Almighty Dad

Mrs. Han has always been proud of her eldest son's honesty and filial piety. She never dreamed that this filial eldest son who made her proud made dumplings, but he didn't even let her taste a bite, so he gave them all to that woman Wu Hongmei. This is still her filial piety. good son?

At that moment, Mrs. Han's face was full of anger, as if she couldn't believe that the eldest son dared to be unfilial to her, but the empty pot showed that the eldest son did not leave even a single dumpling for her.

Mrs. Han has six children in her life, and she has three sons. The eldest son is not filial. She also has the second son and the third son. There will always be a son who is filial. She thought this way, looked at the pot again, and her dissatisfaction reached At the extreme point, this son is unreliable, and she is going to the second son's house.

Han Ze didn't see Mrs. Han when he came out of the room. He thought she was out for a walk again, so he didn't take it seriously. He washed the rice and cooked. The children came back from school immediately, and there was still some meat left. He planned to cook for them. Braised pork.

When he came here, he found that not only Wu Hongmei and Wu Yatou were thin and thin, but also the three daughters who had gone to school were all thin and could not see any flesh on their bodies. Even the head of his family looked severely malnourished and I don't know how this family survived until now.

Han Ze thinks that the tasks in this world are not too difficult. He doesn't need to worry about the sensible children. He only needs to earn enough money to support them in studying, and find a way to raise them up white and fat. In the future, he will marry and have children. Can.

Thinking of this, he quickly cut the meat into pieces, and started to burn the meat. The meat was simmering in the pot, and the three daughters came back. Before they got home, a smell of meat rushed into the nostrils, thinking that someone was stewing Meat, I didn't expect to see it at home, it was my own, and the three children swallowed.

The third girl ran to the side of the pot, poked her head and looked into the pot eagerly, when the strong smell of meat hit her, she sniffed.

Han Ze came over to cover the pot, pointed to her little black paws, and said, "Go get a basin of water and wash your hands with soap. You are not allowed to eat without washing your hands, you understand?"

The third girl didn't move, she stared at the pot cover tightly, as if she was going to make a hole out of it, Han Ze chuckled, patted her little head lightly, and said in a low voice: "The meat is not cooked yet, you can stare at it again." Even if you eat it, you still can’t eat it, go wash your hands quickly, and you can eat it after washing your hands.”

The third girl twisted her fingers and looked at her father in surprise, "Can I eat meat too?"

"Why can't you eat meat? Go wash your hands and wash your face too."

Han Ze urged, he knew that in the past, Mrs. Han would not allow them to eat the meat cooked at home, saying that the girl ate it and wasted it, leaving some for herself and her son, and the rest were brought to the second child's house. There were not many girls and Wu Hongmei. For the sake of it, the partial student Han Ze didn't think there was any problem.

"Really?" The naive face was half surprised and half suspicious. The surprise was because the recent father seemed to have become kinder, and what he said should be believed. The suspicion is that the memory of eating meat was so deep that she couldn't believe that she could eat meat.

"Father said yes, you should believe in father."

Han Ze's tone was not gentle, but when the third girl heard his tone, she didn't hesitate anymore. With anticipation for the meat, she walked quickly to the pressurized well with her calves, and washed her hands with water.

Han Zhaodi put down her schoolbag and went to the parents' room to see her mother and sister before going to the kitchen. She was about to help chop the vegetables, but Han Ze waved her hand, "It's fine if you help light the fire."

Han Zhaodi obediently sat behind the stove, holding the fire picking pliers, and looked at her father several times, hesitating to speak. Han Ze noticed her eyes and said, "Speak up if you have something to say, what are you hesitating about?"

Han Zhaodi pursed her lips, looked up at Han Ze, and asked, "Dad, did you go to school today?"

"Well, what's the matter?"

Han Ze took two cucumbers and smashed them on the chopping board, put them on the plate, and said with no expression on his face.

Han Zhaodi clenched the fire-picking pliers tightly, put her feet on the ground, and asked in a very uncertain tone: "Dad, the teacher said you want me to take the junior high school entrance examination?"

Han Ze glanced at her and said, "Isn't it normal to pass the junior high school exam after elementary school? Do you still need to ask?"

The thing is, it's too normal to be abnormal, okay? Han Zhaodi frowned.

Han Ze put the kitchen knife in his hand on the chopping board, looked at Han Zhaodi and said, "Girl, your father and I are doomed to have no son in this life. From now on, we can only count on your sisters, so you have to study hard and take the exam in the future. Going to college, Dad is still counting on you to take care of the elderly."

Han Zhaodi: "..."

Looking at her expression, Han Ze thought she was unwilling, and said unhappily, "Why, you don't want to provide for me and your mother?"

Don't say that this child is unwilling, otherwise he has to educate her well, how can he not provide for his parents?

Han Zhaodi is really speechless. She never knew that her father still has such a temper: "Dad, I didn't say I didn't want to provide for you. I just think, I think it's really good for you to believe in the old blind grandpa's words so much? Maybe in the future Mom will give me a brother?"

Han Ze's tone was very serious: "There is no chance, your old blind grandpa's fortune-telling is so accurate, he also said that you sisters will be promising and filial in the future, Dad doesn't think about anything, so I can raise you up, that is Dad Biggest wish right now."

It stands to reason that Han Zhaodi should be happy that her father gave up his plan to have a son, but she couldn't laugh or cry. Her father actually gave up ten years of persistence because of the old blind man's words? Think about why it is so ridiculous.

The meat and vegetables were brought to the table, but Mrs. Han still didn't come back. Han Ze frowned: "Girl, go and see why your grandma hasn't come back yet. Look around the neighbors."

Han Zhaodi responded and walked out. Han Ze shouted from behind: "Wait, let's go to your second uncle's house first."

Ten minutes later, Han Zhaodi ran back and panted, "My grandma said that from now on, she will live with my second uncle."

Han Ze wrinkled, and said with a distressed face: "Your grandma must be tired after taking care of your mother's confinement. Your mother has been in poor health since she gave birth to the fifth child. I plan to let her be confinement. Forget it, I will pack up some of her clothes and send them to her later, so that she can rest at your second uncle's house. From now on, you should work harder and come back to help take care of your sister, you know?"

Han Zhaodi looked at her father tangled, she felt that her grandma didn't want to go home for this reason.

But thinking that her grandma usually scolded or scolded their sisters, she didn't want to explain, so let her father misunderstand her. It would be best for her grandma to stay at the second aunt's house forever and not come back.

Mrs. Han sat in the main room of her second son's house, waiting left and right, but she didn't wait for the eldest son to pick her up, but she waited for a bag of clothes brought by the eldest granddaughter, saying that she could live in the second son's house with peace of mind. Confinement child, I don't need her to take care of me before I go back.