Godly Stay-Home Dad

In the afternoon, Zhang Han accompanied Meng Meng to spend in Xinyue Mountain.

The little princess is very happy to play, running and jumping, the sweat on the head is not broken.

"Meng Meng, we should go back."

Zhang Han glanced at the time and it was almost five o'clock. So he went to the livestock area and took four chickens and potatoes and other ingredients. After returning to Meng Meng, Zhang Han said with a smile.

"Well, okay, that, that big black, black and black, and, as well as Daikin, Xiaojin..... everyone is going to worship, Meng Meng will come back to play with you next time." Meng Mengshen A small palm swung.

"Hey!"

The **** expression leaked out of reluctance, waving two big palms, but... How did the eyes of this goods drift into the livestock area? I am afraid that I am already hungry and thirsty!

Xiao Hei is a big man with a big tongue, shaking his head and following his body.

The two black kings sent Zhang Han and Meng Meng down the mountain, standing on the edge of the jungle and watching them get in the car until the car disappeared into view.

For them, when the owner and the little master come, it is the happiest time.

"Hey!"

The **** eyes glimpsed slightly, and the tongue licked his mouth, indicating that Xiaohei went back to grab it!

"Hey!"

The little black ran ran back.

"Oh!"

Big black screamed at his back, expressing: Why do you run so fast?

Two calls were made, and the **** rushed up and prepared to enjoy their sumptuous dinner.

If you change people, eating meat every day, it is inevitable that some oily, but **** and black does not think that since the amount of livestock on the mountain has increased, the two guys really let go of eating, eat roast pig today, eat roast tomorrow Sheep's.

Even the **** is about to forget what the fruit that has been eaten for several years is!

After returning to the restaurant, I sat in the study and looked at the Liang Feng station of Liang Mengqi's circle of friends. I got up and greeted him.

"Boss, the three people simply asked the situation, see what they mean, they want to return those treasures, this time no results, next time it is estimated that some heavyweights will come. I called Liu instructor before. The person he said should be the top of the Xiangjiang Security Bureau." Zhao Feng succinctly clarified the situation.

"Oh."

Zhang Han did not care. He handed the bag in his hand to Zhao Feng and said: "There are four chickens inside. Go to the restaurant next door and pack it out."

"Ok."

Zhao Feng’s mouth trembled slightly, took the bag and went out to the next-door restaurant, during which he whispered:

"It seems... it seems that such a small thing in the future does not have to tell the master, he does not care, do not care."

In the restaurant, Zhang Han took Meng Meng to the side of the sofa and put Meng Meng up, saying:

"Meng Meng, you play for a while, Dad goes to dinner."

"Okay, Meng Meng depends on cartoons."

"Yeah." Zhang Han smiled and touched the cute little brain, went to the coffee table, picked up the remote control to turn on the TV.

The children's channel is playing a more popular bear, and Meng Meng looks at it with great interest.

Zhang Han went to the kitchen, took out the steamer and steamed the rice first, then picked up the ingredients such as potatoes, beans and eggplant cucumber.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Feng returned to the four chickens that had been urgently picked up.

Zhang Han took four chickens and cut the chicken into small pieces of medium-sized chicken. But all the chicken wings were picked out. Four chickens were eight wings in total, which can be another classic. The dish - cola chicken wings.

The chicken pieces were cut, Zhang Han took a large wok, put it on the stove, opened the fire, poured a little oil, and put all the chicken pieces into it.

The weight of the four chickens plus the pot is about forty pounds. The average person can’t really control it, but the pot is in the hands of Zhang Han, but it is light and floating, constantly stir frying the spoon, adding a little seasoning and putting it into the water. Start to stew.

Here I have to say a little, when the amount of food is large, it is generally called a big pot dish. Relatively speaking, nearly 90% of the cauldron is not a small piece of stir-fried food. This is the question of whether it can be controlled.

In fact, some cauldrons are also very delicious. The four chickens are put together, and they are like big pot dishes. But every time they are made, they are the most fragrant, not only because of the good ingredients, but also because of Zhang Hanneng. Easily control this level of cuisine.

When the chicken was stewed, the time came to 5:30, and some FITs began to arrive. In just five minutes, three white tables were filled with people.

The early bird catches the worm. This sentence is very reasonable. People know that if you come half an hour early, you can eat the meal for the first time. If you come late, it will be queued for a long time.

Ten minutes later, seven or eight people had already sat in front of the restaurant, and one of them had Lin Xue who had tasted it at noon.

At noon, it was a great experience for her. In Xiangjiang, except for the high-end restaurants that were famous, the small restaurants that tasted very good, and even the street snacks, Lin Xue almost tasted it. Every time, but no one, there is no experience here.

It was a feeling that made her uneasily unclear, and she devoted herself wholeheartedly, as if she was in a time of eating, and she would pass without knowing it. When she left, she planned to come at night, even some time ahead. But I didn't expect to start lining up so early.

A few minutes later, the Porsche Cayenne that the little man had seen stopped at the parking space in front of the door.

The Wang Jiawen family is back.

Originally, according to the normal itinerary, they were going to play for three days in Wang Yijun’s grandfather’s house. However, after the birthday, Wang Yizhen’s noisy meals were not good at all, no appetite, and I wanted to go back to Xiangjiang to find Meng Meng’s play. eat delicious food.

Su Yu didn't agree at first, but after a cry on Wang Yi's land, Su Yu agreed with a good and funny look.

Coming back today, I just went to Wang Qiang’s house, but my **** was still not hot. Wang Yizhen began to make a noise and came over, so they came a lot earlier than usual.

"Sprout, Meng Meng, Meng Meng, I am looking for you." When I got off the bus, Wang Yizhen ran a scorpion and ran to the restaurant. When she ran, her chubby face trembled and looked very cute.

After entering the restaurant, Wang Yizhen shouted loudly: "Meng Meng, Meng Meng, I am coming!"

"Amount?" Meng Meng slightly glimpsed, even the cartoon did not look at, from the sofa stood up a small body, looking at the past, seeing Wang Yizhen, Meng Meng's eyes shining: "Oh, art Hey, come back, I am here, you are coming."

"Hey, I am coming." Wang Yiqi smiled a few times with a big mouth, and quickly ran to the side of the sofa. Two small short legs were used hard, jumped up, sat next to Meng Meng, eyes stunned, laughing He said: "Meng Meng, I am, I miss you."

"I miss you too." Meng Meng's bright eyes are screaming, expressing the inner joy.

"I..... I also want to be delicious here. Your dad is better than the dish you made." Wang Yizhen said a little shyly, and looked at Zhang Han with a gaze.

Seeing her worship in her eyes, Meng Meng was full of pride. She smiled and said: "I am the best! Well, I am doing it now... I am... chicken, can be fragrant. Fragrant."

"Too good, I like to eat meat, hehe." Wang Yizhen's smile has already revealed happiness. For the little guy, it is happy to eat delicious food.

“Amount?” Meng Meng suddenly remembered something. She stood on the sofa and looked at Zhang Han. The milk voice said: “Hey, hey, I want that ham, give the geisha a bit.”

After Meng Meng said one sentence, he looked at Wang Yizhen and said: "The ham I made is also delicious."

Zhang Han heard a sneer, took out a red sausage, cut it in half, and took one in one hand and walked over.

Originally, I wanted to hand it to Meng Meng and Wang Yizhen, but Meng Meng stretched out two small palms and quarreled: "Oh, give it to me, give it to me."

So Zhang Han handed the two red sausages to Meng Meng, Meng Meng grabbed one hand. In Wang Yizhen's full-looking gaze, she handed the past one, very boldly said: "Geisha, give you one, you Also taste it."

"Thank you, Meng Meng, you are so cute."

After Wang Yizhen took over, her eyes were bright, and Meng Meng was like a little angel for her.

During the conversation, she put her brains together and wanted to kiss her on her cute little face.

Meng Meng has big eyes and will not refuse to look at it.

Zhang Han, however, is a gaze. He straightens his hand and makes Wang Yiqi’s kiss directly on Zhang Han’s back.

"Ah?" Wang Yi lived, and looked at Zhang Han without knowing.

Zhang Han glanced at Wang Yizhen and smiled and said softly:

"I like it, but I can't kiss it."

After saying that Zhang Han looked at Meng Meng, said: "Meng Meng, have you forgotten what Dad and you said?"

Originally, Wang Yizhen was a little girl, and she wanted to kiss her face. Zhang Han had such a moment of hesitation, but considering it, he felt that he still wanted to interrupt this behavior.

The three or four-year-old children kiss each other and express their liking. It is just a simple kiss. It is normal, but Zhang Han’s thoughts, or the education of this kind of prevention, have been started since childhood. First, the troubles of the province, and the second is Zhang Dad. I don't like others to kiss.

So Zhang Han finally reached out to the palm of his hand.

After Meng Meng heard the words, she missed the thoughts in her eyes. She whispered her mouth and said, "Hey... I don’t mean that.....I can’t let the boys kiss, geisha. It’s a little girl.”

For Meng Meng, Zhang Han shook his head slightly.

Seeing that Zhang Han was a bit strange, the mouth of Wang Yizhen was up, and there was a little bit of aggrieved in his heart.

Fortunately, Meng Meng immediately said: "Then, geisha is my good friend, can we hug it?"

"Oh." Zhang Han smiled.

"Uh huh, geisha, hug." Meng Meng is very warm and will put the small body together, and Wang Yiqi hugged.

Wang Yizhen was satisfied with this, and his face raised his smile again.

"That sprouts you and the children are fun, Dad will wait for you to make cola chicken wings." Zhang Han said with a smile.