Forty has a hurdle

Chapter 110 and the slime

Zhao Huan got up, took out his homework from the bedroom, and handed it to his father, "This is the homework I did today."

"You did a good job!" Although Zhao Hongming had forgotten all the knowledge in the homework book, judging from the traces on the paper, the homework in this book should be very good, at least better than the previous one. There is progress in each semester.

"Just because I was a few minutes late for dinner, my mother suspected that I was doing something shady in the room.

As for?I just want to ask, if it doesn’t meet her requirements, it’s not good! "

Zhao Huan's voice became louder and louder, and finally roared out.

After yelling the last word, it seemed that all the grievances in his heart had been vented. Zhao Huan cried silently while holding his head. Only his twitching shoulders could show his excitement now.

Zhao Hongming sat beside his son, quietly watching him cry without making a sound.

After a while, seeing that the twitch of Zhao Huan's shoulders began to weaken, Zhao Hongming said: "I also called your mother just now, and it can be heard that she is also in a bad condition. Regarding this matter, no matter what Whoever is right and who is wrong, both of you have been hurt."

"Huanhuan, I know, you have grown up, and you have your own ideas about many things. It is impossible to be the same as when you were a child, and you will obey us. I can understand this.

But, son, that is mother after all!

As men, the two of us should protect the only woman in the family instead of hurting her. "

Zhao Hongming's voice was very soft and slow, and every word he said went over in his mind, for fear that he might accidentally say something wrong.

"Mom, the reason why she is so strict with time may have something to do with her occupation. Think about it, if her students don't follow the time, what will happen to her class?"

Although Zhao Hongming knew in his heart that the biggest problem with today's incident was his wife, but he still tried his best to excuse her.

In terms of educating children, if Zhao Hongming and Zhao Huan were on the side at this time, it would make it even more impossible for Zhao Huan to listen to Qin Yali in the future.

So he could only choose to stand in the middle and appease both ends.

Non-stop and muddy.

"I'll pay attention to this problem in the future, but you also let her control her temper. I'm not her student, so why are you attacking me all day long?"

Zhao Huan's words were full of resentment, presumably he had endured Qin Yali's attitude for a long time, and finally used this incident to express his heart.

"Okay, okay, big boy, crying all day, not looking good, I'll cook, you call your mother and let her go home for dinner."

Zhao Hongming agreed wholeheartedly, then hugged his son and said with a smile.

"Ah."

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Huan agreed to his father's request.

Seeing that the sinister look on his son's face had faded, Zhao Hongming stopped looking at him and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for tonight.

Zhao Huan picked up his father's cell phone and started making calls.

"What are you doing? Don't bother me. I've stayed outside enough, so I'll go home." After the call was connected, Zhao Huan heard his mother's irritable voice.

"Mom, it's me. Dad told you to go home and have dinner."

Zhao Huan said something softly, then quickly hung up the phone.

"Ah? Oh!"

"Dudududu!"

In the dessert shop, Qin Yali, who was struggling with desserts, answered the phone in a startled manner.

"Don't eat, take the rest, I'm going back."

She wiped her mouth with a piece of paper, and said to Wang Ya.

"Are you okay?" Wang Ya looked at her good girlfriend with some worry.

Obviously, when she just came here, Qin Yali's mood was terrible just from the expression.

Why did she just answer the phone, and instantly turned into a cheerful look?
Whose phone is so powerful.

"It's something. I'm full." Qin Yali stopped, turned around, and frowned while clutching her stomach.

"Get out!" Wang Ya was finally sure that Qin Yali had no problem, so she couldn't help but cursed with a smile.

After watching Qin Yali walk out of the store, Wang Ya took out her phone and called Du Xiaoling.

"Xiaoling, what's going on?" She purposely controlled her tone, and didn't get angry as soon as she came up.

Who knows, Du Xiaoling over there yelled: "Wang Ya, you tell that surnamed Qin, this matter, I will never end with her, just wait!"

"Xiaoling, what are you talking about? I've read all the WeChat messages you sent to Yali. It's obviously because you are wrong. Why do you still have this attitude?"

Listening to Du Xiaoling's cursing, no matter how good-tempered Wang Ya was, she was still furious.

"Yes, I was wrong first, but Wang Ya, you didn't hear that when the surname Qin scolded me, he said that there was a lot of stinky money, and that I didn't plan to give money in the first place. Bah, my mother will feel sorry for this 2000 yuan? My old lady gave it to her, look at her poor appearance, and she still looks superior, who will show it to her!"

Du Xiaoling spoke unforgivingly and said a lot.

A look of reluctance.

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

"What is this?" Wang Ya angrily put down the phone, picked up the dessert on the table and stuffed it into her mouth.

When Qin Yali returned home, Zhao Hongming's dinner was already ready.

Two dishes and one soup, although simple, but it makes people look appetizing.

Soy three silk:
Shred potatoes, carrots, and lettuce.

Boil the water, blanch the three silks in boiling water and remove. (Blanching time depends on each person's taste, soft and crunchy)
Add appropriate amount of salt, chicken essence (or oil consumption), vinegar, chili noodles (chili oil), mix well, and sprinkle some parsley.

If you like to eat soy sauce, you can burn some sesame oil and pour it in after putting it on a plate.

Sweet and sour short ribs:

Slice ginger and garlic, cut the ribs into small pieces, put the ribs into the water, boil them, remove them, and wash them in water.

Heat the oil in a pan, add rock sugar, stir-fry until the sugar color is formed, add the ribs and stir-fry, then add ginger and garlic, and continue to stir-fry until both sides of the ribs are golden.

Add an appropriate amount of water, bring to a boil over high heat, then turn to low heat and simmer slowly.

After the ribs are soft and rotten, turn the heat to high and add light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, and vinegar, and start to collect the juice.

Sprinkle some white sesame seeds after serving on a plate, and a sweet and sour short rib with good color, flavor and taste is ready.

There is also a light green vegetable.

Add water to the pot and bring to a boil, add the vegetables, without any oil and salt, and cook until cooked.

The key is to have a bowl of hot pepper paste dipped in water. This combination can not only taste the sweetness of vegetables, but also have the spicy taste of peppers, which can be said to complement each other.

"I'm back, it's just right, wash your hands and eat." Zhao Hongming, who just walked out of the kitchen, said hastily when he saw his wife enter the house.

"Huanhuan, I'm out for dinner, and my mother is back."

Zhao Hongming turned his head and shouted to Zhao Huan's bedroom.

He bit the words "Mom is back" very hard.

It was less than a minute after Zhao Hongming's voice fell, and Zhao Huan came out of the room.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yali, who was already sitting at the dinner table, couldn't help raising her brows.

"Come, come, eat!" Zhao Hongming greeted repeatedly.

Zhao Huan held the rice bowl in his hands and didn't make a sound, just burying his head in the rice.

Under the table, Zhao Hongming touched his wife with his foot and gestured with his eyes.

"Eat some ribs, don't you like it the most?" Qin Yali rolled her eyes at her husband, hesitated for a while, and put a piece of ribs into Zhao Huan's rice-filled bowl.

"Thank you, Mom." Zhao Huan paused while eating, and didn't look up, just said in a muffled voice.

"Eat fast, eat fast!"

Hearing his son's words, Zhao Hongming chuckled, and put a spare rib into his wife's bowl.

Qin Yali, who was originally tense, melted the iceberg when Zhao Huan said the word "mother", and regained her softness.

But when she saw the ribs her husband put in her bowl, she couldn't help but put on a sad face.

When I was in the dessert shop, I really ate too much, how could I still eat it!
(End of this chapter)