Feng Qianning is not polite, she is very lacking in technical talents, the foundation of Times Media is too thin, even if she wants to do something else, she has to consider her own strength.

How much strength to do how much, we still have to remember to win in stability.

When I returned to Xingchen Bay, it was already dark and dinner was just ready, but to Feng Qianning's surprise, Huo Shaojing made a rare appearance in the kitchen......

And dinner was ...... A light cooking method of all colors.

I seem to have heard that Huo Shaojing's cooking skills are not very good, and he is very scummy, but now when he looks at the table, it seems that his appearance is not very bad......

It is...... It's not very appetizing-

White-cut chicken, steamed fish, boiled beans, boiled vegetables, and a snail mustard soup......

Four dishes and one soup, it's really ...... It's very much in line with his style as Chief Huo!

"Dad, how come you have time to cook yourself?"

When the family sat down to eat, Feng Qianling couldn't help but ask.

Huo Shaojing looked calm, filled the soup in the bowls in front of him, moved it, and then replied, "I got together with a few old friends, caught a few fish, and went to the market to buy some vegetables by the way." ”

Huo Shaojing didn't have much time to relax, he was so busy this time, he wanted to go back to the office directly, but he saw that several old friends were talking about going to the city to buy vegetables after work and prepare dinner or something, and then thinking about himself, he seemed to realize that his concept of family was a little weaker, and he couldn't say anything if he didn't show his sincerity when he ate, drank and lived at his son's house.

So......

Huo Jingbei didn't speak, watching the woman stretch out her hands to take the soup handed over by Huo Shaojing and put it in front of him, his eyes were silent for a while, and then he picked up the chopsticks......

The family had dinner in silence.

Huo Jingbei's heart was a little complicated at this time, looking at the few meals on the table that were too simple to be simpler, he thought about it in a trance, if he was not mistaken, but more than twenty years later, he would eat his father's cooking again.

The last time, it should have been the time he let Huo Gaoyuan break his leg, he was locked in the room and punished for kneeling for a day, of course, he didn't give him food and drink, and when Huo Shaojing came back, it was already early in the morning, and it was the first time, and his father cooked him a bowl of noodles......

It's just that he only took one bite at that time, and then dropped the bowl, because Huo Shaojing wanted to send him abroad and let him alone, at that time, the father and son were almost-for-tat......

Perhaps, an identity like Huo Shaojing shouldn't ask too much of him, but at this time, Huo Jingbei couldn't help but feel a little ironic when he thought of this.

Of course, Feng Qianning could sense that Huo Jingbei's face was not quite right, thinking about what he was probably thinking about again, after thinking about it, the hand under the table also reached over and gently pulled his clothes.

He quickly came back to his senses, glanced at her, met her slightly worried gaze, and had no choice but to lower his head and eat silently......

The night in Z City is not as atmospheric as the barracks, I used to be away all the year round, and I rarely came back, and I don't know if it was because of her age, Su Yu's heart began to be more and more reluctant to stay outside.

Especially after returning to Z City for a while, she is looking forward to resting when she can go home and see her daughter and son-in-law, which is also very good.

In Su's house, the lights on the third floor are still on.

The night breeze swept quietly over the windowsill, blowing up the drooping curtains and swaying softly.

In front of the desk in the study, Su Yu was sitting upright at the desk, writing plans.

It was early in the morning, and the clock on the table was already pointing to one point.

After the last period was written, Su Yu breathed a sigh of relief, stretched her waist, slowly closed the notebook in front of her, and leaned back to the chair behind her a little tiredly.

And, at this very moment-

'Ding Dong-' sounded.

Su Yu subconsciously turned her head to look at her mobile phone, which was now a WeChat message.

Unhurriedly, he reached out and took it, opened it and looked at it.

When I saw the message at the top of WeChat, the person's remarks and avatar......

Su Yu hit a spirit!

It was actually the news of Feng Lingche's bastard!!

Su Yu's note to the father and daughter is also very simple-

Feng Lingche is her daughter's father, and her daughter Feng Qianning is her daughter, of course, she hardly chats about WeChat, and she has only recently come back to see it more diligently, so she is not sure if her daughter doesn't know her WeChat, anyway, the mother and daughter don't seem to have talked on WeChat.

She had no doubt that her daughter must have blocked her, otherwise, she would not have seen Feng Qianning's news in her WeChat circle of friends......

His daughter's father didn't even insult his title of physics genius with his avatar, and the painting style is strange and quite strange!

It's a physics equation and a little lemon!

Su Yu remembered that this avatar was painted by his daughter a long time ago, and this guy took it directly and used it as an avatar, and it has not been changed for many years, no, it has never been changed......

Soon opened WeChat, and also saw the message that Feng Lingche came over that couldn't be simpler-

Daughter's father: Who is the man?

It's as simple as that!

Of course, Su Yu knew that this guy was asking about Huo Jingbei in the photos and videos just now!

hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly replied-

Su Yu: Are you still alive?

Su Yu: Where are you now? When will you be back?

Su Yu: Where have you died in the past few years? No news?

Su Yu replied to several messages in a row, but the other end did not reply again, like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to hit the slightest wave!

It was as if those words just now were her hallucination.

Su Yu: Are you a ghost? Didn't reply a word?

Su Yu: Feng Lingche?

Su Yu: Bastard, in a word!

Su Yu: Damn!

Later, of course, Su Yu scolded him a few times in a row, but there was still no reaction from the other end, and there was no response from the video voice......

It's amazing!

Su Yu was so angry that she was about to explode, but fortunately she was used to the temperament of this stinky man, and after a while, it was calmed down-

Forget it, after all, I know that I am alive to connect.

Thinking of the old chief's words, it seems that he has been putting the finishing touches on the work recently, and it is not so fast for a while, and the handover will take some time.

The day after tomorrow, let's go back to the military region and see if there is any news from the old commander.

Su Yu obviously felt that the recent days had been a little cleaner, and Liu Yifan had been transferred to other tasks, and there was no time to harass, which was the best.