Wang Fugui took out his mobile phone and called his son.

On the other side, Wang Ziming, who was looking at the store, received a call from his old father and immediately answered it.

"Hey, Dad."

"Ziming, are you busy?"

"I'm not busy, what's wrong Dad, you say."

Wang Ziming gestured to his wife, motioning for him to go inside to answer the phone, and walked towards the store.

He opened a hardware store in the county seat, and delivered goods in the store every day, doing a small business.

Although the life is not rich, it can also support the family.

It was quite unexpected to receive a call from his father at this point.

His old father usually only thinks about juniors, and calls his children after school, and basically does not call in the morning.

Wang Ziming was a little nervous.

"I brought you something good, I forgot to greet you in advance, and there was no one knocking at the door."

"Harm, there must be no one at home at this point, I'm in the store, Dad, wait, I'll go back immediately."

"It's okay, don't rush on the road."

"Okay, Dad, I'm hanging."

Wang Ziming hung up the phone in a hurry and was about to rush back.

"What's wrong, is it Dad?"

My wife was sitting at the door of the store and asked with concern when she saw him come out with the car keys.

"Well, Dad is here, I'll go home and open the door, and you can see it in the store."

The wife nodded.

Wang Ziming rode the tricycle in front of the store and drove back.

Wang Fugui didn't wait for a while before he saw his son coming back.

"Dad, wait a minute, I'll go to the store at noon in a while, let's have a meal together~"

Wang Ziming saw his old father sitting on the steps with a bamboo basket on his back and waiting for him with his head down, and he didn't play with his mobile phone, just waiting, and his heart was sour.

The older I get, the more I feel sad when I see my parents getting older, and I feel as if they have suddenly become pitiful.

Love, often feel indebted.

As soon as he thought that the old father had something good, he would come all the way to send him off, really, he cried to death!

"What's the hurry, isn't it in a hurry, is the store busy?"

Wang Fugui watched his son come back in a hurry, and got up with a smile and stood aside.

"Fortunately, this will just not go to the delivery, Xiaoling is looking at the store, I'll come back to pick you up."

Wang Ziming said as he picked up the bamboo basket his father brought.

This shot was embarrassing, and I almost didn't pick it up.

I thought it was just some dishes, and the strength was too small.

"Heavy, I'll carry it."

Wang Fugui saw that his son's face changed, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"It's okay, it's not heavy, what are you carrying, how tired it is to carry it, call me next time, I'll just go back and get it, just run by the way when I deliver it, why bother carrying it all the way, you're not too young......"

Wang Ziming kept nagging, opened the door, and took the old father into the door.

Wang Fugui didn't hear it, as soon as he entered the house and changed his shoes, he couldn't wait to turn it over in the bamboo basket, and happily brought out a bag of tea eggs.

"Look what good stuff I've brought you."

Wang Fugui's voice was excited.

The whole Wang Ziming was also a little excited, and took a look, good guy, a bag of tea eggs!

Wang Ziming looked at his gray-haired old father, treated a bag of tea eggs as a treasure, and sent them to eat with a blank eye, almost crying sadly.

It was because he was not filial enough and didn't buy some delicious food for his old father, so that the old father thought that tea eggs were good things, and he carried them all the way.

Wang Ziming's expression was sad, and he fell into heavy self-blame.

Wang Fugui looked at his unresponsive son and glanced at him strangely.

What are you doing, in a daze, he endured not eating all the way, and finally brought the tea eggs over!

"Where's the pot, it's a little cold, I'll give you hot heat."

Wang Fugui touched the tea eggs and didn't get so hot, walked to the kitchen, poured the soup and eggs into it and began to heat it.

"Dad, don't be busy, sit on the sofa and rest, I'll come."

Wang Ziming came back to his senses and was ready to go into the kitchen to help.

At this time, as soon as the tea egg bag was opened and heated, the rich aroma of marinade immediately spread in the kitchen.

Violently and quickly, it directly smoked Wang Ziming's face.

Well?

Something is wrong, how can this tea egg be fragrant?

It's much more fragrant than the tea eggs cooked by his daughter-in-law!

"Dad, did you make this tea egg yourself?"

Wang Ziming was attracted by the fragrance of tea eggs, and looked at the tea eggs in the pot closely, each with brown eggs, with deep cracks and bronze shells, it looked unusual.

"No, how can I make such fragrant tea eggs, I bought them on the shuttle, ten yuan each, I didn't want to eat them, I bought ten and brought them to you."

"What! Ten dollars a piece! ”

As soon as Wang Ziming heard the price, he immediately jumped three feet high and took a step back.

The takeaway tea eggs cost three yuan a piece, and he was too expensive, so he cooked them at home if he wanted to eat them.

His father actually ate tea eggs for ten yuan a piece in the countryside?

Wang Ziming's first reaction was that his father had been deceived.

Wang Fugui knew what he was thinking by looking at his son's expression.

Seeing that the tea eggs in the pot had begun to steam, he immediately picked one up, opened it in three or two clicks, and stuffed it into his son's mouth.

"Just taste it."

This is a life quote he recently learned.

When you encounter something you haven't seen, don't be in a hurry to expose your shallow cognition, you have to taste it first, and criticize it.

Otherwise, he will be like him, embarrassed, and have to apologize with a shy old face.

The tea eggs in the mouth, as soon as they enter his mouth, the fragrance that can be smelled by the wings of his nose seems to appear in his mouth.

Wang Ziming was gagged and couldn't speak.

He opened his mouth and began to eat.

The eyes became brighter and brighter the more he ate, and the whole person was refreshed.

Wang Fugui saw that the tea leaves and eggs in the pot were almost hot, so he turned off the fire, he was afraid that if it burned for a long time, the soup would be boiled dry.

The taste of the egg itself, no matter how delicious it is, is limited.

To make such a fragrant tea egg, it depends on this pot of marinade.

Ten dollars a tea egg is too expensive.

He deliberately asked for some more soup, and after eating, the soup could be re-soaked in some eggs, and the taste was definitely not bad.

The little old man is fine.

"Go make me a cup of tea, it's easy to choke when you eat empty, tea eggs with tea, you have to taste it slowly, it's fragrant, you know."

Wang Ziming had a whole egg in his mouth, and he had choked.

While hiccuping hard, I went to make tea.

Wang Fugui took a small bowl, put two tea eggs on the table, and waited for tea while peeling the shells.

The tea was served, and he peeled the tea eggs.

I took a small bite, chewed carefully, squinted my eyes, and felt the fragrance melt in my mouth.

Take another sip of tea.

Immediately, I felt the gap between the two teas.

"The little boss didn't tell a lie, the tea leaves used for this tea egg are indeed good tea, I only ate tea eggs and didn't feel it, this will drink the tea you brewed, and the fragrance of the two tea leaves in the mouth was immediately separated."

Wang Ziming: ......

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