Chapter seventy-two
"It's good that you can understand me, what I'm most afraid of is that even you don't understand me!"
"I understand, but let's just talk and make a sycophant, isn't it better than you work hard!" Gan Zhi directly told him the pros and cons.
Xiao Han knew that he couldn't make sense, so he could only nod and say, "That's okay, I'll try my best in the future." ”
"Okay, then you have to grasp it." Gan Zhi reminded again.
"Okay, I will." Xiao Han's words were extremely perfunctory, and Gan Zhi didn't care.
"Pay attention to your eyes when reading at night, and pay attention to rest in normal times." Gan Zhi said a few precautions.
"Okay."
After hearing this satisfactory answer, Gan Zhi left Xiao Han's room.
The Xiao family didn't eat early, Xiao Han had already finished brushing a few sets of rolls, but he was picking up what he didn't know how to do.
He chose to skip all the ones he already knew, so the rolls were made quite quickly because there were so many.
It was the nanny who came upstairs to call him for dinner, and Xiao Han was wearing an oversized T-shirt and shorts and sandals that he had just changed out of today.
The food on the table looked delicious, but Xiao Han just didn't have an appetite.
As soon as Gan Zhi served Xiao Xun a bowl of soup, the soup was a very light pork ribs winter melon soup, because the winter melon was very greasy, so this soup tasted good.
Xiao Xun drank a bowl in one go, and then began to eat with chopsticks, and Gan Zhi also drank a bowl of soup and served a bowl to her son by the way.
Only Xiao Yu is alone, Xiao Han is not a virgin, but only at this time will there be a trace of guilt.
But there was only a trace of guilt in his heart, and the fleeting moment couldn't stay in his heart for long.
Xiao Xun saw that Xiao Yu had no one to serve him a bowl of soup, so he had to serve Xiao Yu a bowl of soup himself.
Gan Zhi was so anxious to die when she saw this, why didn't she have a snack and didn't bring him a bowl of soup!
This soup is not very good, just because this soup is made by Xiao Xun himself, and Xiao Xun occasionally cooks, because cooking is also a hobby for him.
"I just forgot." Gan Zhi explained dryly, but no one cares about so many people, and it is their family's habit that everyone is bowing their heads to eat.
Sleep without food or speech, this is Xiao Xun's regulations.
Xiao Han has never regarded this regulation as a necessary thing, but he is not a person who talks a lot, so he rarely speaks.
This will really not help her mother with what she said, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it at a glance, no matter how much it is useless to quibble.
Xiao Han felt that the atmosphere was very strange, and he suddenly remembered the meal at noon today, and some were just laughter.
It's not like now, there are blood relatives on the surface, and they always want to stab them behind their backs, on the surface, everyone loves to eat this meal, who knows if anyone's heart is tormented!
After eating, I started a routine day again, which is called to increase feelings for communication, but in fact, it is an awkward chat.
Even if it's embarrassing, but everyone is thinking about that little thing in their hearts, Xiao Han thinks that Xiao Xun should also understand, but he is now in his 50s, and he doesn't look very old.
Knowing that his pillow people and children are all for his property, he is in harmony, and he doesn't know what he thinks in his heart, so as to maintain eternal warmth.
After Gan Zhi finished eating, she pulled Xiao Han's sleeve again, "Do you remember what your mother said before?" Don't make your dad angry, do you hear? ”