Chen Songping is not as cold and warm as Wang Cailian, after cooking, the apron is taken off, and he sits back in the living room, either reading the newspaper or reading a book. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xu Shuang went to the study, and made a row of wooden bookshelves against the wall under the window, Chen Chi's textbooks from childhood to adulthood had not been sold, and the corners of the rolled up were patiently flattened page by page, and the books were stacked neatly. On the other bookshelf next to the table is Chen Chi's father's books, most of them are yellowed old books, Xu Shuangchuan grabbed a copy casually, looked at the printing period, secretly stuck out his tongue, the age of the book was older than her age.

The books that Chen Chi's father is reading now make Xu Shuangchuan deeply admire.

One is a family medicine encyclopedia, resting on the desk, and it seems to be often flipping. Wang Cailian told Xu Shuangchuan: "Your father said that when you go to the hospital to line up for a long time, and when you come back from prescribing medicine, you will check the book, think about what this medicine treats, and take the opportunity to understand some knowledge." ”

There is also an English-Chinese dictionary used by Chen Chi when he was studying, perhaps because the characters are too fine, and there is a magnifying glass pressed on the cover. "When his father was making up for Chi'er's book, he took it out and kept it here, saying that he had never learned English, and now he flips through it casually when he has time, looks at it twice, and passes the time. ”

Xu Shuangxiao noticed that there was a piece of paper in the English dictionary, revealing a side, which she recognized with her eyes, and it turned out to be a hand-copied phonetic transcription table, with neat handwriting, and Chinese homophony next to it.

Chen Chi told Xu Shuangchuan that his father had studied Russian for a year when he was young and had never been exposed to English. The Chinese homonym was a table made by his father listening to the recording, reviewing the creative annotations in Chen Chi's English textbook.

This is naturally a bit ridiculous, but Xu Shuangchuan looked at the meticulous black pen handwriting, and only looked in awe for her father-in-law.

Chen Chi's father never played mahjong and never watched eight o'clock TV series. After retiring, he took over the cooking work and didn't care much about washing dishes. In the morning, he accompanied Chen Chi's mother to exercise, but Wang Cailian went to exercise, in fact, in addition to stretching her muscles and bones, she also had to get together with her colleagues and neighbors for a short chat, which was a very important social activity in the day for these retired workers. And Chen Songping generally does not participate in small talk, walks in circles after saying hello, and goes to call Wang Cailian to go home with him after walking for half an hour.

Wang Cailian called herself her mother in front of Xu Shuangchuan, and when she mentioned Chen Chi's father, she would say "your father". Xu Shuangchuan didn't get used to it at first, and as soon as her mother-in-law said "your dad", her first reaction was her own father Xu Manting.

Her father and Chen Chi's father have only one thing in common, they don't talk much at home. But in Xu Shuangchuan's opinion, her father is also soft if he doesn't speak, and Chen Chi's father doesn't speak It seems a little distant, overall, Xu Shuangchuan feels that Chen Chi's father is a person who expresses more rationally than emotionally. Of course, Chen Chi's father was very good to her.

For example, after they finished peeling the corn kernels, Chen Chi's father picked up the pot, tied it in a plastic bag, got up and said, "I'll take it down and beat the bud grain noodles." ”

"Dad, I'll go with you. Chen Chi said.

"No, you watch TV with Frosty. Chen Songping waved his hand.

"Just let your dad go alone. Wang Cailian took out the pumpkin, washed it and cut it into pieces, and prepared to steam it to make pumpkin poop.

Xu Shuangchuan whispered to Chen Chi: "What is bud grain noodles, where to fight, why is it so troublesome?"

There was no one in the living room, and Chen Chi boldly rubbed her cheek: "It's a little troublesome, and if you don't get used to eating later, you have to eat more." He explains, "Fresh corn kernels are beaten into a paste with a grinder, which we call bud grain noodles here. There is a family in the community who specializes in helping people grind flour and also make budding grain noodles, my dad will go to his house, and come back after fighting, when my mother does it, you also follow the learning, you don't need you to come to fry the baba, you can just look at it on the side. ”

Xu Shuang lowered a calculation, made a corn poop, went to buy corn from the morning, after peeling grains, beating noodles, and flour, kneading dough, frying, which lasted a day, which consumed her and her mother-in-law, father-in-law's foot strength, and the whole family went into battle to peel corn, she hissed, complained: "How do you say that I am greedy? ”

"I didn't say you were greedy," Chen Chi chuckled, "I said you love to eat special snacks, my parents have to do this, I can't stop it, they say that being idle is also idle." Later, if you boast about the corn poop, you will say that it is much better than the tortillas you bought outside. ”

Xu Shuang sighed, this is a must.

She glanced sideways at Chen Chi: "You are at my house, and every meal says that my mother's cooking is delicious, but in fact, it is also a slap on the horse, right?"

Chen Chi clenched his fist against his mouth and coughed violently, and clarified: "Your mother's cooking is really delicious, I haven't exaggerated." What words do you use?"

Xu Shuang's eyes rolled, tilted his head and smiled: "Your mother?"

"It's my mom now, too. I praise my mother's food for being delicious, is there anything wrong?" Chen Chi said righteously.

Xu Shuang curled the corners of her mouth and stopped talking.

Corn poop is really delicious, with a fresh corn flavor. However, allowing the frost to tell the truth, the taste is a little rough, after all, the corn husk is also among them. In fact, the pumpkin poop made with it is more delicate and moisturizing.

Of course, Xu Shuangchuan praised the two kinds of baba as Chen Chi taught, especially the more labor-intensive and time-consuming corn baba.

Wang Cailian looked at Xu Shuangchuan and ate three in a row, satisfied. "Eat slowly, be careful of the burn. Chi'er, you eat pumpkin poop and save these two corn poops for Frostfrost, she loves this. ”

Xu Shuangchuan really had a hard time, she looked at Chen Chi, and he smiled strangely. She lowered her eyes and thought to herself, and turned around to let Chen Chi massage again.

After dinner, Chen Chi made an appointment with his elementary school classmates in the morning to have a barbecue to catch up. Xu Shuangchuan accompanied her in-laws downstairs for a walk to eat, and watched a variety show for a while, and after nine o'clock, Wang Cailian said: "Shuangshuang, wash and sleep early." ”

Xu Shuangchuan said yes, said goodnight, washed up, went back to the room, and talked to her mother on the phone. Xuan Chunhua was very satisfied when she heard that the Chen family was busy cooking food for her daughter.

At eleven o'clock in the night, Chen Chi gently turned the key to open the door. When he entered the room, he was stunned and turned towards the study with the lights on.

"Dad, you haven't slept yet?"

Chen Songping was sitting at the desk flipping through the books, and when he heard the sound, he looked up and said, "I'll wait for you." ”

"I brought the keys. Chen Chi said with a smile.

Chen Songping looked at Chen Chi and asked, "Have you drunk?"

"I drank a bottle of beer. ”

Chen Songping nodded and advised: "When you go out to socialize in the future, you must be measured and drink as little as possible." ”

"Got it, Dad. ”

"Go wash up first, I'll have a few words to say to you later. ”

"Dad, you say, I'll listen. ”

"Go wash first, wake up. ”

Chen Chi looked at his father and agreed with a smile. He washed quickly, and when he came out, he didn't rush to the study, but gently pushed open his door and leaned in to take a look. Through a bed of mosquito nets, it was vaguely seen that Xu Shuangxia slept peacefully, obediently only occupying half of the side, leaving half for him, but she seemed to have slipped under the pillow again.

Chen Chi smiled silently, and paused when he was about to close the door. The cold air in the room poured out continuously, and he stood at the door of the room, as if he was standing at the watershed of the two heavens. (To be continued.) )