In the kitchen, Lao Zhao wanted to smoke a red plum to relieve his embarrassing emotions,

But thinking that the girl didn't like the smell of smoke, she still stuffed the cigarette case back into the storage space, turned around and turned off the gas stove where the sugar water had been boiled, took out the porcelain bowl and strainer in the cupboard, and carefully poured the sugar water into it.

Filter out the residue of the jujubes, and the bright red sugar water looks crystal clear.

"Hot?"

Lao Zhao tasted the temperature carefully.

Then a clear cold wind from the top of the Alps blew through, and a graceful arc glided around the edge of the bowl, making the hot brown sugar water in the bowl a little cooler, and the temperature was just right at this time.

He came to the door of his daughter's bedroom, knocked on the door and asked softly, "Is it convenient for me to enter?"

"Come on in. ”

Xia Zhi's voice was a little shy.

Lao Zhao coughed dryly, gently pushed open the door and walked in, holding the porcelain bowl, but found that the girl had sat up on the bed wrapped in a blanket, although there was still a large cold sweat on her forehead, but her fair face had regained a healthy flush.

Xia Shi and Xia Zhi sat on the edge of the bed, holding Zhao Ying's hand, and their faces lost the worry they had before.

"Are you feeling better?"

Lao Zhao went over with a porcelain bowl: "Why don't you drink some freshly boiled brown sugar water to replenish your qi and blood first?"

"Huh?"

But Zhao Ying looked at Lao Zhao's face in a daze, her black and white eyes swept over the slightly bald hairline and the most obvious belly, her pretty face seemed to remember something, and asked softly, "Father?"

"Ahem, ahem!" Lao Zhao was a little uncomfortable: "What's the matter with such a formal title?"

"Interesting fate, isn't it?"

Zhao Ying pursed her lips and smiled.

Stretching out her white and tender little hand, she took the porcelain bowl held by Lao Zhao, carefully scooped it with a porcelain spoon and put it into her mouth, and with the sweetness filled with the smell of jujube down her throat, she also smiled at Lao Zhao: "Thank you, Dad!"

"Really?" Lao Zhao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling that the situation was a little bad.

"Weird atmosphere?"

Xia Zhi was puzzled beside him: "Brother-in-law and Xiaoying have an awkward quarrel?"

Xia Shi also blinked her eyes and wondered, "No, right?" She stretched out her hand and put it on Zhao Ying's forehead to measure: "I don't have a fever, do you feel that Xiaoying is weird?"

"Oops!" Zhao Ying knocked off her mother's hand, pouted and said coquettishly as usual: "I just have occasional stomach pain, and it doesn't hurt if I drink the brown sugar water sent by my father!" She couldn't hold it anymore, and tilted her little head and laughed with a puff: "Isn't it cute that I'm spoiled?"

"Xiaoying, what's wrong with you?" Xia Shi was even more worried, this was not in line with the appearance of her own daughter on weekdays: "It can't be stimulated by something, right?" She seemed to think of something: "Did you break up?"

"Break up?" Xia Zhi pricked up his ears beside him.

"Huh?" Lao Zhao, who paid attention to the marriage of his daughter, was full of surprise.

"What a thing!"

Zhao Ying lifted the blanket and got out of bed dissatisfied.

The well-proportioned body in the usual home clothes stretched a few times: "Aren't I much better now?" She chuckled and looked at Lao Zhao: "Maybe it was because Dad's stewed beef in the morning was too fragrant, and after eating a few more pieces, it was indigestion, right?"

"Really?"

Xia Shi and Xia Zhi glanced at each other, both a little puzzled.

I only heard that I had indigestion and stomach pain and wanted to run to the toilet, why did Zhao Ying's indigestion still hurt all over her body, sweating profusely, and talking a little nonsense, just like a patient who had just had a high fever?

"That's it!" Zhao Ying hugged Xia Shi and Xia Zhi: "Let's go to dinner, shall we?"

"Eat, eat!"

Lao Zhao also nodded in agreement: "The cooked dishes are almost cold!"

Xia Shi scratched her head, but she only nodded suspiciously: "Since Xiaoying is fine, let's go to dinner, it just so happens that the meal made tonight is good, and Xiaoying can also eat some easy-to-digest perch to replenish her body." ”

Zhao Ying stuck out her tongue and smiled: "I can digest everything I eat now~"

"Huh?"

Xia Zhi was stunned next to him: "That's good?"

Looking at Zhao Ying's coquettish appearance holding hands, blinking, and the guy who was covered in cold sweat on the bed just now, snorting in pain, it's not you, right?

When he came to the living room, Zhao Sheng, who was still chatting with his mobile phone on the sofa, also stood up.

Looking at Zhao Ying, who was back to the beginning, her face was also stunned.

"Huh?"

He wondered, "You've been in pain for so little time today?"

Zhao Ying walked over angrily and smacked him fiercely at his scalp: "With you, a little conscienceless black-hearted maggot, you are secretly hoping that I will die of pain?"

"emmm......" Zhao Sheng wanted to say to the elder sister not to steal other people's lines, but after thinking about it, he forgot it.

"Wow!"

Erha shouted twice beside him.

looked at Zhao Ying in some disbelief, sniffed hard, and didn't pounce for a while, but still crawled on the ground, looking a little trembling like a beast.

"Oh?" Zhao Ying squatted down in front of Erha, gently reached out and rubbed its head: "I didn't expect there to be a little clever ghost like you here?" A chuckle appeared on her delicate face: "It just so happens that police dogs are being raised in the substation, do you want to follow me and become a civil servant in the future?"

"Wang?" Erha tilted his head as if he was stupid, his tongue drooped on the side of his mouth during his breathing, and his eyes were blank as if he didn't understand, but his lying body was slowly retreating backwards.

"Little Clever Ghost!"

Zhao Ying chuckled, and didn't continue to fiddle with it.

After all, it's the point of eating.

They all came to sit down on both sides of the table, and the dishes and chopsticks were ready.

Oiled sea bass, red stewed beef, white-cut chicken, vegetarian stir-fried cabbage, boiled cabbage heart, plus a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup and steaming rice in the rice cooker, five dishes, one soup and one staple food, all the color, flavor and flavor.

What's more, the combination of meat and vegetables, with the color and flavor, makes people can't help but have a great appetite!

"Wow!

Xia Shidu showed the joy of a little girl: "It looks so delicious!"

Xia Zhi sat next to him, biting his lower lip lightly, and his face showed a nostalgic look: "It's indeed my brother-in-law's craft, I really feel happy when I think about it, I haven't eaten it for a long time!"

Zhao Sheng felt a warmth from the bottom of his heart: "Is this a hard-won ordinary dinner?"

A smile also appeared at the corner of Zhao Ying's mouth: "Home cooking?"

"Let's eat it!"

Lao Zhao saw that everyone was surprised by his craftsmanship, and he was also very complacent and took out a bottle of beer that had been treasured for a long time in the cupboard: "Everyone gets together tonight, I'll drink a little!" As he spoke, he shook it: "German stout, this wine is good, do you want to have a little more?"

"Let's get some!" The four people at the table also spoke in unison, although they all had their own hearts and minds, but for the current warm family dinner environment, there was a sense of happiness in their hearts.

"Wang!"

Erha next to him was also chewing a large piece of red stewed beef and eating.

Seeing that everyone at the table raised their wine glasses and clinked glasses to each other, he also giggled happily, and at the same time ate a large piece of beef, wagging his tail vigorously, and was also elated by the current family atmosphere.

It's like home.