"Really, Han Shen?"

Han Shen paused, "Hmm." ”

"You put your phone on silent and forget it, out of sight and out of mind."

Buzz - Buzz - The phone vibrates uncomfortably twice.

"Okay," Han Shen pulled out his phone.

screen.

Zhou Mo: What about people?

Zhou Mo: Why don't you talk again?

Han Shen replied quickly: Something.

Zhou Mo: Okay.

Han Shen put his phone on silent, put it back in his pocket, and pretended that nothing had happened.

Zongzheng picked up the cigarette, twisted it with three fingers, and threw the cigarette butt into the trash.

He pointed to a pot of processed shrimp in front of him and asked, "Which of you will do it?" ”

Han Shen: "I won't. ”

"I guess Du Moliang won't either."

Zong Zheng washed his hands, opened the drawer and searched for it, and finally found an apron in a cupboard, and he shook it off.

"Is the celery ready?"

"Alright."

Mao Qin had already removed the leaves, Han Shen took the basin and rinsed it under the faucet several times.

Zongzheng took out a cutting board and a knife, chopped the celery into short pieces in three or two strokes, and poured oil into a pot in one go.

Han Shen couldn't help frowning when he saw his vigorous movements, and turned on the range hood above while stepping aside.

Zongzheng is a strong man in his eighties, wearing a blue-purple floral apron, which is ...... Han Shen couldn't appreciate it.

Du Moliang, who came to inspect the kitchen, saw Zong Zheng's outfit, and instantly laughed and couldn't straighten his waist, "Puff-hahahaha......"

Zong Zheng glared at him coldly, "What's so funny." ”

Du Moliang covered his stomach, stood up straight against the door, his face was cramped, he couldn't speak, he could only wave his hand, "No, no, I have to, wait a while...... Hahahaha......"

Zong Zheng ignored him, and when the oil was hot, he first put the fried ingredients, then put the green onions, ginger and garlic, and stir-fried them on high heat. The flames were high and rising, but Zong Zheng was not afraid at all, holding a frying spoon with one hand, turning in circles on the fire, and continuing to stir-fry the spices.

When the pot of red oil was boiling, he put down the pot, poured a pot of fresh shrimp into it, and continued to stir-fry violently like sand.

Savage and rough, this is the way Zongzheng fried shrimp.

Han Shenzhi frowned.

Du Moliang, who finally held back his smile, came over and patted Han Shen on the shoulder, "He, hahaha, is such a person." Hahaha, let's go, steam the rice and go. ”

The two steamed rice, and Zongzheng quickly stir-fried two vegetarian dishes.

Before the dishes came out of the pot, Zong Zheng came out of the kitchen with a spatula, his face was serious, and he listened attentively, "Is Xiao Yi awake?" ”

"Didn't you?" Du Moliang pricked up his ears, "I didn't hear a sound." Putting down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, "I'll take a look." ”

Somasa then re-entered the kitchen.

Not long after, Du Moliang came back with Zong Yi who was crying.

Zong Yi was aggrieved, with tears still hanging on his face, sobbing sound, and the whole person was like an obedient little sheep, lying on Du Moliang's shoulder.

Du Moliang patted him on the back, "What are you crying about, your uncle and I'm not here?" ”

Zong Yi grabbed the cuffs of Du Moliang's short sleeves with his small hand, "Mom......"

"Your mother went to work," Du Moliang's tone was not gentle at all, and he also pretended to punishively punishing Zong Yi's ass, "Your father is also here, what kind of mother are you looking for, manly, don't cry." ”

Zong Yi's nose twitched, his mouth was shriveled, his small facial features shrunk, "Wow-" and cried out with his eyes closed.

Zong Zheng came out of the kitchen with a spatula, "What cry, what cry!" ”

Zong Yi shut up instantly, tears blooming.

Du Moliang hugged Zong Yi and asked him to turn his back to Zong Zheng, "Your dad has a stinky face again, ignore him, let's watch cartoons." ”

He led Zong Yi to the living room.

Maybe it was because Zong Zheng murdered Zong Yi, or maybe Du Moliang used cartoons to attract Zong Yi's attention, Zong Yi snorted and sobbed, but he didn't cry anymore.

Du Moliang took out the paper in disgust and cleaned it up for Zong Yi.

"You, you, it's really a toss," Du Moliang hugged Zong Yi and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

During this period, Du Moliang's shirt was splashed with water, and he took Zong Yi out like a fish, "Han Shen, you can help me take him for a while." ”

Han Shen grabbed Zong Yi's armpit and took it and let him sit on his lap.

Zong Yi didn't recognize his life, his little hands were tangled together, and he looked up at Han Shen curiously.

"See what I'm doing?" Han Shen looked at Zong Yi's innocent face, and suddenly smiled gently, his fingertips lightly brushing Zong Yi's fleshy face.

Zong Yi was amused, "Uncle, I've seen you, and the beautiful aunts all say that you are good-looking and handsome." ”

Du Moliang changed into a T-shirt and came out of the room, and heard his nephew praising Han Shen.

"You little fellow, you're going to be a water master all day long, aren't you?"

Zong Yi didn't understand what "Duanshui Master" was, so he chuckled twice, "Mom also said that uncle is good-looking." ”

Du Moliang frowned, "Why does your mother still praise other men?" Aren't you afraid that your dad will be jealous? ”

Zong Yi is very natural, "Mom often praises other uncles for their good looks. ”

Du Moliang took Zong Yi from Han Shen's arms and lightly rewarded Zong Yi with a brain, "Don't talk nonsense in the future." ”

Later, he put Zong Yi on the ground like a bird, "While playing." ”

Zong Yi kicked his steps and ran to the kitchen.

Du Moliang turned around and asked Han Shen: "Have you seen Xiao Yi?" ”

Han Shen nodded, "I went to the pediatric consultation, and Xiao Yi happened to be there at that time." ”

Du Moliang chuckled, "This kid, don't look at his young age, he has a good memory." I guess my sister and the nurse in their department praised you in private, and he heard you. ”

Han Shen lowered his head and smiled slightly.

Du Moliang was suddenly frightened when he saw his gentle expression.

On weekdays, Han Shen has a sage face that no one can get close to, even if he is a person who is familiar with each other, he doesn't see how kind and pleasant he is.

Why did you hug Zong Yi, the whole person is different?

"Get out!" Suddenly there was a fury in the kitchen.

Zong Yi ran out of it as if he was running away, and plunged into Du Moliang's arms.

"What's wrong? Got your dad mad again? Du Moliang picked up Zong Yi's head.

Zong Yi shrank into Du Moliang's arms and turned his head to look behind him.

Zong Zheng came out of the kitchen with a plate of dishes in one hand and looked in the direction of Zong Yi, "You try to mess with the kitchen again!" ”

Zong Yi was so frightened that he hugged Du Moliang's thigh, not daring to look at Zong Zheng.

Du Moliang hugged Zong Yi up, "You, you, when can you stop being so naughty?" Don't say that your father, your uncle and I want to clean you up. ”

"Uncle......" Zong Yi hugged Du Moliang's neck and murmured coquettishly.

"Huh?"

"I'm not moving, kitchen stuff," Zong Yi said indistinctly, his voice a little aggrieved.

Du Moliang touched Zong Yi's head and shouted in the direction of the kitchen, "Did you hear that?" Your son said he would never touch anything in the kitchen again. ”

Zong Zheng came out with a large pot of shrimp, "You just protect him!" ”

Du Moliang smiled and said: "Xiao Yi is your son, not your enemy, as for being so fierce to him?" ”

Zong Zheng put the porcelain basin on the dining table and said viciously: "He is my enemy." ”