Since you can't lie flat with salted fish, you can only work hard.

The road from school to home is not far, walk through two streets, turn into the alley, and after crossing the alley, you will arrive.

As usual, her tricycle was parked downstairs on the side. At this time, there was a black battery car parked next to the tricycle.

Seeing the battery car, Zhao Qingyuan opened his mouth and said, "Yo, my dad is off work." ”

This battery car is usually ridden to work by his father, so as long as the battery car is downstairs, it means that her father is back from work.

"Let's go upstairs......" Zhao Qingyuan said and walked up the stairs for the first time, behind him, Zhao Qinglan followed unhurriedly, quietly, deeply, with a calm expression on his face. There is a calmness on her immature face that does not belong to her age.

Soon I went to the second floor and came to my door. The door of the house is hidden and can be pushed open with an outstretched hand.

Pushing open the door and walking into the house, Zhao Qingyuan shouted twice directly.

"Mom......"

"Mom."

At this time, there was the sound of a spatula stir-frying in the kitchen, probably hearing her son shouting again, and Zhao's mother, who was stir-frying, responded.

"I heard, I heard.

"Calling the soul, those who don't know think I flew away."

Zhao Qingyuan walked to the door of the kitchen, pulled his hand on the edge of the door, and stretched his neck to look inside.

"Mom, you're stir-frying."

"Do you want me to help you?"

Mother Zhao glanced back at him, and the spatula poked the bottom of the pot, "The old lady can't afford to ask for it, one by one lazy people are reincarnated." ”

After complaining every day, she said again: "It's just a shredded potato, it's going to be fine soon, go get a bowl of rice, it's time to eat." "As the saying goes, the poor raise their sons, and the rich raise their daughters, although she raises both children in the same way. However, education still starts from an early age, and she will directly let children do some small things that children can do.

"Oh, got it, I'll go and put the bag away first."

Zhao Qinglan walked in after her brother, and she said that she was used to his daily routine of looking for his mother when he came back for so many years.

Maybe children are like this, no matter when, as long as they get home, they are looking for their mother as soon as they get home. Of course, Zhao Qinglan directly ignored the fact that he was still a child.

Stretching out his hand to close the door, Zhao Qinglan said in a low voice: "I'm back." ”

In the living room, her father, Zhao Jun, was sitting on the sofa watching TV. The sofa was bought from the thrift market last time, and it was barely enough to sit down for the family of four.

By this time, he had already taken a shower and changed into clean clothes. The upper body is wearing a light gray undershirt, the lower body is wearing a pair of loose and breathable trousers, and a pair of slippers under the feet, which looks simple and refreshing.

Zhao Qinglan's father was born with a very good-looking appearance, an oval face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a high nose bridge. He also has short and silky hair, and his facial features tend to be soft, which gives him a sense of stability and steadfastness. It may be because of working on the construction site all these years, and the skin is a little rough and tanned.

Seeing him, Zhao Qinglan opened his mouth and shouted, "Dad." ”

"Lan Lan is back, are you obedient in school today?" Seeing his daughter, Zhao's father had a gentle face, and his tone was full of the old father's love for his daughter.

For his daughter, Zhao Jun loves him very much.

Listening to the tone of this coaxing little girl, Zhao Qinglan was in a complicated mood, and there was a moment of embarrassment on his cold face.

Raising his eyes and glancing at Zhao's father, Zhao Qinglan nodded, "Hmm." ”

In other words, why can I still have memories of my past life after I am reincarnated and reborn?

They all say that we must believe in science, but there are some things that even science cannot explain. Maybe the end of science is metaphysics.

"It's time to eat, go and put your schoolbag away, eat dinner, and do your homework if you need to."

"Good!"

Zhao Qinglan agreed, went back to her room, and went to put her things, especially to put up the two balloons in her hands.

Here, Zhao Qingyuan was about to go back to his room when he was stopped by his mother.

"Wait a minute, where did you get this toy?"

I can't blame her for asking, it's really that the toy in her son's hand is too conspicuous, and it doesn't look cheap, so I don't feel at ease if I don't ask clearly.

Hearing his mother ask about this, Zhao Qingyuan showed an excited look on his face.

"Mom, I'll tell you ......"

"That's ......"

Zhao Qingyuan told his parents about the ring on the way back from school.

When I heard that my daughter got such a good toy for two dollars, I didn't think much about it, but I just thought that this child was really lucky. As for what the son said, one set of accurates was directly ignored by them.

"I see, okay, take it back and put it away, you are slowly playing after eating."

Understanding clearly, Zhao's mother is relieved, she is also afraid that she will be busy and ignore the child, and the child will learn badly with others. But thinking about it, I also feel that I am worrying about it, her two children are obedient and sensible, so they didn't let her worry about it.

Zhao's mother stewed yam pork rib soup, and a lot of bamboo shoots were deliberately placed in it. Just lifted the lid of the pot, and the room was suddenly filled with a faint fragrance.

Seeing that her son had already finished the meal, Zhao's mother took chopsticks out of the kitchen.

"It's time to eat."

"Lan Lan ......"

"Here we are."

After washing his hands, Zhao Qinglan came out for dinner.

glanced at the dishes on the table, although they looked simple, they were full of color, flavor and taste, which suited her appetite very much. I can only say that my mother's cooking skills are really good.

At the dinner table, Zhao Qinglan and her parents sat opposite her, and her brother sat next to her, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

During the meal, Zhao's mother took a spoon and scooped Zhao Qinglan a few pieces of pork ribs and poured them into her bowl.

"Lan Lan eat more meat."

After speaking, he also scooped a few pieces for his son, "The meal will also be finished, now is the time for you to grow your body, now you don't eat more, and when you want to grow in the future, you will find that it is the same as the dwarf winter melon." At that time, I couldn't blame my mother for not giving you food when I was a child......

Dwarf winter melon!!

Zhao Qingyuan: "Mom, I'll definitely eat more." "He definitely can't be a dwarf winter melon, how can he be a high winter melon.

Zhao Qinglan didn't say anything, but there was a rare smile on his face.

When she was halfway through the meal, Lin Qiaoqiao suddenly thought that there was no rice at home.

"That's right, husband......"

Hearing calling himself, Zhao Jun raised his eyes and looked at his wife, "What are you doing?" "Shocked, this temper is still the same as when I was young.

"There's no rice at home, remember to buy a bag later."

"I was shocked, I thought something was wrong, I'll buy it later, and eat first."

"By the way, remember to buy another bottle of vinegar."

"Got it......"

After eating, Zhao Qingyuan was arranged to wash the dishes.

Looking at his proficiency, you can see that in this family, he often washes dishes.

Zhao Qinglan was not idle.

She's mopping the floor.

When she looked up, she saw her mother coming out of the kitchen carrying a large bucket. It was a bucket of cut potatoes with water in it. I could see that she was having a hard time carrying it.

Zhao Qinglan sank his face, put down the mop casually and walked over.

"Why don't you call me."

Reaching out to take the vat, Zhao Qinglan easily carried it in his hand.