Facing the oncoming fist, Luo Hao did not panic at all.

I saw his head tilted to the side, turned sideways, dodged Zhou Peng's punch with great ease, and then stretched out his right foot.

Zhou Peng was suddenly tripped over, his body lost his balance, and he threw himself straight forward and fell to the ground.

"Eh!" Zhou Peng screamed in pain and scolded angrily: "Luo Hao, Lao Tzu will kill you!" ”

Luo Hao's eyes were cold, and he chose to strike first.

He leaned down, pressed his knees against Zhou Peng's back, reached out to grab his hair, pulled his head up, and slammed it into the ground.

Fight with one punch, lest a hundred punches come!

Luo Hao plans to be ruthless next time, so that Zhou Peng will have a long memory.

But at this moment.

"Luo Hao!"

An exclamation interrupts its coherent movements.

Luo Hao followed the voice, looked up, and saw Wang Yao looking at him with a panicked expression.

In order not to worry his wife, he had to let go of his hand and stand up.

Zhou Peng got up with his hands and feet, and said with tears in his eyes: "I'm Nima!" ”

While scolding angrily, he reached out and grabbed Luo Hao's collar.

But for some reason, in the face of the cold eyes of the man in front of him, Zhou Peng found that his fist was actually a little disobedient, obviously only twenty centimeters away from Luo Hao's face, but he was still unable to hit it.

"Zhou Peng, your mother often scolds me for being a second-rate son, if I don't do something second-rate, will I be worthy of this name?" Luo Hao said unhurriedly: "You are in a restaurant in the town, do you still want to open it well?" ”

Zhou Peng was suddenly shocked: "What do you mean?" ”

"The meaning is very simple, take care of your mother, and your little cub, and if you come to make me unhappy again, your restaurant will not be far from closing." Luo Hao's tone was very calm, and even listening to the tone alone, he couldn't hear how much threat there was at all.

But it was such a bland remark that made Zhou Peng's face change greatly.

He hurriedly let go of Luo Hao, and then forcibly dragged his mother and son home.

Barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, a second-rate person like Luo Hao, he really found a few fox friends and dogs, and went to his restaurant every day to find faults, but he couldn't stand it.

Zhou Peng couldn't understand why Luo Hao had become so tough all of a sudden, but he could clearly feel that this second-rate person who lived next door was really different from before.

……

Under Hu Shengli's greeting, the villagers quickly dispersed.

Luo Hao thanked him and returned home with his wife and daughter.

"Minmin, you take your mother to the house to rest, and let's have chicken soup at noon." Luo Hao said.

"Yay!" The little girl cheered, took Wang Yao with her little hand, and walked towards the bedroom.

Wang Yao wanted to speak again and again, and wanted to speak, but under the pull of the little girl, she still didn't say anything.

In the kitchen, Luo Hao boiled a pot of boiling water, and then, carrying the old hen's neck, went to the yard to bleed, and then put the chicken in the hot water basin, waited for a few minutes, and began to shed its hair.

His movements seem to be very skillful, this is because in his previous life, Luo Hao used to be a chef, and his skills are not good, but they are much stronger than ordinary people.

In the bedroom, the little girl sat cross-legged on the kang, supported her chin with her little hand and said, "Ma Ma, has Baba changed a lot?" ”

Wang Yao smiled lovingly and asked casually, "What do you think has changed?" ”

"Hmm......" The little girl tilted her head, and her big eyes showed a look of thought.

After a while, her little face was full of seriousness, and she snapped her fingers and said, "Baba's temper has changed a lot, so she won't be cruel to us; The courage has also become bigger, and they dare to beat Zhou Yanfeng...... I also became crying. ”

"Crying?" Wang Yaohu said suspiciously.

In her eyes, Luo Hao is completely hard-hearted.

People with a heart as hard as iron, does the word "cry" have it in the dictionary?

The little girl crawled into Wang Yao's ear and whispered: "Ma Ma, Baba is really crying, and he also said that he was wrong, and he will definitely change." ”

When Wang Yao heard this, she couldn't help but be stunned.

She couldn't help but think that just now Luo Hao was outside the house, protecting herself behind her, and even dared to do something with Zhou Peng......

He's like, really changed?

Wang Yao is not sure whether Luo Hao's change is a good thing or a bad thing.

It's just this sudden change that makes her feel uneasy.

"Minmin, you've been playing in our yard for the past few days, and you've called your mother loudly for something, remember?" Wang Yao said with a serious face.

She still suspected that Luo Hao was uneasy and kind.

"Remember!" The little girl nodded heavily.

Wang Yao smiled, picked up a red rope from the windowsill, and said, "Let's play with the flower rope, okay?" ”

"Good!" The little girl jumped up happily.

The mother and daughter chatted and played with the rope.

Half an hour later.

"Mama, it's so fragrant!" The little girl wrinkled her nose, and then said with surprise on her face: "It must be Baba cooking, I'll take a look." ”

After speaking, he quickly crawled to the edge of the kang.

After getting off the ground, he immediately ran out of the hall and came to the kitchen door.

On the earthen stove, two iron pots, one large and one small, are placed on two stoves.

Luo Hao sat on the horse, holding a firewood stick in his hand, taking care of the stove.

Speaking of which, these firewoods were all cut back by Wang Yao from the hillside.

Just then, he caught a glimpse of someone at the kitchen door.

When I turned my head, I saw my daughter, staring at the iron pot on the stove without blinking, with big round eyes.

"Minmin, come here!" Luo Hao smiled and beckoned.

The little girl immediately opened her arms, threw herself into Luo Hao's arms, looked up and asked, "Baba, are we going to come at noon?" ”

Luo Hao seemed to see his daughter's thoughts, stretched out his hand and gently scraped the bridge of his nose, and said with a smile: "No one comes, Dad cooks, just for Min Min and Mom." ”

"Really?" The little girl's eyes lit up.

Luo Hao nodded heavily: "Of course it's true." ”

As soon as the words fell, the little girl hugged her neck and took a "chirp" on her face.

"Thank you, Baba is the best!" The little girl smiled sweetly.

Luo Hao suddenly felt that the exhaustion in his body was swept away, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

At the same time, he couldn't help but start to be grateful to Wang Yao in his heart.

He was such a bastard before, but his daughter can still be so close to him, Wang Yao can be called an indispensable contributor.

"Baba, how long will it take for the rice to be good?" The little girl asked.

"It's going to be half an hour."

"How long is half an hour?"

"Thirty minutes."

"How long is 30 minutes?"

The little girl kept asking questions as if there were 100,000 whys.

Luo Hao didn't have the slightest impatience, rubbed the little girl's head, and said with a doting face: "You count from one to sixty, count thirty times, it's half an hour." ”

After speaking, he realized that his daughter might not be able to count sixty, so he asked, "Minmin, can you count to sixty?" ”

"Yes, yes!" The little girl said with pride on her face: "Ma Ma taught me to count, I can count from one to a hundred!" ”