Later, I asked Zhou Yu how his second child's cooking skills could be so good, and he hummed his nose and said lazily that the second child is a particular person, and his food, clothing, and accommodation must be according to his most comfortable life. So what's the most comfortable? Eating must be to eat well, and the word "good" does not lie in the price of the food, but in the deliciousness.

It is said that in order to satisfy his appetite, he tasted all the delicacies from all over the world, but felt that most of them were empty and exaggerated. Then he began to make his own, and with his delicate way of doing things he could not have done, so he kept improving, and studied every dish he was interested in.

I don't know what Zhou Yu thought, but with Zhou Liang's permission, he brought out his Buddha jumping over the wall, and after a while, a steamed grouper came out of it, and Zhou Liang never came out of the kitchen.

If it weren't for the delicious dishes, I really wanted to see if Zhou Liang was knocked out by Zhou Yu.

Needless to say, the steamed fish is delicious and tender, and the seafood sauce is drizzled on top to bring out the flavor. The main thing is that Buddha jumped over the wall, I have eaten authentic in a restaurant before, and what Zhou Liang does is comparable to the craftsmanship of a five-star chef.

It is said that the process of Buddha jumping over the wall is very cumbersome, and there are many ingredients, but the final product is only a small pot. Don't look at this, I'm afraid Zhou Liang has been doing it for a day.

When the pot was about to bottom, I suddenly felt a little unkind, and the chefs didn't even taste a bite, but we were almost all gone. So he kicked Zhou Yu: "Don't you call your second child out to eat?" ”

He replied to me with an unmoved brow: "No, he's studying his old duck pot." I just gave him advice on duck soup, and he doesn't have time to care about anything else at this point. ”

…… What else can he say? The co-author used this technique to drag Zhou Liang in the kitchen.

In a moment of mindfulness, I suddenly heard Zhou Liang shouting all the way and running out, "Third child, come here and have a taste." I saw that he was still holding a small bowl in his hand, and he came to the table with an anxious face, and he didn't look at the pot on the table that we ate to the bottom, and the bowl was placed in front of Zhou Yu.

I found that there was a small bowl of soup in it, but it didn't seem to be so white compared to the previous noodle cooking, and I don't know what ingredients he added to it. Zhou Yu tasted it, his brows furrowed a little contrived, as if he had tasted it in his mouth, and commented: "There is still a fishy smell of duck meat in it, although you put mushrooms to cover it up, but the duck flavor is too strong." ”

When Zhou Liang heard that he also took a sip, his face fell, and he walked back into the kitchen without saying a word and never came out.

I couldn't look at it a little, and whispered, "You're too slippery, use this bad idea to fix him." Can a duck pot not taste like duck meat? ”

But seeing Zhou Yu laughing unkindly, "Who let him find faults, if you don't throw a problem to him, can we be peaceful this night?" In fact, I didn't sleep much peacefully that night, and from time to time there was the sound of a range hood, the clatter of pots on the floor, and the cracking of bowls.

Anyway, I didn't sleep well, and the initiator fell asleep like no one.

When I got up early the next morning, I just finished freshening up and went out, and I was startled by Zhou Liang, only to see him standing in front of my door with blue eyes, holding a bowl in his hand, "Come and drink soup." ”

I looked carefully and saw that the bowl in his hand was clearly visible, could this still be soup?

Gritted his teeth as a guinea pig, took the bowl and wanted to drink it in one go, but after only taking a sip, I felt a faint umami spread on the tip of my tongue, huh? It's not duck soup, it's refreshing and delicious.

Zhou Liang asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

I nodded honestly: "It's delicious, what is it made of?" ”

"Cabbage." He threw me the word and turned away, this time not into the kitchen, but into his house.

Shrugging, is the cabbage boiled soup so delicious? I went to the kitchen for a walk, but I didn't find the pot of duck pot again, did I finally give up after tossing all night, and instead cook a separate soup count?

I didn't think much of it, packed up my things and went to work first.

Today the court is very cold, and the colleagues in the office are almost busy with their work, chatting about the New Year's party in a few days. I heard Lingling say that Wu Mi's divorce case will not be heard until the end of the year, and it seems that there will be no big cases that need to be tried before the year. I was about to go to dinner at noon, and as soon as I walked out of the courthouse with Lingling, a little boy suddenly ran over and grabbed my legs, crying - Mom!

Immediately, the colleagues who came out together all looked sideways at me, and Lingling glared at me in shock: "Lawyer Jia, don't you, you have such a big son?" ”

I'm even more surprised than she is, where did this kid come from? How did you recognize the wrong person?

I looked around and saw no one who looked like the child's mother, so I reluctantly bent down and squatted down to pull some boys away and asked, "Is your mother missing?" The boy cried with tears on his face, and he sobbed while holding my arm with both hands, "Mom, don't you want little walnuts?" Little Walnut did something wrong, and my mother told me that I would definitely change it. ”

At this time, my colleagues gathered around and asked where the child came from, why the child called me mother, and some even said that I secretly gave birth to a son. Lingling was the most bizarre, she pointed at the child with trembling fingers and said that he would not be the child of the divorce case.

I have the urge to roll my eyes, in the divorce case between Wu Mi and Wei Lai, their child is only three years old, and this child looks like he is seven or eight years old. And if it were my son, wouldn't I have to have a baby at the age of twenty?

Twenty years old! My heart suddenly chuckled, when was the last time Wei Lai was pregnant?

It's not that I'm cranky, but I really can't figure out how this kid could be involved with me.

Is it really the wrong person?

"What's wrong?" Xiao Dong came back from outside and saw us gathered here to ask questions.

Without me answering, Lingling raised her voice first: "There is a child crying that our lawyer Jia is his mother, but lawyer Jia doesn't seem to know him. Xiao Dong raised his eyebrows, and when he walked over, the boy shrunk into my arms, looking scared.

"Have you looked around for someone who lost their child?"

"I haven't had time to find it yet."

Xiao Dong scolded: "Then don't go and find it quickly." So all the onlookers dispersed, and only the little boy who was holding me at my head was left.

Xiao Dong looked at us funny: "I didn't know that you were so popular with children, but you were such a big son." I felt that my head was too big, and I wanted to spread my arms several times, but the boy grabbed them, so I had to give up and said, "Don't gloat, let's find a way to solve the problem in front of you." ”

"Let's bring it in first."

Ordered a takeout for the chicken wing bucket.

The boy finally let go of my hand after he had something to eat, and ate on the chicken wings intently, looking contented.

I was following my doubts, Xiao Dong said next to me: "Do you still need to think about this?" Whose child can really recognize the wrong mother, naturally it is someone you know. He was stunned, he made sense, but, "I really don't know him." ”

"Just because you don't know him doesn't mean you don't know his family. Think about who would play such a prank on you. ”

I racked my brains for a long time, but I didn't think of any of my classmates or friends who would have such a big son, and they deliberately ran to the door of the court to tease me.

Suddenly, a monophonic bell rang in the quiet space, and I followed the sound to find that the boy had pulled up his sleeve and revealed the smartwatch on his wrist. Xiao Dong and I looked at each other, and then the boy answered the phone in front of us and said, "Mom, I'm eating chicken wings." ”

If it weren't for the fact that this boy looked good, I really would have wondered if it was blackmail.

The female voice coming from the watch was very faint: "Stinky boy, when are you going to come out?" Your dad and I are still waiting outside. The boy replied, "What's the hurry, wait until I finish the chicken wings that my aunt bought." ”

Wait a minute, what did he just say? Auntie? Is it me?

"Zhou Jinghe!" The woman's low cry of feigned anger made black lines appear on my forehead, and I knew who this child was.

Xiao Dong is right, there is no child who recognizes the wrong mother in this world, and the surname Zhou who will appear next to me is such a big child, I only think of one person.

After I suggested that I bring the bucket of chicken wings, the boy finally agreed to leave. When I walked out of the courthouse, I saw a black Mercedes-Benz nanny car open the door, and the men and women walked down one left and one right. The boy came to take my hand and introduced me to me as a stranger: "Auntie, that's my mom and my dad." ”

The man walked up to me around the woman's shoulder, looked at me for two seconds and then said, "Xiaoru." ”

I was really flattered, the first person the boss of the Zhou family saw when he returned to China was actually me, and he gave me such a big "meeting gift". The man and woman in front of me are Zhou Nian, the boss of the Zhou family, and his wife Han Jingxue, needless to say that the boy holding my hand is their son.

Han Jingxue was not as deep as Zhou Nian, and said to me with a gentle smile on her face: "Xiaoru, our family Zhou Jinghe was joking with you just now, you won't mind." ”

I stiffened and smiled back, "I don't mind." Why did my eldest brother and sister-in-law come to me? ”

"It's not a little walnut yet, that is, Zhou Jinghe wants to see his aunt, I'll discuss with Ah Nian or I'll come to you to find you first. Xiaoru, are you busy at work in the afternoon? If you are not busy, help us take care of the little walnuts, Ah Nian and I have not been back to City A for so many years, and I want to go shopping. ”

I wanted to refuse: "Why don't you take the kids with you?" ”

The mother and son said in unison: "Don't." ”

The boy complained first: "I don't want to go shopping with her, that's abuse of me." ”

Han Jingxue glared: "Who still wants to take you?" You're just a bottle of oil and a light bulb. ”

The boy grimaced and shrank behind me when Zhou Nian looked down. Zhou Nian raised his eyes to look at me, "Xiaoru, let's have a meal together in the evening, and let the third child notify you of the address when the time comes." ”

Zhou Nian's speech has the kind of aura that a leader has towards his subordinates, which makes people have to accept it.

When I led the little walnut back to the court, Xiao Dong couldn't help but ask: "Why did you bring people back?" ”

My answer is, it's hard to put into words.