All-in-one Sign

"Hey, I'm eating."

Tang Lu saw certain scenes as soon as she entered the room, and her tone was obviously sour.

Zhao Xiaodai exclaimed "Ah", his cheeks red from his ears to his neck. She hurriedly tried to retreat, but her legs went weak and she almost fell.

Fortunately, Xu Ang had quick eyesight and quick hands to support her, which saved her from the embarrassment.

"Lulu, you're here." Xu Ang looked towards the door, "Where is my mother?"

"Auntie didn't come."

Tang Lu responded.

Fang Shuying is very concerned about the kindergarten in the community. She always believes that other parents send their children to her kindergarten because they trust her, and she cannot let them down. As the director, you have to take on the responsibility of the director.

Besides, the little carrots in the garden were all so cute, and she was very happy staying with these little guys.

Of course, compared to my son and daughter, the level of happiness is indeed not as good.

"My mother is like this. She always likes to put responsibilities on herself."

Xu Ang sighed.

Not only Fang Shuying, but people of her generation and Xu Ang's generation, the education they received and what they saw and heard from childhood cultivated their sense of responsibility and ingrained the word responsibility in their hearts.

So that in the eyes of children born later, it is difficult for their elders to understand, and they do not understand why their elders have to live so tiringly.

With so much to carry, aren't you looking for trouble for yourselves?

Isn't it good to throw away people and things that have nothing to do with you and let yourself go into battle easily?

You have to put so much burden on yourself.

It's just mentally ill.

Each generation has its own way of living, and each generation has its own ideas. We cannot say who is better and who is worse. After all, we all grew up in different environments.

The generation gap existed before, it exists now, it will exist in the future, and it will always exist. Don't expect to eliminate it, we can only adapt to it and understand it with a tolerant attitude.

Therefore, Xu Ang, who understands this truth, has no objection to Fang Shuying's behavior.

Anyway, I live in the same city as my mother, so it is not difficult to meet her. There is no need to worry about whether she comes today or not.

Pointing to the food on the table, Xu Ang asked Tang Lu: "I made it, do you want some?"

Tang Lu felt even more sad.

She didn't answer, only responded with practical actions.

The girl first used two-finger Zen to pinch a small piece of skin on the back of Xu Ang's hand and spin it several times. After Xu Ang repeatedly begged for mercy, she began to enjoy the results of the battle like a victorious general.

As soon as she took a bite, Tang Lu praised: "Did you really make it?"

It's not that Tang Lu doesn't believe Xu Ang, it's just that the breakfast is too delicious.

You must know that Tang Lu has never eaten Xu Ang's food. When she went to Xu Ang's house before, Fang Shuying asked Xu Ang to cook for them. Although the taste was not bad, it could only be considered home-cooked.

But the taste of the breakfast on the table today was clearly on par with the chefs at state banquets she had had many times. If Xu Ang really made it himself, wouldn't this guy's cooking skills be improved by more than one level?

"Who else could it be if it wasn't me?"

Xu Ang, who was questioned, had three words written on his face - unhappy.

Tang Lu rubbed the back of his pinched hand: "Okay, okay, I believe it."

It feels like coaxing a child, childish.

As a result, she was not paying attention. Xu Ang grabbed her hand with his backhand and refused to let go even though she struggled hard.

"Scoundrel."

Tang Lu, who understood that she had been fooled, rolled her eyes at Xu Ang. She couldn't break free and stopped moving, letting Xu Ang hold her Rouyi.

"Die, sit next to me."

He asked Zhao Xiaodai to sit next to him, so that he could separate the two of them. Tang Lu then smiled proudly at Xu Ang, "You think you are the only one who can do bad things, but this girl can do it too."

Giving Xu Ang a helpless expression, Zhao Xiaodai sat next to Tang Lu. The two girls ignored Xu Ang's presence and talked to themselves, not forgetting to comment on Xu Ang's craftsmanship.

"When did your cooking skills get so good? You're almost as good as a state banquet chef. Did you practice secretly?"

"Do you also need to practice cooking skills?"

Xu Ang looked like you were joking.

"Does something like this, which can be done just by reading the corresponding recipes and books introducing the cooking methods, need to be practiced? Du Niang is a good person. If you want to make a dish, search it on it and you will learn it quickly."

Tang Lu didn't believe this.

Zhao Xiaodai was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Is cooking a simple thing? Why do I feel like I can't do it?

Spreading his hands, Xu Ang asked exaggeratedly: "No, no, no one needs to practice cooking. Isn't it just a matter of having hands?"

"you!"

Tang Lu stared at someone with a very unkind expression.

What is meant is that all you need to do is have good hands. Although she can also cook, she has to practice her skills many times. Even so, her craftsmanship can only be said to be inferior to those above, but more than inferior. If Tang Lu wants to reach the level of a state banquet chef, she doesn't even know if she can do it.

"You really deserve a beating."

It is said that all talk does not mean practicing fake moves. Xu Ang used his personal experience to prove that Tang Lu was not a fake move, because this girl really punched him on the arm.

It hurts a little bit.

The strength coming from his arm surprised Xu Ang. With his current physical fitness and the combat skills of a master-level warrior, Xu Ang was a little surprised.

If you want to make him feel pain, even just a little bit, not just anyone can do it.

Even if he doesn't defend himself, the natural force of the body's muscles will reduce an adult man's punching power by 80% to 90%. The remaining 10% or 20% of the strength was used to scratch Xu Ang's itch.

Tang Lu is indeed a tough girl. She has indeed practiced. Most people are no match for her. No wonder she was able to master it so quickly when she acted in "Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger".

After finishing breakfast laughing and noisily, Tang Lu brought a message to Xu Ang: "Don't go out in the morning, my uncle will be here."

Xu Ang, the elder of Tang Lu's family, has met her second uncle Tang Zhongye, and her grandfather Tang Boyu, but Xu Ang has never really had a face-to-face conversation with her uncle Tang Boyu.

Xu Ang only felt mysterious about this uncle of the Tang family, because the outside world didn't know much about him even in the era of developed Internet.

If we really want to talk about impressions, the photo of several young people who used to be at Antianmen is the only impression many people have of them.

Tang Boyu was still very young at that time. They stood side by side, hands on shoulders, and their cheerful and sunny smiles made people know that it was a calm era.

"What are you thinking about?"

Tang Lu noticed that Xu Ang was distracted and couldn't help but ask.

Xu Ang shook his head: "It's nothing, I was just wondering why your uncle came to see me."

"What else can happen? Have you forgotten the solution you proposed to the Siamese people yesterday to solve the economic dispute? That's why my uncle is here. The boss will definitely not let you suffer. You just have to talk to him when the time comes. "

Your uncle hasn't even come here yet, and you've revealed his secrets. Don't you mean to let me take advantage of the conversation in the future?

They say girls are outgoing, but the ancients never deceived me.

"You knew you were facing me before you even walked through the door. I like you so much."

"You're looking for a fight! Xiaodai, let's deal with him together."