"I'm sorry, I won't be with you after school."

The little girl was carrying a pink Minnie Mouse bag, and the white socks were put under the small red leather shoes, which lined the uneasiness and apology of its owner when he spoke.

"They all said you don't have a father, so I don't want to play with you."

Young children are like that, it can be quick to become friends and it can be quick to separate from friends.

"If I still walk with you, they won't take me to play in the future."

Children are always active in groups, and they will not be like growing up, where only one or two close friends are enough.

"Uh-huh, I see." Hu Lingzi raised a smile on his face, "I can do it alone, anyway, my home is very close to the school." ”

Children, always the most intuitive display of their joys, sorrows, and sorrows. I saw that her mouth and eyes were curved beautifully, and after saying goodbye, she turned around and ran away. The small leather shoes crackled on the ground, and the end was a group of schoolchildren standing there. They saw the girl coming and grinned and included her in their group.

The child's laughter was obviously joyful and crisp, but it was a little harsh when it fell into Hu Lingzi's ears.

It was like a medicine falling into a cup, and the bitterness spread in the heart circle by circle, and there was a burst of depression on the left side of the heart.

"Am I hungry?" Hu Lingzi pursed his lips and turned around to go in the direction of his house.

But when he turned around, he saw another person, angry at him.

It is no longer that he is a fatherless child, but that his mother is too protective of him.

"Since your mother asked us not to disturb your studies, then we will break off our friendship directly." The boy directly threw Hu Lingzi's schoolbag on him, "Please also go back and explain it to your mother, okay?!" ”

Again. Hu Lingzi held his schoolbag and tilted his head to watch the man run away: I finally made a friend.

At this time, Hu Lingzi looked like he was already a junior high school student.

Walking alone on the road, returning home is still alone. With his bag and keys casually on the table, he walked to the kitchen, his glasses removed and placed on the windowsill, and he pulled a kitchen knife from the knife holder.

The white radish is held in the hand, and from the tip, the thin skin of the radish is removed in a state that is almost transparent and never breaks. The random turnips are brought down, the knives collide with the cutting board quickly, and the flakes are crystal clear in the residual sun that penetrates in.

A glass pot was placed on the stove with half a pot of water. Hu Lingzi carefully moved the sliced radish slices into the pot, and watched them lose most of their traces the moment they slid into the water, and only a small amount of white circles were still left due to the residual radish skin, so he turned on the fire.

"It would be nice to be able to make them completely invisible." He washed the knife, inserted it back into the knife case, and put his glasses on.

In fact, there is no problem with his eyesight, it's just so wonderful, obviously the power used to be quite high. He told his mother once that he didn't want to wear glasses, but he was severely reprimanded.

"How can you read the board clearly in class without glasses? Do blind people listen to lectures? He could clearly remember every hysteria of that person, "I worked hard to bring you up alone, but you didn't even want to study well?!" Do you know how much it cost me to buy this house so that you can get into your current school?! ”

The first moment the water in the pot boiled, Hu Lingzi turned off the fire, he gently stirred the colander, and then sprinkled a little salt.

With a spoonful in the bowl, Hu Lingzi tasted it carefully, except for the faint salty taste, only the sweetness of the white radish remained. He then poured the soup from the bowl into the sink.

He just wanted to cut a radish to relieve his mood.

Suddenly remembered the sound of opening the door, but his hand shook in fright, and the bowl fell directly into the pool with a crisp sound.

"What are you doing in the kitchen without doing your homework?" Chu Qin rushed into the kitchen without even having time to change his shoes, and what he saw was a glass pot that was still steaming, "It's good to use a kettle to drink water, what are you doing with the fire?" What should I do if it's hot? ”

When I glanced at it, I saw the board that had not yet had time to be cleaned, and there was a little white skin on it. Chu Qin's face became more and more ugly, "You still use the knife?" What is this cut? ”

There was no chance for Hu Lingzi to open her mouth at all, she had already pinched the thin skin, and the film that had originally accumulated unfolded under the action of gravity, refracting a faint light under the light of the afterglow, "Radish skin? ”

"Yes."

"You cut it? And what about turnips? ”

Chu Qin's gaze followed the direction of his finger to the glass pot, which looked like there was nothing in it except a white ceramic spoon. She suspiciously scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to her mouth, and only then did she take a breath to cool it down, and then she smelled the smell of white radish. Recommended ReadingTV//

Hu Lingzi saw his mother's eyes light up for the first time. Some confused people looked at her and looked at him with surprise on their faces, "How did you make this radish soup?" What about turnips? ”

"It's boiled." Hu Lingzi subconsciously scratched his chin, and then said what he had done, and finally he said, "I won't do this again in the future." ”

"No, as long as you pay attention to safety, you can do it in the future!" Chu Qin grabbed his shoulder excitedly, "Don't talk about white radish, as long as you want to try it, mom will try to satisfy you!" ”

It all seems to start here. Someone who had never smiled even if he was at the top of his class would smile at him because of the food he cooked indiscriminately.

It's just that this is on the basis of academic performance remaining stable.

But Hu Lingzi found that even if he occasionally got out of the top ten in the class, as long as he cooked a meal, Chu Qin could actually forgive himself.

It turned out that he really couldn't understand it, until the Spring Festival came this year, Chu Qin took him back to his grandmother's house again after ten years.

"What are you doing here?!" My grandfather was still the same as he was ten years ago, his gray eyebrows and beard were about to curl up with anger.

"Dad, I came today to prove that I gave birth to Ling Zi was definitely the right choice."

The woman's firm words flattered the boy a little, and he suddenly felt that the figure who was obviously not as tall as himself had unusually broad shoulders. He looked at her stunned, and her words were full of pride and pride.

"He is the third in the first grade of the class in the final exam this time, and the homeroom teacher has said that he can go straight to the middle school next year, and he doesn't need to take the exam."

"And Ling Zi is extremely talented in cooking, not only is his knife skills first-class at a young age, but the taste he makes is also very good!" Chu Qin turned around and pushed the boy who was a little stunned, "Why don't you go cook for me?" ”

Hu Lingzi was pushed and staggered two steps before he stabilized his figure. He looked at the plastic bag he was carrying: no wonder he had brought the ingredients.

Women are naturally not as hard-hearted as the men can pretend to be. Grandma immediately grabbed the boy who had already carried the foot medicine to the kitchen, "You are only fourteen years old, what are you cooking?" If you want to eat, grandma will make it for you! ”

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