House Dad’s Literary Life

It may be that the time difference is not reversed, or it may be that the sleep is not practical. The ink crane year is very early. When it gets up, the sky outside is still blue, and the sun does not come out.

After a groping for a while, the ink crane year dressed and walked out of the room.

There was no bathroom in his room. When he went to the bathroom, after passing through Yang Lan’s room, he glanced at the closed door, his face showing a sneer, and whispered, “Hey, young!”

So late, still sleeping late!

In the year of the year, Mo Henian learned that he had been snoring for a while, and he also brushed his teeth and brushed his teeth. However, he felt a little hungry at this time!

I knew that I had to eat a little last night. Why should I be stubborn? The ink crane year was a hard mouth yesterday. He didn't eat dinner at all, just ate a little bread on the plane.

Just as the ink crane year went to the kitchen and wanted to see if there was anything to eat, he heard a little movement and looked back. He saw Yang Lan, who was wearing a sportswear and carrying a big bag of things, came up from the stairs.

"Uncle, are you awake?" Yang Lan saw the ink crane year and quickly said hello.

The ink crane year frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Yang Lan raised the dish in his hand and explained: "Oh, that's it. I used to go to exercise in the morning, and then I bought it by the way."

Mohe year looked suspiciously at Yang Lan. He had a little doubt in his heart whether Yang Lan was deliberately performing in front of himself. However, looking at Yang Hao’s appearance in the early morning, he did not say anything.

Yang Lan still went to the bathroom to take a bath as usual, and changed into a dry clothes before going to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

However, when he came to the kitchen, he saw that the ink crane year was eating apples while looking at the dishes in the bag.

When the ink crane year heard the movement, he looked back and saw a little bad thing on his face. He coughed and said, "I see what you bought."

After that, Mo Henian regretted it. Why do you want to explain it forcibly? Isn't this the place without silver? It's better to pack it cold and scream out!

Yang Lan didn't think much about it. He also felt that it was not easy to talk to his father-in-law. He took a step and said: "Buy a cockroach, that is, a horseshoe. Here is cucumber, spinach, Cabbage, tomatoes, beef, and shrimp..."

After enumerating, Yang Xiao smiled and said: "Uncle, I heard Murphy said that you are running a farm on your own. The food you eat must be very healthy. I am also trying to buy the best ingredients, but I may follow Compared to your side, there is still a gap."

When the ink crane year was undecided, he waved his hand and said: "Don't be good abroad abroad. I think you are also good at these dishes. The beef is a little worse than the cattle we have raised."

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Murphy was awakened by the vibration of the mobile phone. Mo Xiaojuan called and told her that Niu Meiling would meet at the company tomorrow, mainly to sort out the gains and losses brought by Murphy before the scandal, to sum up and ask Murphy if he wants to go with.

Tomorrow's business, Murphy has not made a decision, but she slept early last night, and at this moment did not sleep, then covered the quilt, dressed himself, walked out of the bedroom.

The kitchen that didn't close the door was not small, it was the sound of the range hood, and it was the voice of Yang Lan and the ink crane year. Murphy was a little surprised. Although she hadn't washed her face yet, she looked like a god, but she still pressed it. Live, go and see what happens.

When Murphy came over, Yang Lan heard the movement, but the ink crane did not pay attention to it, so Murphy probed it, and saw that his father was working on his own, and Yang Lan was helping to hand the seasoning.

Seeing this scene, Murphy was very surprised.

This kind of harmony, if you look at this scene alone, she can't guess how yesterday's ink year will be a slap in the face of Yang Hao!

How did it seem that the night passed and the situation became better?

At this moment, the ink crane year was also noticed. He turned his head and looked at Murphy. He couldn’t stand his face. He could only say with a slap in the face: "Don’t misunderstand, this dish, I am fried for food!"

It turned out that when Yang Lan tried to show his cooking skills, Mo Henian told him to stop first, and then vacated the position, letting himself cook a plate of smooth beef.

In fact, the ink crane year is not willing to admit it. At this time, anyone can see his change in attitude toward Yang Lan. Perhaps the more you understand, the more advantages Yang Yang can see?

"Nothing, you are busy." Murphy was delighted and not punctuated. She turned and went to wash.

Because of the arrival of the Year of the Ink, Yang Lan really did a lot of breakfast, and when Murphy came out of the bathroom, Yang Lan was still busy in the kitchen, and the ink crane year sat in front of the table with his hands crossed. One dish, one of which is the slippery beef made by the ink crane year.

"Hey, can I have a taste?" Murphy took the washed dishes and put them on, while deliberately sprinkling with the ink crane year, said, "I have never eaten the dishes you have made for a long time!"

The ink crane year snorted and nodded.

Murphy smiled, picked up a piece of beef with tender yellow scrambled eggs, ate a piece, and then raised a thumb from the year of the ink crane, said: "Hey, your sword is not old, very delicious!"

Mohe year proudly raised his eyebrows, but he did not laugh, just asked: "I usually cook at home at home?"

"Yeah, you know, where can I cook?" Murphy said softly. "All the housework in the house, Yang Lan does not let me do it, I usually take care of me!"

With that said, Murphy’s face overflowed with a happy smile, but she really said so.

Mohe year carefully examined his daughter's face, but he did not continue to talk about this topic, but turned his head and said: "In the morning, I saw the kid, I don't know where the ghosts are going..."

Before he finished, Murphy explained with a smile: "Do you mean that Yang Lan is going to buy food in the morning? He has to exercise every day. Do you see the mountain behind? Usually, Yang Lan has to run over. Then go to the vegetable market over there and buy food back."

Mohe year asked with some surprise: "Every day?"

"Yes, every day." Murphy nodded nodded. "Besides the rain, he will also be at home in the rain."

The impression of Yang Henian on Yang Lan is gradually getting better. However, he did not immediately change his attitude towards Yang Lan. It is still uncomfortable, and the coldness will not make Yang Xiao smile.

He was woken up by Murphy, and after washing his face, he had to have breakfast with his parents and his grandfather.

"You taste this dish, this is the smooth egg beef that the grandfather specially made for you." Murphy still gave this dish with a very eye-catching look.

"I want to eat this." He did not move the chopsticks. She pointed to the fuel-efficient shrimp ball that Yang Hao fried.

"You first taste the beef fried by the grandfather, you forgot? This is your favorite food!" Murphy was a little embarrassed, she looked at the black face of the ink crane year, can only continue to persuade.

"First eat beef, and then eat shrimp." Yang Lan also joined the persuasion, "What should be eaten a little, so nutrition is sufficient."

"That's okay..." Fortunately, the little girl was full of sleep, didn't get up, and although she was reluctant, she was obedient.

But after waiting for the two dishes to be eaten, Mo Henian asked some unconvinced words: "Hey, do you think that it is delicious for the grandfather to stir up the beef, or this, is this shrimp delicious?"

"Shrimp is delicious!" replied without thinking.

The little girl said it was crisp, and then she asked her mother to give her the food she wanted to eat, completely ignoring her grandfather’s face.

Yang Lan quickly clipped a chopsticks and slipped the beef. While chewing, he said, "All are delicious. Your uncle's fried meat and egg are very good! I don't like it, maybe because of the quality of the beef we sell here. Not good, the news always says what water-filled beef, blame me, buy bad!"

In the year of the year, Mo He Nian looked at Yang Lan deeply. However, it is amazing that although he saw Yang Yan picking up his dish, he browed and picked, but did not say anything.

Whoever fried the dish is better to eat. In fact, after the ink crane has tasted the fried vegetables, Yang has already made a conclusion. However, he is still not convinced and wants to pull back a city here.

But who thought, oh so honest...