Catching horse mother and daughter

Chapter 81

Zhang Jialiang looked at the dishes in his father's hands and was silent for a moment, but his reverence for his father for many years made him unable to refute.He obediently went to the kitchen to get a bowl of rice.

But the moment he turned on the rice cooker, he was dumbfounded.

The rice in the rice cooker is rice, and the water is water. There is a clear distinction, just like the current father and mother, each living in its own way, and no one cares about the other.

"Why did you take so long to serve the meal? Why are you dawdling?" Zhang Yousong put down the dishes, but he didn't see his son delivering the meal after a long time, and turned back to the kitchen angrily.

"Dad, did you forget to press the cooking button?" Zhang Jialiang said with some embarrassment.

Zhang Yousong saw the pot of raw rice soaked in water, and looked at his son in blank dismay.

"Uh, maybe, maybe, maybe." Zhang Yousong didn't expect the dishes to be fried, but the rice was not cooked.

Zhang Jialiang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this pot of raw rice, it's great, now he has a reasonable excuse not to eat the dishes made by his father.

"How about we order a takeaway?" He looked at his father.

"I want to call you yourself." Zhang Yousong walked back to the living room angrily, picked up the lettuce he fried and put it in his mouth.

Looking at the plate of dark dishes, Zhang Jialiang was really at a loss for what to do, so he finally bit the bullet and ordered takeaway.

He would be angry at most if he didn't eat the food made by his father, but if he ate the food made by his father, it would not be a matter of being angry or not, and he might lose his life.

Zhang Jialiang took out his mobile phone and began to check the takeaway. Before placing an order, he asked habitually: "Dad, what do you want to eat?"

"Just give me the same thing as what you eat." Zhang Yousong said with a straight face.

Hearing this, Zhang Jialiang silently returned from the payment interface and added another portion of the spicy beef bibimbap in the shopping cart.

"Ding dong."

The doorbell rang, and Zhang Jialiang was very surprised. It took less than 5 minutes for him to place the order, and it was delivered so quickly?Did the merchant prepare leftovers for him?It shouldn't be.

Before he could finish his inner drama, he saw the door of his mother's room opened, and she yelled, "Here we come," and then rushed to open the door.

Only then did he realize that he was thinking too much. It was his mother's takeaway.

"Thank you." Zhang Jiahui took the curry rice from the delivery man, and sat down at the dining table happily.

Yesterday, my mother had already told her that she would stop cooking for the final exam and she could order takeaway by herself.

Seeing that she was going to sit at the dining table, Zhang Yousong quickly took his burnt dishes to the kitchen.

"Mom, when did you like curry?" Zhang Jialiang was very puzzled.Mom's taste seems to have changed a lot now?It was the same at Jingming Temple last time. She who never eats carrots actually ate a big bowl.

Zhang Jiahui's heart skipped a beat when she heard her brother's question, she won't reveal her secrets again.

"I heard from Huihui that this food is delicious, so I'll give it a try." She used herself as a shield.

Hearing what she said, Zhang Jialiang thought it seemed to be the truth. Now that his mother is so close to his younger sister, it is possible to listen to her Amway.

But he always felt that it was not the same thing.

Zhang Yousong dumped the food into the trash can and walked back to the living room. Seeing his wife eating with gusto, he was very annoyed: "Why don't you order takeaway for us?"

He thought his wife would say something like they were going to get a divorce, but she simply replied with two words - no money.

Zhang Jiahui did not lie. My father used to give me enough money every month. I spent three people on a single household. After so many years of frugality, my mother managed to save a mere 5 yuan.

My mother will still use the money to go to school at that time, how can she be willing to squander it like this.

Hearing this answer, Zhang Yousong couldn't help but frowned: "Since you have no money, what university do you want to go to?"

Hearing what Dad said, Zhang Jiahui poked the food in the bowl irritably.

"It's different now. I don't have the money to send you to college anymore. I still have to find a way to save Huihui's tuition." Zhang Yousong hoped that his wife would come back from her misfortune as soon as possible and stop thinking about going to college.

"Besides, people of our age don't look at diplomas, so why don't we take the exam?" He tried his best to persuade his wife in a gentle tone.

He felt that he didn't persuade him before because he spoke too directly, but now that his attitude is so good, shouldn't his wife still have complaints?

Zhang Jiahui was annoyed by her father's self-righteous attitude, she looked at him seriously: "First, as I said before, I will not spend your money to go to college, I will do part-time jobs to earn money."

"Second, we are about to divorce. What my ex-wife does doesn't seem to have much to do with you, does it?"

These two unemotional replies made Zhang Yousong's face burn hot, he was a little ashamed and a little annoyed.What's going on with my wife, my son is still here, why don't you give him any face.

Zhang Jialiang looked at the two people's tongue-in-cheek swords, oh no, it was one-sided mother's crushing, and he didn't dare to speak, for fear of angering his mother, he would also be scolded.

Fortunately, the sound of the doorbell saved him.

"coming."

He quickly picked up the takeaway and walked to the table to break the awkward and depressed atmosphere.

"Come on, Dad, let's have lunch first."

"Hmm." Zhang Yousong took the lunch box handed by his son sullenly, and started eating sullenly.

Seeing her father showing such a fragile expression, Zhang Jiahui couldn't bear it again, and began to reflect on whether what she just said was too much.After all, Dad was cheated of money just now, isn't it too unreasonable for her to say that?
A lot of social news flashed through her mind in an instant, and she hesitated.

"We are all at this age, and it is more important than anything else to be open. Money can be earned again, but many things will be too late. I want to do something that I really want to do, such as taking a university entrance examination. As a family member , I don’t expect you to support me wholeheartedly, but at least don’t make things worse and keep dissuading me.”

She imitated her father's usual tone and said.

Hearing his wife's words, Zhang Yousong's hand holding the chopsticks froze.

"I'm done eating, you can eat slowly." Zhang Jiahui felt that she had said almost what she had to say, and she couldn't help much else.

Looking at the back of his wife leaving, Zhang Yousong realized belatedly, was she comforting him just now?
He aimlessly stirred the rice in front of him with chopsticks, feeling a little sour and swollen in his heart. He didn't expect that she would say such things to him.

And Zhang Jialiang also recalled his mother's words thoughtfully.

He probably shouldn't be running around like a headless chicken, he needs to find what he most wants to do.

(End of this chapter)