And when Uncle Gong Jian struggled to move himself to the kitchen, he pushed the door, but he startled himself, he was almost unstable, and he was about to sit on the ground with his ass, but fortunately he was quick in the end, and used two hands to pick up the kitchen door frame, which prevented him from falling again.

As soon as he pushed the kitchen door open, he saw a dark figure inside, squatting by the stove in the dark, pulling something into his mouth.

And when he heard the sound of Uncle Gong Jian pushing the door and going to the kitchen, the black shadow turned his head, and the face actually had no facial features, it was still dark, which didn't startle Uncle Gong Jian.

And just when Uncle Gong Jian finally stabilized his body and was about to shout that there was a thief, he heard a familiar shout from the black shadow: "Dad, you are up." ”

This voice is really familiar, even if Uncle Gong Jian was so frightened that he ran away a lot, he still heard it, isn't this the voice of his youngest son Gong Yaozu.

But looking at the black figure in front of him, Uncle Gong Jian shouted tentatively uncertainly: "Yaozu, is it you?"

The figure immediately replied, "It's me, Daddy." As he spoke, the figure stood up and took a few steps towards Uncle Gong Jian.

And as the black figure walked in, Uncle Gong Jian finally saw clearly at this time, why he didn't see the person's facial features, only a black piece, it turned out that Gong Yaozu's head was covered with a large black cloth scarf, covering his entire face, only revealing his slender two eyes, plus he was draped in hair, but the whole person looked like a black piece, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

After confirming that the suspicious figure in front of him was indeed his youngest son, Uncle Gong Jian's heart was put in his stomach. He couldn't help but open his mouth to blame: "Yaozu, why are you wrapping yourself so tightly? As soon as I came in from the outside, I didn't see it clearly, and I thought there was a thief in the house in a trance." If you hadn't spoken, I'd have opened my mouth to call my neighbors to catch the thief. ”

Gong Yaozu didn't expect that he didn't want to be seen by his parents because of the injury on his face, so he wrapped his face with a cloth towel, and almost let his father treat him as a thief and let people arrest him.

He said with some dissatisfaction: "Dad, who will have a thief enter this blue sky, you are too bold." Didn't I come out hungry to find something to eat? By the way, my mother, why didn't she cook lunch at home?"

Gong Yaozu was indeed hungry to wake up. That's why he endured the pain and got up from the bed. He originally wanted to call her mother to bring him food, but he was afraid that his mother would see the injury on his face, so he asked again and again.

In Gong Yaozu's heart, his performance last night was indeed terrible. He also boasted that he had mixed up in the town, and he was a man with a head and a face. But last night, he didn't even do it so simple, a wall to break into. He really can't tell anyone about what he did last night.

Hearing his son's question, Uncle Gong Jian replied reflexively: "You, your mother, she went to the town to buy a kitchen knife." After saying this, he added, "It is said that she should also come back, why hasn't she arrived home by this time, this woman is really stupid." ”

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Gong Yaozu agrees with his father's opinion, in his opinion, his mother is indeed a very stupid woman who doesn't understand anything. Whatever he says, no matter how unbelievable those words are, his mother will believe them very seriously.

Knowing where his mother went, Gong Yaozu also understood why there was nothing to eat in the kitchen now. He had rummaged through the kitchen just now, but he didn't find anything to eat, but finally he had an idea, lifted the lid of the cauldron, and found a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun inside. That's all you can eat in the kitchen.

Of course, there are rice and noodles in the kitchen, and there are even some dishes such as radish and cabbage. But who let Gong Yaozu never do housework since he was a child, let alone cook, he can't even make a fire.

Seeing these foods, Gong Yaozu certainly understood that this was his own breakfast. His mother must have been put in the pot and planned to keep it warm, but who knew that his careless mother didn't remember how much firewood she left at all, and the things in the pot were already cold at this time.

But now Gong Yaozu is indeed hungry, so he doesn't care about whether it is cold or not, so he immediately picked up the bowl of porridge and drank two sips just now. But before he could continue drinking, Uncle Gong Jian appeared at the door of the kitchen. At this time, as Gong Yaozu's gaze looked over, Uncle Gong Jian also found that the half bowl of porridge and a steamed bun were in the pot.

Seeing that there was food, Uncle Gong Jian seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, he dragged one leg, but stumbled to the pot table very quickly. He stretched out his hand to take the steamed bun in the pot, but just as he was about to grab the steamed bun in his hand, a hand suddenly appeared in the air, and he snatched the steamed bun away before he did.

Uncle Gong Jian never thought that there would be someone who dared to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, and when he looked at that hand, he found that it was his youngest son. At this time, Gong Yaozu grabbed the steamed bun, and was full of joy and was about to uncover the black cloth covering his face, so he planned to eat the steamed bun as soon as possible, which was considered serious.

Originally, in Gong Yaozu's opinion, this was all the breakfast left for him by his mother, so it should be his. It's not right for his father to come over and grab his steamed buns, but no matter what, he thinks it's better to eat them in his stomach quickly, which is safe, who knows if his father will come over to grab it.

As for whether Uncle Gong Jian will snatch his steamed buns again, Gong Yaozu does not know this, but Uncle Gong Jian is clear. Seeing that his youngest son was about to stuff it into his mouth with a steamed bun, Uncle Gong Jian was also anxious, and hurriedly picked up the broom next to him to brush the pot, and hit Gong Yaozu on the head at once.

"You bastard, it's really not a thing, you dare to grab Lao Tzu's things. ”

Gong Yaozu was hit this time, although Uncle Gong Jian didn't exert much strength, but this time it just hit the wound on his face, so the pain that pierced his heart made him cry out with an ouch.

Because of this pain, the action of putting the steamed bun in his mouth in Gong Yaozu's hand immediately paused there, and with his pause, the steamed bun in his hand was immediately snatched back by Uncle Gong Jian.

This time Gong Yaozu is gone, it is his steamed buns, his breakfast. He hurriedly didn't care about the pain, and reached out to snatch the steamed bun back. But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was hit on the head again.

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