The next day, after his routine work, my father came to the living room, probably wanting something cool, so he opened the refrigerator. However, it was found to be empty, and there was nothing but the soft light from the lamp on the wall of the box that covered the refrigerator.

"I'm sorry, husband. I'm so busy these days that I didn't buy anything to put in it. Mom looked apologetic.

I had an idea, "Why don't you ask the convenience store to deliver a few dozen beers?" ”

"That's right, it's time for dinner anyway, I'll fry a few more hard dishes for you, how about we have a small celebration? What does Murphy want to eat? "Mom seems to be happy with her good idea.

"Pot wrapped meat." I blurted out.

"It's pot-wrapped meat again, don't you get tired of eating it?" My dad sat down next to me with the phone and dialed the convenience store.

"Of course, my mother's signature dish is never tired of eating at any time." I took the opportunity to take a slap in the air.

"Sycophants." Mom took a sip, but the expression on her face was clearly very proud. Then, she brought a pen and paper and wrote down the set dishes.

"I want bacon to roll enoki mushrooms, your brother loves to eat them; There is also pot-wrapped meat, which Mo Fei ordered; Bake an eggplant mushroom cup for my husband, and I'll have a moon shrimp cake myself; Well, let's have another kelp pork rib soup. OK, four dishes and one soup, full of sunshine. ”

Looking at my mother's expression, she is not at all like those little daughters-in-law who complain that the kitchen smoke is too heavy, she is more like enjoying it. Maybe it's because my mother has a different starting point for cooking and stir-frying.

But I'm glad that the guy in the warehouse has everything he wants. How did that come about? Fools have fortune?

Phew...... I'm not a fool, so I'll make heaven beautiful. Oops, no matter what it's called, it's just Meizizi anyway.

When my brother returned, the dishes were already on the table.

Dad said that he was tired of eating the pot meat, but in fact, he ate the most, a mouthful of meat and a mouthful of wine, and he didn't want to give him the beauty.

"Oh, I suddenly feel that I should have had a celebration like this a long time ago, and I have been eating the dust of the house all these days. Dad took a big sip of beer as he spoke. Then he glanced at the pot wrapped meat on my plate again, and even wanted to stretch out his chopsticks.

I quickly hid the plate behind me and stared at my father.

"Judging from your appearance, you are not a potential stock, if you eat fat, you will be disgusted by your mother." I say.

Mom smiled.

poked his father's belly, "It's as if he's not fat now." She said.

"But I'm starving!" Dad tried his best to argue. "I've been working hard these days, and I feel like I'm about to do a lifetime of work this day."

Instead, he put on a flattering face, "Isn't it all for you, my eldest daughter." ”

"Come less." I still hold the plate with both hands, and I don't get tired at all.

"Just two."

"Fatty."

"One piece."

"Fatty."

Dad wanted to open his mouth to say something, but I didn't give it a chance to say it again.

"Fatty."

Dad lifted his T-shirt and pinched the swimming ring on his stomach with a sad face.

"Look at you, Michelin." Mom took the opportunity to fall into the well.

After staring at me helplessly for a while, my father said, "Okay, maybe I ate too much today." Then he stood up.

Just when we all thought he was going to the yard for activities, he walked to the refrigerator, took out another can of beer, and brought out a bag of pickled pepper chicken feet.

"That pepper burns fat." He explained. Then, amid the boos of the whole family, he sat back down at the table with peace of mind.

Anyway, this dinner was really fun. It would be better if Dad didn't eat that much.

Of course, the happiest part was that I put the leftover pot meat and some moon shrimp cakes into a grocery bag, and also stuffed a can of beer. All of this was hidden in a corner by me.

The rest will be left to fall into the night.