Godly Stay-Home Dad

"what's the situation?"

Wang Jiawen’s head is a bit worried.

The car in the middle is the car of Mr. Zhang in the restaurant. Wang Jiawen always thought that Zhang Han was the kind of money but not particularly wealthy. Although he was very polite and respectful, most of the reason was also due to Zhang Han’s work. The food is too fragrant.

But now.

Reflected in Wang Jiawen's pupil, there is a line of 20 guardian teams, each of which is a brand new Mercedes-Benz S600. What kind of joke?

"What the **** is he?"

Wang Jiawen’s expression was a bit stiff, and he suddenly found this scene, which brought him a lot of shock.

Twenty Mercedes-Benz, worth at least 50 million or more, this is no problem, looking at the people who came down from the Mercedes-Benz, Wang Jiawen is a bit awkward.

Nima, the clothes worn by bodyguards are more expensive than mine?

"This..." Su Yu's face also became a little dignified, whispered; "It seems that Mr. Zhang is really not simple."

In their gaze, the panda car slowly came over and parked the car in the parking space on the right side. Zhao Feng told Ahu and others to go back to the beach to continue exercising, and the team left.

Before the company's address was not settled, the car was temporarily placed in the windy nightclub.

After Zhao Feng finished, he went to the restaurant, and Zhang Han, who was driving the panda car, first got off the bus, and came to the back seat to hold Meng Meng into his arms. On the other side of the door, Zhou Fei and the purple flower holding the flowers also went down. car.

“Meng Meng, Meng Meng Meng Meng!” Wang Yizhen quickly yelled after seeing Meng Meng, shouting and ran over.

"This little guy is coming?" Zhang Han chuckled.

"Geisha!" Meng Meng was very pleasantly screamed, the little guy twisted in his arms, and did not wait for the opening, Zhang Han put her down.

Meng Meng ran over and Wang Yizhen got together and played with it.

Zi Yan saw a slight glimpse, carefully looked at the next Wang Yi, she knows, this little fat girl is a new friend who has said several times on the phone.

"Mr. Zhang."

Wang Jiawen did not lie, he left his hand and walked over the boutique bag, and extended his right hand and said with a smile:

"We just came and saw that Mr. Zhang is no longer planning to leave. I didn't think it was really good. I said that I wanted to drink with Mr. Zhang last time. This is not the time to bring wine with me today."

"Yeah." Zhang Han smiled and bowed his head.

"Yeah, beautiful roses." Su Yu glanced at the rose in the hands of the purple sable, and looked at the purple sable, and exclaimed: "You are the cute mother? The flowers are beautiful, what? Your skin is good." ""

"Thank you." Zi Yan replied with a light forehead.

"Jiawen, look at the romance of Mr. Zhang, and give Mrs. Zhang a rose." Su Yubai said with a look at Wang Jiawen.

"Yes, this is really to learn from Mr. Zhang." Wang Jiawen did not feel embarrassed, said a smile.

"We are in the advanced house." Zhang Han said, and took the lead into the restaurant.

Ziyan holds the flowers and walks to the coffee table on the front side of the sofa, carefully placed, and then under the arrangement of Zhao Feng, everyone sits at the dining table.

After Zhao Feng came back, he and Xu Yong made a face-to-face. Xu Yong simply said the training situation on these two days. After Zhao Feng nodded, he got up and left.

A cow and a sheep, relatively speaking, the weight of the hot pot is very small, the rest of the ingredients, he let the finished dishes made by the next restaurant, intend to bring back to the beach brothers to improve the food.

After Xu Yong left, Zhao Feng was already preparing for this hot pot dinner.

At this time, the hot pot soup with a large number on the table is already cooked, and all around it is a plate of dishes.

Fat cattle, fat sheep, lamb chops, fat cattle upper brain, beef tendons, fresh shrimp slippery, black hair belly, white venetian, cabbage, spinach, mushrooms.......

Looking at the ingredients filled with the table, the purple lips stunned and the heart was very excited.

This nerd finally prepared for himself a meal that he had long wanted to eat, oh, stinking.

At this time, Zi Yan and Zhou Fei were already hungry. The two did not eat in the morning. When they went to the airport at noon, Zhao Feng made people go to KFC and bought some food. Ziyan also only ate a chicken wing.

"Hah, the hot pot soup is boiled, let's not lie, eat it! I have to starve to death." Zhou Fei said.

At this time, Zhao Feng poured a small glass of wine to everyone on the side. The red wine is the collector's edition of the 82-year-old Lafite brought by Wang Jiawen.

After pouring the wine, Zhao Feng stood by his side, a full-time butler.

"You also sit down and eat?" Zi Zi looked at him with a strange look.

Zhao Feng smiled and shook his head and said: "I can't."

This is not to make Wang Jiawen and Su Yu a little curious, what kind of role Zhao Feng is in the restaurant.

"Sit down." Zhang Han glanced at him and chuckled: "Isn't you talking to you, there are not so many rules."

"Okay." Zhao Feng gave a slight glimpse and did not feel guilty. He sat directly on one side.

In his heart, there is a warm current. The more he touches, the more he discovers that Zhang Han’s treatment of him is not the master in the strict sense. It is more like the feeling of his brother treating his younger brother. The master saves his life and teaches himself to practice. And the one who can return the master, the only loyalty and follow-up.

It may be this feeling that the sergeant died for the confidant.

When Zhao Feng sat down, Wang Jiawen was very appropriate to pick up the glass and said with enthusiasm:

"Thanks to Mr. Zhang's hospitality, the amount... Mrs. Zhang, and this lady, my name is Wang Jiawen, this is my wife Su Yu, this is my daughter Wang Yizhen."

Wang Jiawen briefly introduced Ziyan and Zhou Fei.

At this time, Zi Yan took the wine glass and hesitated a little. She still took the sunglasses off.

Seeing the face of Zi Yan completely, Su Yu and Wang Jiawen's eyes were a little bit astounding. Then the eyes looked a little, as if they had thought of something, but they were uncertain.

In the eyes of the two, Zi Zi’s mouth turned up, and smiled slightly: “Hello, I am purple.”

"My name is Zhou Fei." Zhou Fei also responded.

After that, everyone gestured to each other and took a sip of wine.

After drinking, Wang Jiawen also adjusted his mood. He shook his head again and again and smiled: "Long time, I didn't expect that Mrs. Zhang's wife turned out to be purple."

"Yeah, I was thinking about which big beauty can give birth to such a beautiful and cute little girl. Now I see Miss Purple, I will understand." Su Yu said with a smile.

"Mummy, what about me?" Wang Yi asked with a squint.

"You are also pretty and lovely." Su Yu touched Wang Yi's brain and said.

The small appearance of Wang Yizhen brought in the laughter of several adults.

After taking a sip of wine, Zhao Feng began to serve, picking up two fat mutton, respectively, in the spicy soup and clear soup, and picked up two plates of lamb chops and black hairy belly and a little mushrooms into the pot.

At this time, everyone began to prepare the dips.

There is a small bowl of a small bowl of dip on the table, everything can be said, Xu Yong is to take all the ingredients of the hot pot restaurant.

However, there are very few choices for sable, only some hot pot sesame oil and garlic, with a little salt and MSG.

This is the traditional Chongqing dip, garlic has the effect of hot and spicy, sesame oil can reduce the irritating effect of spicy on the stomach, this way, can best eat the taste of the hot pot itself, if the match is too fancy, it will weaken The original taste of Chongqing hot pot.

"Do you want to try this kind of food, I often eat it."

After seeing Zhang Han going to the castor sauce, Zi Yan said softly to him.

It is very natural to say that the idea in my heart is to let Zhang Han taste it very delicious.

"Okay." Zhang Han smiled and glanced at her, and he cooked it like a recipe.

Seeing Zhang Han’s gaze, Zi Yan’s heart was hot and he was a little confused and removed his gaze.

"It’s finally good, open and eat!"

Zhou Fei’s eyes fell into the pot. The meat pieces were cooked in less than a minute. Zhou Fei quickly caught a piece of meat, dipped in the ingredients and sent it into the mouth.

The unique astringency of the mutton and the rich flavour of the meat float throughout the mouth, making her whole person cool and unable to do it herself.

"Too fragrant!"

Did not have time to taste, a piece of lamb was down, Zhou Fei quickly picked up a piece of lamb chops.

The lamb chops are small and small, biting in the mouth is extremely soft and tender, and the pure fragrance of the lamb chops is more fascinating.

The sable is the first to have a black hairy belly, stained with sputum, and sent into the mouth.

The characteristic of the hairy belly is chewy, slightly crispy, and the bite will hear the snoring from the bones.

The Maodu hot pot is a special feature of Chongqing. The purple oyster is also the traditional hot pot of Chongqing hot pot. This method of eating over time is very fragrant, but more importantly, the ingredients on this table are too embarrassing.

A hairy belly, as if the pores of the purple sable are opened, the scent has a spicy taste, which makes her very enjoyable.

It was Zhang Han, sitting next to Meng Meng, first sandwiched a lot of food and handed it to the sprouting plate, and the service was thoughtful.

On the other side, Wang Yizhen couldn’t care, and after seeing it, she made a noise and let her dad give it to her.

Wang Jiawen smiled and added some food.

Then a hot pot meal began to eat. Whenever I had Zhang Han’s food, Wang Jiawen wanted to give a thumbs up and was amazed.

A hot pot was eaten for an hour and a half, and it was not until five o'clock.

"Hey, eat well."

After the meal, Zhou Fei was **** on the sofa, lazy.

Zi Yan and Su Yu sat next to each other, chatting in a gentle and elegant manner, while Zhang Han and Wang Jiawen and two little hoes were on the piano side.

Meng Meng was so noisy that she talked about a piano piece, and she was very good. She wanted Wang Yiqi to know.

Soon, a melodious Kanon Variations sounded. When I heard the song, Su Yu’s eyes sitting on the sofa condensed and looked at the past.

"Mr. Zhang's piano bomb is also so good? Really powerful, Zi Yan, you have found a good husband." Su Yu said softly.

"Yeah." At this time, in the face of the husband's two words, Zi Yan actually pointed to the bottom, smiled slightly, said: "He, anything will be a little."

Although I said this in front of outsiders, Zi Zi still felt a bit ashamed.

Husband...

"Which is a little bit, it is too modest, your husband is super powerful." Su Yu said in an envious tone: "Whatever it is, unlike my husband, cooking is difficult, or a straight man, no How have you sent me flowers?"

It is conceivable that after seeing Zhang Han and Su Yu returning home, there must be something that is often said:

"You see people Zhang Han on the purple 妍..."