understand gentleness?"

Shen Hao poured a little safflower oil into his palm, then rubbed Shen Junyue's face vigorously, and rubbed it vigorously.

"Ah... Murder my own father..." Shen Junyue murmured spared no effort, but it didn't hurt much, Shen Junyue could grit his teeth and survive the injury that hurt more than this. The reason for shouting this was just to show how badly he was injured. "Heavy".

The corner of Shen Hao's mouth twitched, "Dad, believe it or not, if you yell louder tomorrow, the gossip in the compound will start flying all over the sky."

Shen Junyue pointed to his blue left face, and asked bitterly: "Do you think I can go out like this tomorrow without gossip?"

"Cough... You can say that you accidentally dropped it...

"Tch, do you think everyone is blind?" Shen Junyue put his hand on the back of Shen Hao's hand and moved together, then he put down his hand with a embarrassed expression after thinking of something.

The soft palm was greasy, and the touch had a strange temperature, Shen Junyue looked away uncomfortably, his face became hot from rubbing the medicine, he took off Shen Hao's hand, and pointed at his chest Said: "Okay, wipe it here too."

Shen Hao moved his position obediently, but he was slapped away by Shen Junyue before rubbing it twice, "Okay, okay, the smell of safflower oil all over my body is fumigated to death."

Shen Hao glanced at him with a strange expression, but didn't say anything after all, packed up his things and walked out of the bedroom.

The phone rang, Shen Junyue looked at the name of the person, put away his thoughts of hanging up and picked up the phone: "Hello, what's the matter? Are you afraid of disturbing people's dreams at night?"

"Are you asleep? You're still awake when you hear the voice." Han Yifeng's hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let the fart go!"

"Hey, did you eat dynamite? I guessed that a little wine wouldn't make you drunk, and you're still so full of energy!"

"What's the matter? If you don't say it, I'll die."

"Hehe, I forgot to tell you just now, Brother Mingerwen invited us to have a meal alone, remember to come."

The corners of Shen Junyue's mouth curled up slightly, but it was a pity that it touched his injured left cheek, and he let out a "hiss" in pain before saying, "Is he trying to trick you or me?"

Han Yifeng gave an ambiguous answer: "It's probably trying to trick us!"

"What can I have to do with you?"

"God knows! Let's see each other first, he won't dare to trick us!"

"Okay, time and place."

Han Yifeng reported the time and place, then asked with a smirk, "You and Miss Yao really fell out?"

Shen Junyue replied angrily: "Hmm, if you want to take advantage of the situation, remember to do it early, and be careful not to be caught by someone when you are late."

"Come on, thank you, I don't have the energy to deal with such a woman." Han Yifeng rolled his eyes, thinking that Shen Junyue couldn't see it, so he continued to prod him and said: "You have to be careful, the most poisonous women's hearts, women Be careful, but it can kill you.”

"What kind of storm can she cause as a woman? If there is a move, I will follow it."

"Don't forget that you are not single now." Han Yifeng kindly reminded.

Shen Junyue's eyes were fixed, and he said solemnly with a cold face: "If he dares to play Haohao's idea, I will make her die ugly!"

"Hehe, I just want you to be careful and don't be too sensitive. Although the Yao family is not powerful, the fewer enemies the better."

"I never thought of embarrassing the Yao family, as long as they don't mess with me."

"By the way, where is my good nephew? Is he completely drunk?"

The corner of Shen Junyue's mouth twitched, he twitched a few times, and thought to himself: You are so drunk, you are sober when you hit someone!He replied solemnly: "Yes, even the drunken relatives don't recognize each other!"

Han Yifeng didn't understand his deep meaning, and stopped chatting with him, and hung up the phone after saying good night.

Shen Junyue turned on the computer to receive a few important emails, and then started to contact Cha Yao. Although he was not afraid of Yao Qinlan's revenge, he still had to make preparations, and it was never Shen Junyue's character to sit and wait for death.

After he finished dealing with all this, he saw Shen Hao standing at the door wearing a thin pajamas, so he asked with a smile, "What are you doing stupidly? Why haven't you slept yet?"

Shen Junyue looked at the time, it was more than one o'clock, even though it was the weekend, it was always bad for children to stay up late.

Shen Hao just saw that Shen Junyue was busy and didn't want to disturb him, so he explained: "I made supper, do you want something to eat?"

Shen Junyue stared in surprise, and it took him a long time to wake up, "...you said you did it?"

Don't blame Shen Junyue for being too slow in reacting, he really couldn't imagine that his son who couldn't even pack his schoolbag two months ago could cook now, the gap is too big.

Shen Hao curled his lips. He was neither a powerless nerd nor a martial idiot who meditated and practiced martial arts all day long. How could he be good at cleaning and cooking?

"Eat or not?"

Must eat!Shen Junyue rushed out in two steps instead of three. Even if his son boiled poison, he still had to taste it, it was so rare!

Going down to the first floor, Shen Junyue followed his son and walked towards the large balcony next to the living room. This is the place where he entertained guests in summer. He did not expect Shen Hao to be so leisurely.

When he saw a pot of wine warming on the coffee table and three stacks of side dishes, he couldn't even close his mouth in surprise. He thought he would see a bowl of bare noodles in clear soup or a few pieces of roasted black noodles. I didn't expect such a lineup of bread.

"This...you really did it?" Shen Junyue felt that this world was too dreamy. His son's ability to cook was like his old man's ability to talk to him with a smile. It only existed in dreams.

It's a pity that the dream has become a reality now, so Shen Junyue was dumbfounded. He sat on the cushion blankly, took the chopsticks handed over by Shen Hao, and stuffed a piece of scrambled egg into his mouth.

He is already ready to be poisoned. If it is too salty, he will say: My son is so good, I know my father has a strong taste; if it is too bland, he will say: My son is so good, I know that eating too salty is not suitable for health.

As a result, he chewed and found that the taste was not so good. The scrambled eggs were neither too raw nor too old, and naturally they were not too salty or too bland.

Reluctantly, he extended his chopsticks to the next plate. It was a dish of stir-fried asparagus and shrimp balls. The green color made people appetizing. It was crispy and raw in the mouth, with an original taste.

Because Shen Hao loves to eat this dish, Wang Lei made it a lot, but the taste is really incomparable with Shen Hao's.

The last dish was stewed pork vermicelli, which was Shen Junyue's favorite. He couldn't wait to put a piece of meat into his mouth, and his mouth was full of aroma, obviously more in line with his taste than the first two dishes.

"Good, delicious!" Shen Junyue gave a thumbs up and praised without hesitation, then hooked Shen Hao's neck with one hand and kissed him on the face, and said with a big smile, "My son is really talented!"

Shen Hao calmly wiped off the oil on his face with a napkin, but still couldn't help but smile slightly with his eyebrows bent. He picked up the wine jug that was warm in the water, and poured a glass of wine for both of them.