Chapter Seventy-Two: I Always Go Home to See When I Have Time
When Ma Dashuai poured into the house three times, Dad came back!
After the old man parked the car, he hurriedly came over to help with a smile on his face.
When he received a call from his son just now, he was startled and thought something was wrong.
Because Ma Dashuai rarely calls home at night!
When he heard that his son had arrived home, Lian Xiang turned to be surprised, gave the game to others, and hurriedly drove back.
Usually just play in the village, very close, so drive a few minutes back.
"Why are you back at this point, and you don't call in advance!" said Dad as he picked up his things.
Seeing that my father was full of red light, he was dressed much more fashionable than before, and he looked a lot younger.
"Haha! Isn't this trying to surprise you? I've been rushing back since Mukden finished recording the show. Ma Dashuai said with a grin.
Ma Dashuai bought too many things, and it took the two of them more than ten minutes to finish.
"That's the car you bought, it looks classy!"
Dad looked at Ma Dashuai's car with his hands behind his back.
"Hehe, it's okay, it's affordable and durable, and it's relatively cost-effective. ”
"When you're okay during the day, drive out to play!" Ma Dashuai knew that his father loved cars.
"Haha! Let's go into the house, the day is getting colder and colder at the end of the year. "Dad was also shivering from the wind.
When he entered the house, Ma Dashuai saw at a glance that there were two large plates of steaming dumplings on the dining table, as well as a plate of cut pork head.
Regardless of the disregard, he picked one up with his hand and put it in his mouth, grinning hot, and reluctant to vomit, his eyes were red.
Seeing her son's anxious appearance, the mother said:
"This kid, you slow down, wait for the cool! It's just out of the pot, how hot it is!." ”
"It smells so good!"
After Ma Dashuai swallowed the dumplings, he wiped his mouth and said.
He immediately wiped his eyes, in fact, he was not only burned, but also moved.
"Go wash your hands and sit there to eat! It's all yours, no one will rob you!"
Mom smiled and slapped him gently.
Seeing his son eating happily there, the old couple also smiled, and looked at their son as if they couldn't get enough of it.
"This is the beef that your third sister gave you yesterday, and your mother made dumplings and frozen, which is convenient to eat. ”
Dad was afraid that he would choke and served him a bowl of dumpling soup.
"Well, the beef and green onion stuffing is delicious!"
Ma Dashuai ate all 2 large plates of dumplings, and only a little pig's head meat remained!
I drank a big bowl of dumpling soup again, and the original soup turned into the original food!
That's called a comfort, and the cold on his body has long since disappeared.
Ma Dashuai ordered a Huazi for his father, and he also had one.
A cigarette after this meal, race over the living immortals.
"Son, why are you buying so many things?"
"You mailed back those specialties a few days ago, and your mother and I didn't keep much!"
"We can't eat that much, so we'll share it with your sister. Dad said, pointing to a hill of gifts in the living room.
"That's it, how expensive the things outside are, just go to the market to buy the New Year's goods at home. Mom agreed.
As expected, he knew that his parents were sure of him, and he had already thought of the reason.
"These are all gifts brought by all of you, not New Year's goods!"
"This year, our family has been transferred, and it's going to be the New Year, can't we celebrate?" Ma Dashuai quickly explained.
"Okay, you just have a number in your heart! don't buy those things that are not practical, they are all family members and there is no need. Dad said.
The family chatted about Ma Dashuai's career again, and Ma Dashuai said it briefly, otherwise his parents would definitely be worried about it.
Hearing what his son said, the smiles on the corners of the old couple's mouths never broke!
He was proud and happy for his son.
Ma Dashuai told the old couple about going to school in the imperial capital after the year, and the old couple were very surprised.
They can't help their son's career, they don't understand, and they won't get involved.
I just felt that my son was far away from home, and I was afraid that I would come back even less, and my worry and reluctance were clearly expressed on my face.
Seeing the appearance of his parents, Ma Dashuai hurriedly said that it was still very convenient for the imperial capital to come back by plane, which was similar to being in Spring City.
I will come back often, and the old couple has a smile on their faces again.
Looking at the smiles on his parents' faces, Ma Dashuai was thinking: Fame is just a false name, and popularity is just a bubble!
Famous brands are just decorations, and famous cars are just means of transportation!
Only family affection will never change, so go home often when you have time!
The old man really doesn't want much! He will never let the thing happen that his son wants to raise but does not wait for his relatives!
Since it's getting late, I'll clean up those things tomorrow.
The kang in his house had burned down when he was moving things, and it should be hot now.
After taking a hot bath, Ma Dashuai got into the hot quilt.
This hot kang head is really much cooler than the bed, and it is called a comfort.
Northeast people often say: "Thirty acres of land is a cow, and the wife and children are hot on the kang." ”
It can be seen how important the hot kang head is.
Some people have back pain, and after sleeping on the hot kang for one night, nothing happens.
Maybe it's the hospitality habit formed by the cold weather.
There were guests at home, and before they could enter the door, the host made a series of respectful requests:
"Go to the kang and get on the kang, hurry up and get on the kang, take off your shoes and sit down!"
It's also a deep-rooted habit!
Many people go to the city when they go to visit the people in the city after entering the city.
Although the city people will not say that you should sit on the bed when they are killed, their butts will often habitually be next to other people's beds, which will make the hostess look displeased.
After the new villa built after the year, Ma Dashuai asked the design company to design a few rooms with kang on the first floor, and the old couple was used to living there.
There are still eight days to go before the New Year, time flies so fast, and Ma Dashuai has been reborn for more than half a year.
In the past six months, everything has been relatively smooth, both at home and in career.
Especially when he also gained love!
When Ma Dashuai was in the imperial capital, he also drove to the place where he fainted, but now there are not many restaurants, and he can only return in disappointment.
Ma Dashuai doesn't know when he fell asleep last night, but his whole body is as if he has done MSJ.
I glanced at my phone, and it was already past nine o'clock.
knew that the old couple felt sorry for him and asked him to sleep more, but they didn't call him.
Now he is refreshed and full of strength.
Dressed and walked out of the room, I saw my mother watching a TV series, and my father didn't know why he went.
"It's up, the rice is hot in the pot, wash your face and eat." ”
"Your dad drove to buy meat, and today the old Wang's family in the west of the village killed the New Year's pig. He said when he saw his son come out.
"Well, I know, is it so early? It's going to be a few days before the New Year!" Ma Dashuai's eyes lit up.
"What's early? A lot of pig farmers are killed, and they can't be staggered, otherwise what can we do with so much meat!" said the old mother to him.
Ma Dashuai didn't care about washing his face and eating, so he went back to the house and picked up his mobile phone and called his father.
He asked his father to buy some pork liver, pig conjoined body and plate oil, buy more pork belly, and eat it with oil!
Ma Dashuai loves this thing so much, he likes it very much since he was a child.
When I was a child, my family conditions were not good, and I couldn't afford to eat soybean oil, so I bought plate oil and relied on oil!
Use the remaining oil to make a pie, or eat bibimbap, that is called a fragrant yo.
Oops! I can't think about it, I'm drooling over it!
Ms. Tong looked at her son's unproductive appearance and laughed happily.
"You, such an adult, are still as greedy as when you were a child. ”
Ma Dashuai is not ashamed of his mother's ridicule, but proud, what kind of foodie is thin-skinned?
When he finished eating, his father also came back, looking at several large plastic bags in the trunk, he really bought a lot!
It's still that his father understands him, and Ma Dashuai grinned.
Help Dad get things into the house quickly!
Then he impatiently urged his father to help him rely on oil, he couldn't wait, and the gluttonous worm was hooked out.
Foodies' resistance to good food is negative!!