"it!T is so watery!And the face monster priest?Do you want to be face?Why don't you know how to use special skills??Shield wall with cubs!Ang?"

Yan Haicheng pricked up his ears and listened to the movement next door, deliberately pretending to have an argument with someone, in fact, his teammates are all old brothers who have been playing together for more than 20 years, and he is roaring at this time, but in fact, the microphone is not open.

"Hey, Dad is so miserable! Elderly people are not good at playing games! They are sprayed every day!"

The study room is next door to Yan Zhu'an's bedroom, and Yan Haicheng's exaggerated miserable voice can be heard clearly.

Knowing that this was done by her father on purpose, in order to divert her attention, she was grateful to her father for his good intentions, but she still lay on the bed and didn't want to look up.

She's seen a lot of this kind of routine!

I remember that when I was in the first grade of primary school, I didn't do well in the final exam, and my mother punished her for copying books, she cried and copied at the same time, and her father pretended to be bullied in the game, and pitifully begged her for protection.

Yan Zhu'an has a more temperament like her mother, especially protective of her shortcomings, and never allows anyone to bully her father, so she put down half of the textbook that she copied immediately, and under Yan Haicheng's flickering, she ran to build a little warrior with a bun face, and seriously took her father, a full-level priest, to poke the low-level monster for a long time, saying that she wanted to avenge him!

Now she still remembers, after playing happily for a long time, seeing that her mother is coming back, she remembered that the book has not been copied yet, and immediately threw down the mouse and cried out with a "wow", and then her father patted his chest and said, "It's not a problem", and quickly copied the book for her.

didn't mention the process of being beaten by her mother, anyway, she still recalls the days when she faced the wall with her father, and she still wants to laugh from the bottom of her heart.

"Hey~I'm so thirsty~~"

Hearing that Yan Haicheng was still persevering, Yan Zhuan exhaled and got up.

She has always been a big-hearted person.

In her words, "Life is so short, and I have so many happy things to be happy about, why waste time getting angry?"

That anchor Doudou, although she has been a fan for almost a year, but in the final analysis, she is just a stranger she doesn't know in reality, and it's not cost-effective to worry her father for him!

Hearing the sound of the water dispenser in the living room, Yan Haicheng put down Erlang's legs, picked up the water cup on the table and poured it down, because he was so anxious that he almost choked, and he also covered his mouth and didn't dare to cough up.

Seeing that a few drops of water accidentally dripped on the table, Yan Haicheng didn't look for something to wipe the water, so he simply stood up and pulled his big pants to wipe the water, and then deliberately bent over and sat down with his shoulders drooping, making a pitiful look and waiting.

Sure enough, in less than a minute, his little padded jacket came in with a water cup.

Scold!

Ginger is still old and spicy~

Yan Haicheng took the water cup with a smile, pretended to be thirsty and poured half a cup, and it was a skilled rainbow fart:

"Thanks to the little padded jacket protector, this evil society has a temperature~"

Yan Zhuan knew that her father was deliberately teasing her, but she still laughed out loud:

"I know Dad! I won't think so much if I can't force this thing!

After looking at the time, seeing that it was almost five o'clock, Yan Zhu'an threw down the sentence "I'm going to pick vegetables", took the empty water cup, and turned into the kitchen opposite the study.

Seeing that she was in the mood to do things, knowing that she was really not so angry, Yan Haicheng breathed a sigh of relief, and then started to play again.

My wife is going home soon, play more and earn a while!

As for cooking, it's not that he doesn't help, but because Yan Zhuan graduated this year and has been admitted to the National Taxation Bureau, and he will report next month.

Because the place of work is too far away from home, in order to facilitate work, she has to move out to live, afraid that her daughter will not be able to eat, or live on takeout, Ms. Zhu gave a death order, he is not allowed to interfere, and must take advantage of this summer vacation to improve her daughter's cooking skills.

If you want to improve, you need to practice, practice brings true knowledge, and quantitative change leads to qualitative change, Ms. Zhu firmly believes in this truth.

Therefore, since the end of the civil service examination, Yan Zhu'an has arranged all the cooking at home.

In this regard, Yan Zhuan had no complaints, and Yan Haicheng rarely did not pull his back legs because he felt sorry for his daughter.

Peel out a plate of green beans, take out a small piece of lean meat and thaw it, pick a handful of water spinach, wash it and put it in a basket and drain it, Yan Zhuan thought about it, and was ready to beat two eggs and stir them up, and then cut a tomato to make a soup.

Two dishes and one soup, one meat and one vegetable, a family of three to eat is just right, no waste and not afraid of not enough, delicious and nutritious.

opened the refrigerator and found two eggs, and saw that there was still a watermelon, Yan Zhuan thought about it and took the melon out.

Mom's stomach is not very good, but she is still greedy for cold, Yan Zhuan plans to put the melon for a while, and wait for her to come back and eat it.

Stir the eggs, then blanch the tomatoes and tear them off, then cut them into pieces, look at the table, it's time for my mother to get off work, Yan Zhuan picked up the kitchen knife and prepared to cut the melon.

This is a melon with very thick skin, which is discounted in the supermarket on weekends, and Zhu Yucui is cheaply bought.

After letting it go for a while, a layer of water beads condensed on the epidermis, Yan Zhuan wiped it with his hands casually, holding the melon in one hand and the knife in the other.

It's not like she hasn't cut a watermelon on weekdays, but now it's like she has fallen into an evil spirit, and the melon skin seems to be very hard and she can't cut it.

Yan Zhuan had to work harder.

Somehow, the wrist holding the knife was numb, and the edge of the knife floated along the melon skin, and he directly cut off his left hand!

The oblique knife cut down hard, right in the tiger's mouth, and the flesh cracked a big hole, but it actually cut to the joint of the index finger!

Ten fingers connected to the heart! It hurts the joint again, and it hurts the heart!

Yan Zhuan cried directly!

Patience belongs to the poor little who no one hurts, and under her father's nose, she can't bear it anymore!

In addition, she was in a bad mood today, and her previous tears were all coaxed by her father, and now, the tears are like bursting the embankment, and they are flowing down!

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Hearing her crying, Yan Haicheng jumped up in fright, and directly brought down the chair and didn't care.

At the kitchen door, he saw Yan Zhu'an's hands bleeding, and hurriedly ran to the living room to take out the medicine box.

It's so serious, you have to stop the bleeding before you go to the hospital!

However, the Yan family had a smooth life, and they had no habit of preparing such things as bandages, so when they opened the medicine box, there were only Huoxiang Zhengqi water, several cold medicines, summer standing powders to clear heat and detoxify, and a small bottle of alcohol, plus a pack of band-aids.

Looking at his daughter's blood-gushing hands, Yan Haicheng was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and with an idea, he took off the white vest on his body and wrapped it around his daughter's hand!

"Bang!"

In a hurry, the watermelon that no one was holding fell to the ground and fell into several petals!

Knowing why his daughter cut her hand, Yan Haicheng couldn't help but blame himself with a trembling voice:

"How can I let you cut a watermelon!

Play a fart game!

It's useful to add blood to the game!

I want to be a milk in reality, now just give my daughter a milk!

Since childhood, Yan Zhu'an's oily skin has never been broken, Yan Haicheng looked at the blood on the vest, and his heart trembled in pain, he really wanted to take this knife for her!

Seeing that her father was full of self-blame, Yan Zhuan had the heart to comfort him, saying that it was just an accident, but she cried so much before that she hiccups at this time, and she couldn't speak.

At this time!

I saw a layer of white light appear on Yan Haicheng's hand, which quickly enveloped Yan Zhu'an's injured hand!

The father and daughter almost forgot to breathe! They just stared at that hand! They didn't dare to move!