Lei Gang's parents have a good impression of the prospective daughter-in-law by the door. This girl is young, beautiful, and okay, and she is a good girl in a hundred. It's just that as soon as they heard that she was the great-granddaughter of the old man, Lei Gang's parents frowned a little.

"Xiao Gang, this girl is very good, she looks good, and she has a good figure, but this generation problem ......" Lei Gang's mother had a headache when she thought of this.

The little girl by the door has not been idle since she came to their house, she keeps helping them with housework, and her little mouth is also very sweet, and her uncle and aunt scream, so that people don't like it.

Lei Gang's mother originally planned to let Lei Gang marry the door as soon as possible, after all, Lei Ming was married, and it was not good for Lei Gang to be an elder brother before he got married.

But when I think of the seniority problem next to the door, my mother's head is going to be big. If these two go back to their parents' house after getting married, what should they call the old man?

"Mom, you don't have to worry about that. We've already figured out what to call it. I still call the old man grandpa, and I continue to call grandpa grandpa. There are also Men Shaoting them, what should they be called, anyway, I am the same generation as me. As for Lei Ming, let him be wronged and call Bian'er sister-in-law. ”

Lei Gang said impatiently. He's been struggling with this for days. If it drags on like this, will this engagement ceremony still take place?

It's right for my mother to think about it, as long as two people really like it, those so-called generations are actually imposed on them by secular people, so you don't have to care.

"Okay, I'll go to Bian'er's house with your dad another day to visit, meet Bian'er's parents, and then settle this matter." Gang's mother said with a smile.

At the mention of his parents at the door, the expression on Lei Gang's face changed. He called out to Mom, and then lowered his head and closed his mouth without saying a word.

"Yo, what's wrong? Don't you want to get engaged to Bian'er soon, shouldn't I go to Bian'er's house with your dad to visit her parents? Xiaogang, why is your face so ugly? The mother came over with a worried face and touched her son's forehead, there was no fever, and the body temperature was normal!

"Bian'er's parents are no longer there." Lei Gang pouted. The sacrifice of his parents for himself by the door has become an eternal scar in Lei Gang's heart, and no one can touch it. So when Gang's mother mentioned going to meet her parents at the door, Lei Gang's emotions were so resistant.

"Gone? What is the meaning? The mother looked at her son with wide eyes and asked. She and Lei Gang's father didn't know about the death of her parents at the door.

Lei Gang was a little depressed, he briefly told his mother about the sacrifices that Men Shaoxuan and Fang Yuanyuan had sacrificed for him, and then hugged Gang's mother and cried bitterly.

Mother Gang was very touched when she heard this, she didn't expect that the parents by the door still had such a relationship with her son.

Holding her son who was crying bitterly, Gang's mother finally made up her mind to marry Menbianer, she must marry Menbianer, and treat her as her own daughter!

At the door, he learned to cook with Lei Gang's father in the kitchen. Lei Gang's father can cook a lot of dishes, and the taste is delicious, and the doorside will always give Lei Gang's father a thumbs up when eating. She felt that her father was really hanging.

"Hehe, Bian'er, how about trying this dish I made!" Dad put a plate of fried pork with bamboo shoots on a plate and said to the door with a smile.

The people at the door couldn't wait to try it, but they didn't bother to use chopsticks, they just grabbed it with their hands and ate it. Gang Dad is a very kind person, there are not so many rules, he didn't reprimand her when he saw the door like this, but reminded with a smile: "The dish is hot, be careful of hot hands!" ”

He put the food in his mouth by the door, inhaling the air and shaking his hands and laughing.

"It tastes so good! Uncle, you're awesome! After tasting the bamboo shoots by the door, he praised him heartily.

Dad just rolled his eyes dotingly, and said to the door: "Bian'er, why are you still called uncle, it's time to change your words?" ”

The door was stunned for a moment, blinked and asked, "What is the name change?" ”

Gang Dad pursed his lips and said dotingly: "Silly boy, your relationship with Xiaogang has developed to this point, what do you say you should call me?" ”

As soon as Dad's voice fell, the little face by the door turned red. "Dad......" After a long while, the door whispered.

When Dad heard the music, a big smile appeared on his face. "Hey, Bian is so good, Dad will make you something to eat! Say, what do you want to eat today? ”

As soon as he heard that it was delicious, he was not shy by the door, and immediately ran to his father, blinking his clear and innocent eyes. "Dad, can you teach me how to cook?"

"You want to learn to cook?" Dad just looked at the door with a smile.

"Eun." The door nodded vigorously, "I want to learn to cook and make it for Lei Gang to eat later." ”

"Don't you want to make it for your father?" Dad just looked at the door with an aggrieved face, and tears were about to come out.

The doorman quickly shook his head. "No, I made a dish for my dad to eat first, and then for Lei Gang."

When Dad heard this, he immediately smiled. "It's still a little mouth on the side that can speak, and Dad will teach you how to cook. Well, what do you want to learn? ”

"Just make some homely meals, well, Dad, you tell me to make fish-flavored shredded pork!" Said with big beautiful eyes blinking at the door.

"Okay, I'll teach you!" Dad readily agreed. Then enter the production of fish-flavored shredded pork.

Gang's father first taught the door to cut shredded carrots. Dad put the washed carrots on the cutting board, first cut the carrots into slices, and then cut them into thin strips. Dad showed the door a demonstration, and then handed the knife to the door. The door side was cut a little slowly at first, but then it became more and more comfortable, and the task was quickly completed.

Looking at the thin and long carrot shreds he cut, he felt a sense of accomplishment by the door.

Then Gang Dad soaked the fungus in freshly boiled hot water. I handed over the task of chopping green onions to the door. I went to the refrigerator to get the shredded fish.

So after the ingredients were ready, Dad and the door began to work. Each of the two has a frying spoon, and just Dad makes a step, and the door follows the step. Twenty minutes later, the dishes of the two were out of the pot at the same time.

I smelled a very good smell of food by the door, but it came from my father's pot, not my own.

"Bian'er, let's try which of the dishes we make is better?" Dad just handed a pair of chopsticks to the door and said excitedly.

Holding chopsticks by the door, I tasted the fish-flavored shredded pork made by my father very quickly, and it tasted really good. But when she tasted the food she had cooked, she couldn't eat it.

Can the gap be even bigger?

Just judging from the color, the door has already lost. The fish-flavored shredded meat made by Gang Dad is bright in color and looks good. As for the self-made, the dishes were all fried, and then a lot of water was put in, and now it doesn't look like a dish, just like a pot of porridge.

"You don't have to taste mine." The door looked at the dish he had made with a look of embarrassment.

Dad just smiled and finished the crescent moon. "What's the matter, you're so unconfident in yourself?"

The door frowned, and his heart said that there was really none. In this way, it is estimated that it is unpalatable to feed the dog. But she has a little bit of competitiveness, she refuses to admit defeat in her bones, and she says righteously that I don't have it, and then she takes chopsticks and sends food to her mouth.

I didn't send half of it, and I vomited by the door. Is this a dish that people eat, it's so unpalatable!

I ran to the bathroom by the door and vomited for a while, almost throwing up the dishes that my father had cooked. Dad just looked at the door, both distressed and wanted to laugh.

"Bian'er, are you alright?" Dad stood outside the toilet and shouted at the door.

The man coughed a few times by the door, rinsed his mouth with water, and shouted outside the door: "Dad, I'm fine, I'll come out immediately." ”

The doorside walked out with an embarrassed face, keeping his head down all the way, not daring to look up at the expression on his father's face. The old man must be disappointed in himself, right?

"Hehe, Bian'er, it's okay, don't be discouraged, I didn't cook much better than you when I first cooked. But don't you think I'm doing a good job right now? As long as you keep at it, you will definitely be able to do well. ”

Dad was able to say these words, which really surprised the door. She thought that her father was so disappointed in her that he didn't want to talk to her about cooking anymore.

"Dad, are you telling the truth? Can I really do it well? The doorman asked with confidence. To be honest, she couldn't believe herself.

"Of course! Come, keep learning from me. This time, you have to be serious, you have to study hard, you can put as much oil as I want, and you can put as many dishes as I want. Anyway, you just do exactly what I did. Dad said kindly.

The doorside was very moved. Since Dad just thinks so highly of himself, he can't let his old man down, learn to cook!

At about six o'clock in the evening, a decent dish was finally made by the door, that is, scrambled eggs with tomatoes. After several failed experiments, Dad Gang felt that the difficulty factor of the dish was too great, and it was not something that people of this level could learn. So I decided to teach a simple one first.

I don't know if it's because the scrambled eggs with tomatoes are too simple, or if the comprehension ability by the door is strong, in short, she makes this dish well. I made three or four failed products, and the fifth time I did it, it was very successful. No matter which aspect of the color and fragrance you look at, it is very good.

"Okay, Bian'er, take this dish and give it to your husband to taste!" Dad said happily to the door.

Before the words fell, the little face by the door turned red. My father-in-law is so cute, he even makes fun of himself. And people are still not red and heartbeat, and the little face by her door has turned red into a monkey butt, okay?

"Yes." There was a whisper at the door, and he walked to the restaurant with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Gang's mother was sitting on the sofa watching TV, Lei Gang was not there, and I didn't know where to go.

"Auntie, this is a dish I learned from my father, do you want to try it? By the way, what about Lei Gang? Call him over and try it, too! The scrambled eggs with tomatoes were placed on the table by the door, and he said happily.

Gang's mother found the bright spot in her words, took the hand of the door and said, "Bian'er, what did you just say?" Who did you learn this from? ”

"Oh my dad! What's wrong? It's something I learned all afternoon! Sang Zhi said with a grin. Although it is a bit embarrassing to say, I have finally learned it, and my heart is still a little sweet.

"Your dad? Do you call that old man Thunder Dad? Haha......" Gang's mother suddenly laughed happily, and tears were about to fall out. "Bian'er, you call him dad, why do you still call me aunt? Isn't it time to change your tune? Gang's mother suddenly stopped laughing and looked at the door with a serious face.

The little face by the door blushed and nodded: "Yes." ”