He spoke

"What are you doing, how can you smoke as a little kid? Kill him quickly," the creature called Daddy spoke.

His extremely vicious face scared me away. I added a little fear to my dad, his rough voice.

It's really scary, and I feel uneasy to think about! Although his appearance frightened me, it didn't stop my curiosity, and I still wanted to try to find and study this person called Daddy.

It was 12 noon, and Mom's kitchen was busy with delicious food and could smell the fragrance from afar.

Wow, this is the taste of mom, what if it's a dad? Will there be some dark cooking, for me, this son who is not very familiar with me will be poisoned alive in his food and wine.

Hey! It's scary to think about. If my father had cooked that day, I would have starved to death and wouldn't have eaten. Well, that's right!

"Ah Chun is ready to eat, by the way, ask your dad to eat and prepare the dishes and chopsticks" At this time, a mother's instruction came from the kitchen,

"Okay God, I'm going to call that monster to dinner, I just experienced such a dragon roar this morning."

How dare I call him again, isn't this equivalent to a sheep falling into the mouth of a tiger? But I can't disobey my mother's instructions.

Forget it, let's die! I went to my father's room, and he was smoking his cigarette and reading the newspaper again.

I don't know what to chew in my mouth, but it's chewing gum and strawberry flavor, which I like.

I really want to eat it, why does he have this, what should I do, I smoked his cigarette, and now I want to eat his chewing gum.

But! My mother has always refused to eat this, saying that children are not safe, but I am also 12 years old. I stood at the door and shouted softly, "Abba, it's time to eat, can you give me one of your gums?" "I thought to myself, I must not have heard that!

"Ahh You want. Then give you chewing gum, it's time to eat, right? Let's go, let's go to the little guy together, "Oh, it's still heard, but it's okay, then I hear it, the main thing is that I eat chewing gum and I'm so satisfied."

I can't let my mom see me chewing hard a few times and then spitting it out and putting it in my pocket to eat secretly at night.

My first reunion dinner with my parents. Suddenly there is more people who are not used to it, but why not, the interesting thing is that there is one more person called Dad.