Chapter 87: Ginger Soup

"Wait. "I don't want to go to Tong Wangjun's place.

I looked at my phone and craned my neck to the sides of the road.

There are more than a dozen taxis around, but they can turn around again and again, and they are cars that do not take orders.

Hitchhikers didn't either.

At this moment, I had a strong desire to buy a car again.

If you have a car, why bother? As soon as the luggage is put away, the person drills into the car, steps on the accelerator, and leaves.

You don't have to be frozen, you don't have to pay to be pitted, and you have to be accompanied by a smiling face.

Chen Ke and Chen Le will not freeze and shrink their heads.

"No car. Tong Wangjun spoke again.

"There are more than 10 cars nearby, and if you wait a while, there will definitely be cars coming. "I'm going to hold on, it's going to be stubborn.

Tong Wangjun hugged Chen Le: "Ake, let's go back." ”

"Dad......" Chen Ke pulled me down.

Chen Ke's face turned from red to white, her hair was messy, her nose was red, I touched her hand, and she was cold: "Follow my mother back." ”

"What about you?" Chen Ke looked at me.

"I'll go with you. "With so much luggage, Tong Wangjun left with Chen Le in his arms regardless of it, I can't throw things away.

Chen Ke laughed excitedly, carried two plastic bags, walked in front, and looked back at me from time to time.

I dragged the big bag and the small bag, walked slowly behind, and got on the elevator, Tong Wangjun had already gone up first, and Chen Ke helped me press the next floor.

The door was open, the TV was on in the room, and Chen Le sat quietly on the sofa watching the bears come out, laughing from time to time.

"Ake, bring the door. "When I entered the house, it was warm, and I put everything by the door.

Tong Wangjun was in the kitchen, not knowing what he was doing, so I walked in: "I'm not hungry, I don't need to cook." ”

"Whoever made you rice, I'm cooking ginger soup. Tong Wangjun said angrily, "Cut some ginger out." ”

"Where's the ginger?" I looked left and right, but couldn't find where the ginger was stored.

"In the fridge. Tong Wangjun spoke.

The ginger was supposed to be bought in the supermarket, washed, the skin was not complete, I washed it and cut the thumb-sized ginger down.

Tong Wangjun glanced at it: "Then how is it enough? Get more." ”

"There are too many flavors, and Ah Ke and Xiaole may not necessarily drink it. I said.

Children, most of them can't get used to the smell of ginger, Chen Ke is okay, Chen Le is only more than a year old, less than two years old, the words are not good, and she doesn't drink too much ginger is equivalent to boiling it in vain.

"The cold wind blew, the snot flowed out, and it froze like this, and if you don't drink ginger soup, you catch a cold and send it to the hospital?

I didn't want to make a noise, so I cut the ginger in half and cut it into slices.

"You can't cut ginger, you have to cut it into shreds. Tong Wangjun finished his work, pushed me away, picked up a kitchen knife and cut the slices of ginger into shreds.

"The silk is so thin that it is easy to eat in the mouth. I reminded.

"You go out, don't get in the way in the kitchen, you can't help anything. "Tong Wangjun is getting impatient with me.

I was a little speechless, silently walked out of the kitchen, and sat next to Chen Le.

"Ake, stop doing your homework, come over and warm up your hands and watch TV. Chen Ke turned out her homework again and did it on the stool, and I called her.

is so serious, it makes people feel distressed to watch, and he is only eight years old.

"Mom said I had to finish my homework earlier, and I had to do five pages of exercises a day, and I still had one page missing. Chen Ke said.

"Don't listen to her, it's so late, what do you do, don't do it, do it again during the day. I said.

Tong Wangjun walked out and took two bowls of ginger soup in his hands: "Today's business is done today, don't teach the child badly." Ake, come over and drink ginger soup. ”

I sat on the sofa and asked about the strong smell of ginger, and glanced at the ginger soup that Tong Wangjun boiled.

It's black, a layer of oil, not only smells bad, but also ugly, making people have no appetite at all.

"Mom, I don't have a cold, can I not drink it?" Chen Ke put down his homework and ran to the table, looked at the contents of the bowl, a little afraid.

The expression of excitement suddenly turned into panic.

"It's all runny, how can you not drink it?" Tong Wangjun disagreed, "The big bowl is yours, drink it while it's hot." ”

"Dad also had a cold. Chen Ke looked at the ginger soup with a little fear.

"Leave him alone. Tong Wangjun picked up Chen Le and didn't even look at me.

Chen Le was fascinated by watching TV, and he didn't listen to the command, so I said: "Let him watch it for a while, the ginger soup is still hot, and I will drink it when it is colder." Did you put oil in your ginger soup?"

"Isn't there no taste at all if you don't put oil?" Tong Wangjun said as a matter of course.

"It's oily, how can you drink it? The ginger is also mushy. I said.

"Ginger is fried in oil, how to eat it raw?" Tong Wangjun took the remote control and turned off the TV, "Ake, don't stand, sit on a chair and eat, if it's too hot, blow and drink slowly." ”

Without the TV, Chen Le began to cry.

Tong Wangjun coaxed Chen Le, and Chen Ke looked at me for help: "Dad." ”

I know what Chen Ke means, let alone her, I was also afraid when I saw such ginger soup.

"Drink them all. Tong Wangjun also seemed to understand the purpose of Chen Ke's sudden call to me, and scolded him sternly.

Chen Ke didn't dare to speak.

"Come, Dad will give you a taste to see if it's hot. I walked over and picked up the ginger soup on the table.

Blew and took a sip: "It's a little hot." ”

I carefully drank a few more sips, and then gave the remaining half bowl of ginger soup to Chen Ke: "Drink it." ”

Chen Ke took the ginger soup and took a sip: "It's so unpleasant." ”

As he spoke, Chen Ke was still spitting out burnt shredded ginger.

I glanced at Tong Wangjun, and Tong Wangjun's face was not very good-looking.

"You should have an egg in it so it tastes better. "I suggested.

"Then why don't you get it? Tong Wangjun didn't seem to be able to pull his face, and instructed me, "Take the bowl of ginger soup on the table and give it to Xiaole to drink." ”

I took it over and put it in Tong Wangjun's hand.

"She doesn't necessarily drink it. I said.

Chen Le is still young, not as sensible as Chen Ke, and he will definitely not drink what he doesn't like.

The ginger soup tastes so strong, it's no wonder she can drink it.

"Don't say it on the side, the more you talk about it, the more she won't drink, your two daughters are what you're used to, and you won't teach your children at all. "Tong Wangjun thinks I haven't educated my children well.

Tong Wangjun put the ginger soup in his hand to Chen Le's mouth: "Be good, take a sip." ”

Chen Le didn't give face at all, his head was tilted back, and he had a disgusted expression on his face.

I laughed.

Tong Wangjun glanced at me, and coaxed Chen Le again: "Come, you won't catch a cold if you drink it, you have to be obedient, you have a runny nose, drink this bowl of ginger soup." ”

Chen Le waved his hand, almost knocking over the ginger soup in Tong Wangjun's hand.

"Forget it, if you don't drink it, you won't drink it. I persuaded.

"Don't speak. Tong Wangjun yelled at me, put down the ginger soup, and slapped Chen Le's ass twice, "If you don't listen, if you don't listen, your mother won't want you." ”

Chen Le's clothes were very thick, and the two sounds were loud, but they were all on the clothes, but Chen Le still cried.

Howling and screaming.

Although the two-year-old child is still young, he can still feel it when he is yelled at, and when Tong Wangjun is ruthless, Chen Le cries.

"Drink. Tong Wangjun put the bowl in front of Chen Le again.

Chen Le cried and took a sip, Tong Wangjun breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could be happy, Chen Le spit out his tongue, and all the ginger soup in his mouth spit out.

"I'll come, I'll coax her, the ginger soup is really too hard to drink, can you try it yourself?" I was afraid that Tong Wangjun would get angry, so I hurriedly snatched Chen Le and hugged it.

Tong Wangjun cleaned up the mess on the ground.

After a while, Tong Wangjun sat on the sofa, staring at the remaining half bowl of ginger soup, and finally tried to take a sip: "It's not difficult to drink." ”

I smiled, Tong Wangjun's brows were almost overturned, and it was not unpleasant.

"You hold Xiaole, I'll make ginger soup. "I handed over Chen Le, who didn't cry, to Tong Wangjun.

I didn't cut the shreds, the ginger was sliced, boiled in water, and then I beat a bubble egg into it, and then it was served.

Half-coaxing and half-threatening, Chen Le drank the ginger soup, and after holding Chen Le in the living room for a while, Chen Le's eyes narrowed and he fell asleep in my arms.

"How do you sleep?" I asked Tong Wangjun.

"Carry me to the room. Tong Wangjun said, "I'll go wash Chen Ke." ”

I nodded, entered Tong Wangjun's bedroom, took off Chen Le's coat, carefully stuffed it into my life, and after folding the quilt, I kept it on the side.

Seeing that Chen Le was really asleep, I came out.

"Ake, you go to sleep. Chen Ke has already washed out, Tong Wangjun said.

"I'm going to sleep with my dad. Chen Ke said.