Reborn Harley is a dog

Harley looked at the small wound on his hand, then at Master Qian who was always stern, and curled his lips a little bit aggrieved.Master Qian called him to take the plate again, and he deliberately used his bruised left hand to take out a plate from the cabinet.

A little clumsily put the plate on the table, and there was a "bang".Master Qian raised his eyes to look at that hand, then looked at Harley, who was a bit reserved, and just lowered his head to cut a celery: "The knife skills of the ingredients should be of uniform size and thickness, so as to ensure the ripeness of the ingredients. When the time is the same, the taste of the dishes is guaranteed!"

As he spoke, he put the chopped celery on the plate in front of him, turned around and picked up the pot, took the clean water and put it on the stove, turned on the fire, put some salt in the water, and poured some cooking oil : "In fact, the most important thing to practice knife skills is patience. You can be unhappy at the beginning, but you must be down-to-earth. If you want to run before you learn how to walk, you will definitely stumble in the end!"

Harley looked at the buddy he was busy with, and looked at the other busy colleagues behind him.

"Baked rice at table number six!" A female chef behind Master Qian put the plate on the dining table at one side. Harley hurried over to pick up the plate and opened the curtain of the back kitchen. He took the plate with one hand: "Leave it to me!"

Harley watched the tall figure of Dashan walk into the lobby, slumped his shoulders a little tiredly, walked to the backyard, and sat down on the concrete steps again.A Jin slipped out of his pocket, patted Harley on the shoulder, stretched out his paw and raised the corner of his lips: "What's the matter? Don't you like the back kitchen?"

Harley shook his head fiercely, and pursed his lips in frustration: "Tell me, does Master Qian hate me?" A Jin tilted his head, jumped onto his shoulder and sat down, shaking his legs: "This How to say?" "Master Qian, he doesn't want to teach me at all!" After finishing speaking, Harley lay down on his arms folded on his knees.

A Jin was stunned, then sighed, shook his head with a helpless smile: "You are so stupid!" "I am not stupid! I have a blood certificate!" Harley straightened up a little angrily, looked Ah Jin, who was staring at him, limp back again.

"You're smart, you're smart!" A Jin pointed at Harley's shoulder and jumped: "If you're smart, why can't you even understand the words! Tell me! Tell me what Master Qian said just now!"

"He said to pay attention to the size when cutting ingredients, and also said to practice knife skills..." Harley straightened his shoulders suddenly, looked at A Jin, blinked his eyes, and finally slapped himself hard on the forehead.

This is not teaching him what he is doing!

Seeing Ah Jin rolling his eyes towards him, Harley hugged it and jumped up in ecstasy. He wanted to kiss it twice on the face, but found that he couldn't.A Jin looked at him and curled his lips in pretended disgust: "Okay, okay!" He waved his hand to calm Harley down.

"Listen to me, according to my many years of experience, people like Master Qian are definitely cold-faced and warm-hearted. He may not teach you hand in hand, but you have to know a word, the master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual. , Master Qian will definitely tell you all the key points in a subtle way, and the rest is up to you!" Ajin said and patted Harley on the shoulder, and Harley looked into its eyes and nodded hard.

"It's not bad! Where did you buy it!" Ah Jin suddenly felt his feet tighten, and then felt dizzy.Feeling dizzy with his head down, he saw Dashan's face very close to him.

His head was congested with blood, and he felt his face swell up all of a sudden, Ah Jin waved his fist angrily, and rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Brother Dashan!" Harley ran over in a panic, but Dashan raised his hands.Harley jumped up anxiously to save Ah Jin, but Dashan raised his hand even higher. "Brother Dashan!" Harley lowered his hands, pursed his lips tightly, and looked at Dashan pitifully with a slight frown.

Dashan looked at him quietly for a while, curled his lips helplessly, and dumped Ajin to Harley, stretched his legs, and sat on the steps: "Put it away, this is a restaurant, it's a shame that customers find out." That's trouble!"

As he spoke, he took a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, turned around and looked at Harley holding Ajin carefully, smiled lightly and shook his head, and shook the cigarette case at him, Harley quickly shook his head: "I Will not!"

"It won't be good!" Da Shan turned around and lit a cigarette, put his hands on the steps, took a deep breath, took it off, and let out a hard breath: "Actually, Master Qian is quite a good person." Yes, you are not familiar with him, don’t be afraid of him, if you really can’t grasp what he told you, just ask, he will never scold you, but remember, don’t let him repeat the same question twice, understand ?” Da Shan raised his head and watched Harley raise one corner of his lips.

Harley pursed his lips slightly: "Brother Dashan..." Dashan waved his hands, stood up, and put his arms around Harley's shoulders: "In fact, having a dream is a very happy thing, work hard!"

Harley looked at him, his eyes suddenly turned red.Dashan looked at him, curled his lips in disdain: "Cut!" Then he stretched out his hand to ruffle his hair with a smile: "Stinky boy! His hair is a bit long!"

"Some people not only talk a lot, but also smoke a lot!" The cigarette in Da Shan's hand was suddenly taken away, feeling the cold fingertips, Da Shan turned around in shock, and saw You You was holding the cigarette for a few puffs He pressed the cigarette hard into the ashtray on the counter: "Don't let me smoke it, but I smoke it to my heart's content!"

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"Is your hair a little long, it's time to cut it!" Yan Han put down the newspaper in his hand, looked at Harley who had been arranging his hair in front of the mirror, and stood up gently.

The two managed to catch up with the rest day on the same day, and Yan Han had just undergone a ridiculous operation.The parturient is a wealthy daughter who was pampered and spoiled since she was a child. When the labor pains came, she was already at a loss.When the doctor pushed him into the operating room, he shouted heartbreakingly for his newlywed husband.

The little husband is also young and ignorant. It seems that the marriage was hastily arranged by his family when he just left school. He was completely unprepared and became a father in a daze.

Yan Han glanced at the young husband who was holding the mother's hand tightly beside him, and shook his head slightly.During the short interval after the first labor pains, the young couple began to whisper, and before they could utter a few sweet words, the second wave of labor pains came again, fierce and overwhelming.

The little husband's face that was blood-colored just now turned pale as paper, Yan Han looked at him and shook his head lightly, and whispered to the midwives and nurses around him to pay attention to the little husband, fearing that he would cause a lot of confusion if he couldn't help.

Sure enough, Yan Han was stroking her supporting belly and teaching her how to breathe in order to deliver the fetus smoothly. The parturient woman bit her lip fiercely, as if she couldn't hear a single word from Harley.Yan Han was trying to get her to follow his request, when the pregnant woman suddenly opened her mouth and bit her husband's soft little hand fiercely.

Stimulated by the sudden sharp pain, the little husband stood up abruptly, his whole body was tense and his lips were tightly pursed, his eyes rolled suddenly, and he collapsed on the ground like a bag on his face.The nurse beside him seemed to have been prepared, and took a step forward to hold his arms.

The damned little husband was caught and opened his eyes suddenly as if he had woken up from a dream, and found that he was supported from behind, and suddenly struggled desperately, not only waved his hands wildly to the nurse behind him, He slapped him and broke the tube connected to the oxygen machine beside him.

The veins on Yan Han's forehead burst instantly, and he called the strong male nurses on both sides to drag the frantic little husband out of the delivery room.The mother was also emotionally affected by her husband, and she was so frightened that she couldn't exert any strength.

Yan Han had no choice but to squeeze her stomach. This way of midwifery would obviously increase the pain of the mother, but it was indeed the most effective physical method.

The fetus was finally born smoothly, and it was a beautiful boy.Yan Han wiped the sweat off his forehead, looked at the smile on the exhausted face of the parturient, and suddenly smiled in relief.No matter what kind of mother was born.

Sure enough, they all have the same feelings for their children.

When Yan Han left the delivery room, the little husband rushed forward, holding his hand and shaking his lips, his eyes were red and he couldn't speak.Yan Han understood his excitement, just nodded and chuckled, politely withdrew his hand, and went back to the lounge.

Later, the mother's family brought wedding candies and red envelopes, and Yan Han accepted the exquisite candies with a smile. Of course, he declined the red envelopes.

The young husband's father sat across from Yan Han, smiled embarrassedly and scratched his hair. His son had been kidnapped when he was a child, so when he found someone supporting him from behind, he resisted without hesitation.Yan Han laughed, and shook his head helplessly.

Rich people have no money, and distress seems to be inescapable.

When Harley heard Yan Han's words, he hurriedly covered his hair: "No! It's not long at all!" Rubbing to the side of the tea table with his mouth pouted, he grabbed the candy that Yan Han brought back, and was about to run to the study in a flash, but was caught Yan Han grabbed it and twisted his arm: "I hate boys with long hair, cut it for me!"

"No way!" Harley turned around and bit his lips tightly, his eyes were shining brightly, and he looked at Yan Han with a grievous face: "I'm exhausted from learning things recently , After taking a rest for a day, why did you cut your hair?"

"Don't use 'other' as a pronoun!" Yan Han frowned impatiently, how can a dead child protect his hair like a child.Stretching Harley's hair that covered his eyes, Yan Han could not argue: "There is no need to discuss, just dress me immediately!"

"Wow! What are you talking about! He's wearing clothes all the time! Damn!" As he spoke, Harley blinked at Yan Han shyly. He squinted his eyes, stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip gently: "It's such a beautiful day, why don't we do something meaningful!"

As he said that, he put his hand into the collar of Yan Han's home clothes. The neckline was not too big, and Harley pulled it impatiently: "Damn it!"

Yan Han watched him gnash his teeth in front of his chest with cold eyes, suddenly snorted coldly, and twisted his hand fiercely: "I don't think there is anything meaningful to do with a slob!"

As he spoke, he threw Harley hard on the sofa, then took out the sky blue coat from the closet, and threw it hard on Harley.

Harley stared at Yan Han firmly, curled his lips, and suddenly saw Yan Han's eyes widened, and said softly "Huh?", and immediately lowered his eyebrows obediently: "Then we can discuss it!" Yan Han sat next to him with great interest, crossed his arms, and folded one leg on the other: "Let's hear it!"

"Can I invite a friend to come over to play?" Harley crouched on the sofa, drawing circles on it resentfully.Yan Han raised his eyebrows: "You also have friends!"

"Stop looking down on people!" Harley raised his head unconvinced, Yan Han looked at him, suddenly laughed softly, and waved his hands weakly: "As you please!"

When he was about to go out, Yan Han suddenly remembered something: "Eh? What did you say you were studying?" "I won't tell you! Hmph!" Harley said playfully and closed one eye: "This is a secret!"

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"Excuse me, what kind of hairstyle do you want, sir?" Yan Han's queen stylist approached courteously and asked softly, smiling next to Harley's ear.Harley glanced at Yan Han who was leisurely flipping through fashion magazines, and curled his lips fiercely: "Whatever!"

The stylist was slightly taken aback, and then returned to a gentle smile: "Then I'll design it for you according to your face shape!" As he spoke, the stylist straightened Harley's head, and gently smoothed the somewhat messy hair with his slender fingers. straighten out

"Your face shape is very beautiful, and your skin is also very fair. How about I cut your hair out of layers first, then perm it a little, and make a highlight?" "Whatever!" Harley glanced at Yan Han in the mirror, ruthlessly He bared his teeth hard.

"Please don't move around!" The stylist stroked his head worriedly, gently picked up a lock of Harley's hair, and curled them around his fair fingertips.Gently pulled out the tailor-made scissors from the tool bag, and put it close to Harley's ear.

Feeling the coldness of the metal, Harley was shocked, his goosebumps all over his body instantly stood up, he couldn't help shrinking his neck and shaking his head. "Ah! Sir!" The stylist shouted in panic, and the scissors that were too late to put it away cut it all at once.

"My hair!" Harley grabbed the lock of hair that fell on his leg, looked up at himself in the mirror, and touched his temples where his scalp was almost exposed. Harley's hands trembled violently.

"Yes... I'm sorry! Sir! I didn't expect you to move suddenly. As I said, please don't move!" The beautiful stylist Liu Mei tightened her eyebrows and stepped back tremblingly.

"Hmph!" Harley shook off the hair in his hands, turned around fiercely, and bared his teeth at the stylist who was about to cry, "I'll fight with you!" As he said that, he jumped up and rushed towards the stylist past.

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