Domineering CEO Is My Son

Mr. Kang didn't dare to tell his brother, just say something, it is a child's talent.

In fact, he is no longer a child, and he doesn't have that natural feeling anymore.

But early the next morning, he still followed the other children in the kindergarten, and went to tell his father--

"Dad, father, there are several birds flying outside."

It was too nutritious. Mr. Kang felt embarrassed when he said it.

But the big dad picked him up: "How many are there in total?"

The child counted carefully: "Four."

"The baby is awesome!"

After the child heard this, he didn't feel any better, and he was still awkward. Maybe it was because he was really not a child, and he and the big dad knew it.

This kind of pretending to be stupid is just a big dad cooperating with him, it is actually superficial, and it doesn't make people happy.

When Mr. Kang went to school, he continued to observe how other children were talking.

There are two types of children in the school. One is relatively silent. You can see them slowly playing with toys, walking slowly, and eating slowly.

There is also a kind of children who are more lively, bluffing, running from here to there, and back from there, and they kept telling their teachers and classmates what happened to them---

"I have one more tooth growing here. My mother said it was a vampire tooth."

Or secretly gnaw on the mushroom lamp in the school, it looks so naive...

But it's really cute.

But these things are cute by a child, and by a teenager or an adult, it is mentally retarded!

Even if mom and dad are very cooperative, he still has one of his own--

"My son has been mentally retarded for many years, but my parents still persisted."

But this mentally retarded behavior still needs to be done, or the little parrot will worry about him.

Mr. Kang sighed. Couldn't there be a way of getting along with teenagers or a little bit older and less naive?

When school was over in the afternoon, the big dad came to pick up the children today, carrying a big bag.

The little parrot flew on the shoulders of the big dad, and Mr. Kang walked to his side: "Dad, what shall we eat tonight? Are we going to buy groceries now?"

The big dad said: "Today my mom will go shopping, and my dad will take you to inherit one of our family's skills."

"Aren't our family's skills cooking and cooking?" Mr. Kang couldn't help asking.

Because the last time I had a video chat with my grandparents, my grandpa said he was going to cook.

Mr. Kang thought it was an ancestral cooking skill. After all, his father would say when he cooks a lot of dishes, this is a secret seasoning, this is a secret method.

"It counts for cooking," said the big dad. "But there is another one. You should have started learning about 5 years old, but it's almost the same now."

President Kang became excited at once: "What? What?"

He doesn't know anything about this kind of inheritance, and he didn't have much contact with it before, but he thinks the family craft must be very cool!

Even if the family craft is blowing suona, he thinks it's fine.

As soon as the child returned home, he saw a big tank higher than him in the kitchen, and there was a small tank next to it, which was about his knees.

The child breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately it was not a suona.

"At that time, your grandma was the daughter of the village chief's family. Grandpa was an orphan in the village. He was able to marry your grandma because he knew how to make wine. At that time, your grandpa used corn to make wine. The corn was cheap and the corn was used up. You can also feed pigs. When the conditions improve, you will have a chance to settle down in the city."

The little parrot pretended to follow behind, as if he was listening carefully.

In fact, the story of grandparents and grandma, he heard the ears when he was a child, after all, he couldn't speak when he was a child, so after grandpa said it again, grandma would say it again, grandma said it again, dad would say it again, grandma Sometimes I have to say.

But at that time he was just a bird that couldn't speak, and they said he could only listen.

The younger brother hasn't heard it once, so let him listen slowly, the little parrot sneaked away.

"Grandpa said, everyone in our family can't do the rest, but they must know how to make wine. This is our family heritage."

Mr. Kang remembered the rice wine that he would always have at home. It seems that those rice wines were made by his father.

"On this big tank is the father's name, and this small tank is for the baby, with the baby's name written on it, Yuekang. The baby will learn with his father."

The child touched the small tank, it belonged to him, he couldn't help but touched the name, Yue Kang...

He couldn't help reading from right to left... Kang Yue.

"Our winemaking is more complicated and takes a long time, but mastering a technique is a very good thing."

The child looked at this big tank and then at this small tank, and a very special sentiment surged in his heart.

A brand new feeling, he didn't know what this feeling should be, he just felt slightly excited in his heart.

It's like a person has walked a long, long way. He doesn't know where he came from or where he is going. He just keeps walking. Everyone in this world can stop, but he has no place. You can stop.

Suddenly, he also has a place.

The big dad squatted down and said, "This is our family skill, everyone has to learn."

The child does not know how to find a common language with his parents, but he does.

The kid rolled up his sleeves immediately: "I'm sure I will learn it all at once."

Yue Qin took a small black apron from the side, fastened it to his son, took two more sleeves, put down the sleeves that the other party had picked up, and put on the sleeves.

After all, it's getting colder now.

The child looked at his little black apron, and then at his father's black apron.

Although the style of painting is strange, there is a strange sense of father and son.

The child will work hard next and earnestly wash the rice, so it is natural for the father and son to chat ---

"Dad, when did you start learning?"

"Dad should have been making wine with Grandpa since he was three or four years old."

"Your grandpa has a very good vision. Originally, we were in the village. Only our family could do it in the village. Everyone in ten villages and eight stores would come over to buy wine. The child is not developing well."

"So Dad moved from the village to the city when he was only two years old."

"Grandpa is amazing!" Mr. Kang couldn't help but said, he imagined in his mind that his father was like a child.

"I wasn't used to it at the beginning, but your grandfather's brewing skills allowed him to slowly take root in the city."

The father and son soaked a large bucket of glutinous rice and needed to soak for a day.

At this time, they can wash their tanks and drain them.

When Yue Qin was washing, he saw that the child couldn't help but hugged his little tank, and his eyes were slowly and earnestly wiped, as if it were some kind of baby.

Children really need a home.

The big dad probably figured it out in his heart. After teaching about wine making, he taught how to make secret sauce and spicy cabbage.

These are all common topics. In fact, the common topics of parents and children are nothing more than sharing their lives, sharing their troubles, and parents teaching what they have learned in this world.

The children in their family are a little awkward, and they are not too embarrassed to share their lives and their worries.

As a father, he may only have a short-term relationship between father and son, and he also wants to give this child something.