Long Mingyi's words made Shen Yiren start to think seriously.

Ever since Xu Jingqing took the initiative to learn jazz at the opening ceremony of Yiyang, the sense of dissonance began to appear in her. A person who had only listened to classical music and opera for more than 40 years suddenly wanted to learn jazz dance. This bend is quite big. What is the reason for this?

There are only two conditions for a person's sudden change: one is because he has lost something, and the other is because he is afraid of losing something.

Xu Jingqing, who has always been peaceful and enjoying sunny days, has changed, so there must be a reason for this. What is she afraid of losing? Or has she already lost something?

"Menopause?" Long Ming touched his nose and said.

"Shut up." Shen Yiren was convinced by her husband Long Mingyi's thinking.

Xu Jingqing is definitely not menopausal, judging from her usual calm state.

Why should she change?

Shen Yiren didn't expect it either.

Long Youfeng scored a crucial two plus one in the last minute of the game.

"Fengfeng really has a big heart." When Long Ming praised his children, he was never soft-spoken. "Like me." He also praised himself by the way.

Shen Yiren poured cold water on him and said: "I hope his face is not like yours, otherwise what if he scores a goal with his face?"

"That's terrible." Long Mingyi said: "The league will change the rules and prohibit shooting with the face in the half court."

"So annoying."

The game ended. Long Youfeng won the "MVP" of the game.

Long Mingyi specially presented a bottle of sports drink as a trophy to Long Youfeng, "Here is your acceptance speech."

"Thank you to my teammates. Without you, I would not have been able to win this trophy. Thank you coach for your guidance. Thank you to my parents for supporting my interests. I love all my fans."

"Twenty years later." Long Mingyi said, "Remember to say that."

Long Youfeng said goodbye to his golf friends, and the family of three returned home. Long Youfeng went to take a bath. Covered in sweat, he soaked in the bathtub and enjoyed the comfort brought to him by the hot water.

Long Mingyi went to the kitchen refrigerator to find something to eat.

"Are you hungry?" Shen Yiren asked, "It seems like you are playing basketball."

"You don't even know how worried I am." Long Mingyi said: "I want to develop techniques and tactics for Fengfeng and the others, and I also want to compete with Bai Angxi and Hu Fei." Long Mingyi made a glass of fruit and vegetable juice by himself.

"Mine?" Shen Yiren said to herself: "Thank you." After saying that, the fruit and vegetable juice in Long Ming's hand "disappeared".

"Pfft." Shen Yiren just took a sip and spit it out. "What did you add?"

"I added some mustard." Long Ming said seriously: "I think it should taste 'good'."

"Long Mingyi!" Shen Yiren pinched her husband's arm angrily, "I think you expected that I would take it away, right?"

"No. Absolutely not." Long Ming smiled evilly and refused to admit it.

Shen Yiren rubbed Long Mingyi's head back and forth, messing up Long Mingyi's hair. Only when he saw Long Mingyi with his "chicken nest" head, Shen Yiren let him go.

Shen Yiren went to the gym to exercise. Long Mingyi took out some red shrimps from the refrigerator. He was confused when he looked at this thing. To make garlic paste, he had to call Sister Zhang. Because he bought groceries in the morning on weekdays, this At that time, Sister Zhang usually took a rest. While doing other things, she wanted to eat earlier. Long Mingyi chose to boil water and cook directly.

Long Mingyi said to himself: "Whether it tastes good or not depends entirely on the sauce."

When Long Youfeng came out of the shower, he didn't find his father. At a strange moment, he came to the kitchen and saw his father, Long Mingyi, making a sauce that smelled very fragrant. Spicy millet, sesame seeds, cumin and As soon as the chopped green onions are put in and the hot oil is poured in, the aroma is fragrant.

"Dad, don't call me if you want something delicious!" Long Youfeng protested: "I need to replenish energy now."

"Then you eat first and don't scream." Long Ming hugged him with a finger, "Let mom hear it and that's it."

As a mother, Shen Yiren is a strict mother and does not let her children eat a lot before going to bed. As a father, Long Mingyi usually loves his children and challenges their mother's "tyranny" with them.

Originally they were just cooking a few shrimps, but because of Long Youfeng's participation, the father and son were almost "making hot pot" in the kitchen. One box of shrimps was not enough to finish, so Long Youfeng took out another box of mutton from the refrigerator. .

Seeing this, Long Mingyi took another box of baby cabbage, and Long Youfeng took four crabs and threw them into the pot. The father and son sat around the stove, sweating profusely as they ate.

As soon as Long Ming got excited about eating, he took out two more bottles of soda for him and his children. The father and son touched the sodas and said, "Whatever."

"Dong dong dong." Each drank a small half of the bottle.

Suddenly, the father and son stopped using their chopsticks. An ominous premonition came from behind them.

"Dad." Long Youfeng said, "I have an ominous premonition."

Long Mingyi told his son, "It's not a premonition. It is indeed right behind us."

Long Youfeng turned around and saw that Shen Yiren was looking at them with one hand on his hips and the other on the marble table. The left corner of his mouth was raised, and he was smiling so hard that the father and son's hair stood on end.

"Son." Long Mingyi said sadly: "Eat more. After a while, the beating won't hurt."

"Dad..." Long Youfeng hugged Long Mingyi. The father and son hugged each other and cried.

"You two did a good job." Shen Yiren's smile made people panic. "Continue to act. When you're done, add chicken legs."

"My fault." Long Mingyi admitted his mistake, "I wanted to eat."

"It's my fault." Long Youfeng rushed to say, "It was me who wanted to eat."

"What a good son. He stepped forward at critical moments." Long Ming touched the child's head and said to Shen Yiren, "He suggested it."

"Are you trying to trick me?" Long Youfeng shouted, "Shouldn't you continue to take responsibility?"

Long Ming shook his head, "I'm afraid of rioting."

"You tricked me." Long Youfeng said dejectedly, "It's too difficult for me."

Shen Yiren came over, took out the bowls and chopsticks from the sterilizer, picked up a piece of meat from the pot and said, "Actually, you can eat some occasionally." Shen Yiren looked at the meat and said pitifully, "I want to eat it too. .”

"Then let's eat together." Long Mingyi prepared lighter ingredients for Shen Yiren. Long Youfeng enthusiastically added some more vegetables.

After a simple hot pot meal, Long Youfeng went back to his room to read a book and get ready to go to bed. After Long Ming took a bath, he saw Shen Yiren lying on the bed and touching his stomach.

"What's wrong?" Long Mingyi asked with concern: "The child hasn't had enough to eat?"

"Get lost." Shen Yiren patted Long Mingyi's shoulder and said, "You ate too much, and you have wasted a week's training."

"Then continue practicing next week." Long Mingyi said: "Without nutrition, it is unhealthy. No matter how beautiful it is, it is not beautiful."

"You are the only one who knows how to coax people." Shen Yiren said, "Although you talk sweetly, I can't be fooled. I still have to keep in shape and make myself beautiful." Shen Yiren jumped up from the bed, "I'll run for half an hour. "

"Okay." Long Ming sighed, "I'll accompany you. Let's go, run at night."

"So clingy?" Shen Yiren smiled sweetly.

"Isn't it bad to stick to you?" Long Mingyi took Shen Yiren's hand, and the two of them changed clothes and went out for the night.

Long Youfeng often laments, "Parents are true love."
Chapter completed!