When Zhao Zijian returned home, it was already past three in the afternoon.

His father, Zhao Wenyuan, was looking at his mobile phone in the living room.

Hearing the movement at the door, he raised his head and glanced over, then lowered his head and continued looking, asking, "Why are you running away for the day! It's such a big holiday, why can't you just stay at home and relax?"

Zhao Zijian said nothing, changed into slippers, went to sit on the sofa, and took a look at his mobile phone.

"Oh, that's good, Dad, it's gone up again!"

"That's right!" Zhao Wenyuan looked over and felt a little proud, "I'm telling you, your dad doesn't dare to say anything else, but Maotai will definitely continue to rise! As long as Chinese people still love to drink, Maotai will not fall!"

Zhao Zijian smiled when he heard this. Before he could speak, the door opened and his mother, Wang Huixin, opened the door and came in. When she saw the two of them sitting on the sofa, she said, "Zhao Zijian, come here and carry things to the kitchen! You just entered the community.

I saw you riding a bicycle in front, and I couldn’t hear you no matter how I shouted!”

Zhao Zijian hurried over to pick up the things. While changing his slippers, Wang Huixin asked, "Have you had lunch?"

After receiving Zhao Zijian's reply, which sounded like he had eaten a lot, Wang Huixin diverted his attention at that time and soon gave instructions again, "Old Zhao, stop sitting there and scrolling through your phone again. What's there to see?"

Look, hurry up and chop the stuffing! Make dumplings tonight!"

Zhao Wenyuan looked up and said with some reluctance, "Isn't there minced meat in the supermarket?"

Wang Huixin said: "You don't understand. Their minced meat is sticky and not as chewy as the homemade meat. Besides, when it's minced like that, you know if the meat it puts is good! Hurry up...

"

Comrade Lao Zhao reluctantly put down his cell phone and entered the kitchen.

Here, they were packing up the things they bought and putting them in the refrigerator. Before Zhao Zijian could run away, Wang Huixin sniffed and called to him, "Come back here, Zhao Zijian, what does it smell like on you? Come here...hey

Hey, then rush! What have you been doing? It smells like sweat, go take a shower!"

"Hey... go right away!"

Zhao Zijian turned around and left.

But Wang Huixin didn't stop talking, and asked: "By the way, Zhao Zijian, why are you running away for a day? Let me tell you, you are in your senior year of high school, don't do those useless things, you are not allowed to fall in love, you know?"

?”

Zhao Zijian turned around, holding the kitchen door with his hand, and said, "Mom, I really didn't talk about it."

"Really not?"

"Really no one likes me!"

"That's because they have no vision! My son is so handsome, go take a bath!"

Zhao Wenyuan answered, "Hey, you think your son is good-looking all day long, you are really..."

"Nonsense, of course my son is good-looking, how handsome he is!"

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Zhao Zijian took a hot bath comfortably and changed into clean clothes. As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, his mother was already talking there again, "Zhao Zijian, I will clean up the house for you this morning. You see that your room is a mess. I only give it to you."

I collected the dirty clothes and mopped the floor, leaving your books and papers to tidy up by myself, as well as the table and computer, which I wiped, and the bed I swept. Hurry up, don’t be like your dad with all the ink stains.

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"Hey, let me tell you, what does this have to do with me? Why do you keep bringing me along? What about my ink marks?"

"I asked you to chop some stuffing. You see how much you have to do! What's wrong with your ink? You're not good at ink!"

"No, are you being unreasonable?"

"I'm being unreasonable, what's wrong? I'm not even willing to say a word while I serve you two! Are you that lazy? You don't even want to go to the supermarket with me. You know those things

How heavy is it to carry something back? I am a woman and I carried it all the way back. Let me tell you what happened to me!"

"No... I said, if you are too heavy and unwilling to buy it, we will order takeout. If we can't go out to eat, you have to go! Why do you have to rely on me again!"

"Order takeout? And go out to eat? How much money do you earn and still go out to eat every day? Don't you know that your son is going to college? After entering college, you have to find a girlfriend, and after you have a girlfriend, you have to settle down after graduation.

, you have to buy a house and get married, and after you get married, you have to have children. How much money have you saved? Is it enough to buy a toilet in the capital?"

"You... ok, I can't say anything about you, you are awesome! Okay?"

"Zhao Wenyuan, what do you mean? You called me a shrew, right?"

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Zhao Zijian leaned into the sofa and watched the two of them arguing in the kitchen. The key was that they were arguing and cooperating at the same time. When the meat was minced, his mother had already cut the onions and ginger.

, when my mother started to mix the stuffing, my father had already started to prepare the noodles with warm water.

Over the years, they have been coming here like this.

In his previous life, Zhao Zijian would feel very annoyed every time he heard them arguing. Especially when he was about to take the college entrance examination, he was under great pressure and extremely annoyed.

But later, when he walked into the kitchen alone and made a meal of dumplings for himself, he couldn't help but think of his parents' quarrel back then, and then he felt uncontrollable sadness welling up in his heart.

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Now that he had the opportunity to see such a scene again, he suddenly felt that his mother was actually quite cute.

Neither of them has a high income, but they have been working very hard to live a good life at home. Although my mother is a bit nagging and stingy, without her diligence and thrift in housekeeping, the family would definitely not be able to live a good life.

So prosperous. And no matter how much she quarrels with the father and mother in the family, Zhao Zijian knows that she is really worried about herself and her father.

"Zhao Zijian, you said you didn't hear me? What are you laughing at? You're so stupid! Go clean your own house!"

"Hey, go right away!"

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In the evening, we had dumplings with two kinds of fillings. Wang Huixin also made two dishes, one cold and one hot. Zhao Zijian was exhausted today, so he showed his extraordinary performance and ate more than forty dumplings. Wang Huixin looked pleased.

"Look, my son loves to eat so much, so I told you that you must chop the stuffing yourself!"

"They're not even close to each other! He's half a young man. He went out for a day of fun and ate a few more dumplings when he came back. It's already your evidence, right? This is all going nowhere!"

"Tch, you're tough-talking! I'm telling you, Zhao Zijian, don't imitate your dad, he's just tough-talking!"

"Okay, let me learn from you, okay? You are all good, and I am all bad! Come on, son, don't just eat. Go get a cup. After you finish eating the dumplings, drink two cups with Dad."

"Can I drink?"

"You think I don't know that you are singing, partying, etc. outside? What you are drinking is not wine? Let me tell you, beer is also wine!"

"hey-hey……"

"Hey, hey, hurry up!"

"I'll get it for him! It's the holiday today, so you can have two drinks with your dad!"

"Hey, that's right! Can I have a drink?"

"I can drink eight bottles. I mean beer."

"..."
Chapter completed!