The father sat at the head of the dining table, the apron that had just been wrapped around his body had been taken off, and he was wearing a woolen sweater and holding a bowl in his hand, and he was not very good at talking to his son for a while.

Lin Xiaochuan sat on the left, the school uniform on his body had been thrown in the upstairs bedroom, changed into a Jack & Jones denim jacket, and really sat face to face in front of his father, he was a little cautious and timid, and he was just holding a bowl in his hand, holding chopsticks, and eating with his head down.

The pork bones in the casserole, the meat has been boiled to a thin extent, hanging down from the surface of the bones. The heat of the consommé rises from the surface, and a thick aroma whets the appetite.

There is also a plate of carrot stir-fry, a plate of cold tomatoes, and five salted duck eggs.

When the father saw his son sitting at the table, he was a picky eater, only eating the plate of carrot stir-fry, but he didn't do much to sandwich the meat.

So he took a good piece and put it in his son's bowl, then turned around and went to the kitchen, and brought a small spoon for scooping soup, and scooped a spoonful of thick bone broth into his son's bowl.

Lin Xiaochuan just accepted everything silently, and he didn't need to say thank you, he ate whatever he put into the bowl, but he still felt that the taste was very good.

When did his father have such a good cooking skill, he didn't know anything, but Lin Xiaochuan immediately thought that in addition to knowing that his father was a very powerful writer, he didn't actually know his father, and his father never gave him a chance to understand.

"It's okay at school!" The father took advantage of this opportunity to start looking for some topics and have a cordial conversation with his son.

"Hmm!" Lin Xiaochuan is still just responding mechanically.

"Since you have entered the experimental class, you must cherish such a good opportunity!" My father said that his mood was getting better and better.

"The head teacher of your class, I'm also an old acquaintance, so I'm okay with you!"

"Uh-huh!" Lin Xiaochuan then thought, so it sees, the so-called things gather by like, people by groups, sure enough, Lao Fan and his father are all a virtue, what they do, what they say, and the great truth in their hearts are the same as a teacher.

Speaking of the head teacher, Lin Xiaochuan remembered that day when he confronted Class 14 on the balcony, and later was called to the lounge on the fifth floor by Teacher Fan, he said a long list of big things to himself.

Sure enough, it was fellow travelers who protected fellow travelers, and now I think about it, that's it.

Hearing that he was just talking, the son just responded with love and ignorance, although the father was also prepared in his heart, but there was still a little loss in the reason.

The two of them ate alone for a while, the TV was still on, and the voice was very low, except for a slight mosquito-like buzzing voice, coming from the horn behind the buttocks.

There is a window in the living room that is ajar, and the evening breeze blows in from time to time, blowing the curtains hanging from the vents, and wandering like seaweed in the water.

"That's right!" Even if it was just talking to himself, my father continued, "Last week I decided to move the office back home! Work from home in the future, so whenever you come home, there will be someone at home! ”

"Your mother was going to stay at home for dinner tonight, but suddenly a temporary phone call came......" Speaking of this, it was as if my father himself realized something, and stopped talking.

Lin Xiaochuan raised his head at this time and looked at his father. Although his father's face is still young, the faint folds on his forehead are a little obvious up close. Behind the old glasses frames, the dry eyes, the corners of the eyes are astringent, as if there is a lack of water in the river of life. As for the rest of the facial features, although they are still vibrant, they are also a little old and dark yellow after being eroded by wind and frost.

"Why do you want to move home all of a sudden!" Lin Xiaochuan finally said something, he didn't understand why his father had these superfluous actions at this time, or rather, it was not that he didn't understand, but he was not optimistic and unwilling to accept these ridiculous actions made by his father.

Although the father really wants to blurt it out, or even just hint with the expression on his face, this is not to spend more time with his precious son, you are still young, I should be like a real father, do something that a father should do.

Of course, my father just spoke.

"The office is going to be relocated! So just move back home! When my father spoke, there was a faint pride and pride on his face.

Hearing what his father said, Lin Xiaochuan was also suspicious and continued to eat, the soup spoon was still in the casserole, and he just tasted it, the pork bone soup tasted really good, so he took the initiative to scoop a spoonful and put it in his bowl.

Whether his father did it intentionally or unintentionally, Lin Xiaochuan tried his best to show an indifferent attitude, he wanted his father to know that it was time to stop doing these things, and that he had reached the age of weaning, so he should be fed sago porridge, instead of forcing milk like paying off debts.

Lin Xiaochuan took another bite of rice, drank the clear soup at the bottom of the bowl, put down the bowl, and ate to his heart's content.

When the father saw that his son had only eaten a bowl of rice, he got up and prepared to go back to the bedroom, and hurriedly stopped from behind.

"One more bowl! It's definitely not good to eat at school! ”

However, even if he didn't eat well at school, even if the food on the table was delicious now, Lin Xiaochuan didn't want to sit at the table for a while longer, and at this time of the night, it didn't matter much if he ate more or less.

So Lin Xiaochuan insisted that he had eaten enough, and resolutely walked up the stairs, and his father had to hear the door of the bedroom clattering.

The father now sat alone at the table, looking at the steaming pot of pork bone broth, the first dish he had learned as a father, but after moving back home two weeks ago, he had spent the extra time in the kitchen to educate himself, of course, to please his son.

Lin Xiaochuan sat back at his desk, looked at the schoolbag lying on the ground, and had a big belly, if he wasn't in such a messy mood, he would take out the homework inside and write one or two chapters by hand.

However, at this time, the situation at home is a little abnormal, so that his usual mentality has collapsed a little, this is not as simple as playing at home, you give me candy to eat, I will smile back.

Lin Xiaochuan opened the CF application in the computer again and entered the server selection interface.

At this time, Lin Xiaochuan felt lucky, fortunately, he could go out and sing K with Zeng Miao and Yang Zixia tomorrow, and he didn't have to stay at home with his father all day, so he could get temporary relief.

As for my sister, Lin Xiaochuan thought, of course, I will come to see you with a beautiful bouquet of flowers for the first time tomorrow morning, and let you wait for yourself for so long, I am really sorry for you as an elder brother.

Don't worry, the flowers and wangzi toffee are all there, and my brother will take care of you before going to find friends to play with.