Wang Jiayi said in a cooing voice in Sichuan dialect: "No, I miss you so much."

Jiayi’s father said: “Do you want to eat the food cooked by your father?”

Wang Jiayi said: "Well, I think about it every day. I miss my dad's cooking, which is delicious; I miss my mom's boring rice, which is crystal clear and plump. No one in this world can cook better food than my parents.

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Jiayi's mother teased in Sichuan dialect: "Isn't that poor husband you married good at cooking?"

Wang Jiayi said: "He is also a first-class cook, but compared with your superb level, he is still far behind!"

Jiayi's mother said: "You have such a sweet mouth, can't you be short of money?"

Jiayi's father said: "Beijing is expensive and money is tight, so just tell your parents that they will always be your strong backing."

Wang Jiayi said: "Then I won't be polite. Don't feel too sorry for me!"

Jiayi's mother said: "Are you really short of money? Okay, okay, take it from your dad's little vault, and take as much as you want!"

Jiayi's father hurriedly retorted: "Fuck you, you have the money, how can I have a small treasury?"

Wang Jiayi smiled and said: "Dad, I know you must have hidden a lot of private money, so just tell me the truth!"

Jiayi's father said: "If your father dares to hide private money, your mother will pull out all his teeth with a vise."

Wang Jiayi said: "Mom, keep the vise ready at all times, otherwise you will get the bad reputation of a tigress in vain."

Jiayi's mother said: "Go, go, no matter how big or small, your mother is so gentle and virtuous, when did she turn into a tigress?"

Wang Jiayi said: "Hey, if my mother wasn't a tigress, but my father was as hot-tempered as a kitten, how could our restaurant's business be so prosperous? It's all thanks to my mother's internal and external efforts.

reason."

Jiayi's mother said: "Hey, I gave your mother the ecstasy soup again. It seems that I want a big sum this time. Eight thousand yuan, is it enough?"
Chapter completed!