Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 1030 Light Bulbs

The next morning, Yue Qingqing woke up and smelled a familiar fragrance.

The farther a person travels, the more he will miss the taste of home.

The aroma of food, the smell of washing powder used by my mother, and even the smell of solid wood from old furniture.

Like the accent, these tastes may not be unique, but they always make people feel relaxed.

The corners of the mouth could not help but rise.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

Yue Qingqing stretched her waist, went to the kitchen and acted like a baby while holding Zhang Ying's arm from behind.

Zhang Ying scratched the tip of her nose.

"It's ready soon, little greedy cat, go and wash your hands."

Yue Jiandong strolled over in his pajamas, and snorted sourly as he watched.

"Such a big girl, she'll act like a baby when she comes back, isn't she ashamed?"

Yue Qingqing wasn't shy at all, "No matter how old you are, you're still my mother's daughter."

"Your father thinks that you are not acting like a baby with him."

Yue Qingqing understood in seconds, and immediately went over courteously, took the cup from Yue Jiandong's hand, and took a cup of warm water.

"Father is sober today, is your throat thirsty?"

Only then did Yue Jiandong regain his mental balance, and felt that it was indeed his father's little padded jacket, and there was no air leakage.

"I'm really thirsty. What Jiang Jingze brought yesterday wasn't a fake bar. Why is it so powerful? My head hurts a little now. I knew that the weasel gave the chicken New Year's greetings, and it didn't have any good intentions."

Zhang Ying raised her eyebrows and turned off the fire.

The millet porridge in the pot returned to calm from gurgling boiling, exuding a sticky aroma.

Zhang Ying took out the half bottle of wine left yesterday and looked at the packaging.

There has always been a shopping mall at home, and I still have some experience in identifying true and false things.

"Impossible, Xiao Jiang is not short of thoughtfulness, how could he buy a fake one."

This bottle of wine is the traditional national wine of Huaguo, and the bottles Jiang Jingze brought were all vintage.

The palate is long and mellow, with a strong bouquet.

It stands to reason that it will not be too overhead, and it is unlikely to have a top-heavy hangover after waking up the next day.

Yue Jiandong was also used to drinking, so he found it strange.

However, the situation of being drunk may be different every time, so he didn't delve into it.

Come over and help, chop up the small preserved eggs and put them in the cooked porridge to simmer.

Zhang Ying seemed unintentional while serving the rice.

"By the way, what happened yesterday? I knew you were going home and waiting for your daughter to call you over."

"Oh, there is a small problem with Lao Pu's account. Before I went, I thought it was an urgent matter. Afterwards, it turned out to be a dealer's accounting problem."

"It's recorded on the computer, but Lao Pu hasn't recorded it yet. You know his character, he always likes to stick to details. Isn't his daughter coming to our company now? I guess he wants to set a good example. "

While Yue Jiandong was talking, the three of them brought their meals to the restaurant together, and Yue Qingqing went to get the chopsticks.

"Father, then you passed away drunk yesterday, no one made a joke."

Yue Jiandong was a little embarrassed, "There is no way, there must be someone who makes up his mind, luckily it's not a big deal."

"I just dozed off accidentally yesterday. Fortunately, I looked up at my watch and it took only a few minutes. Anyway, everyone's expressions are quite normal."

"Didn't most drunk people just fall asleep? Did someone call you?"

"No, suddenly there was a sudden pain in my right shoulder, which woke me up. I was wondering if I had bumped it somewhere before. When I took a shower yesterday, I saw that it was neither red nor blue. I don't know what happened."

Zhang Ying asked with concern: "Why don't we go to the hospital today?"

Yue Jiandong said carelessly, "No need, I can't go to the hospital for such a small thing at this age, and didn't I say it? Let's have a good rest at home before the New Year's Eve. What hospital should I go to?"

Zhang Ying listened, and the smile in her eyes deepened.

"That's right. I'll finish the company's work tomorrow, and I'll stay with my daughter at home."

Yue Jiandong smiled happily, "That's right, I thought we'd go on a self-driving tour around the area, without Qingqing, just the two of us."

Yue Qingqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, did her father think she was a light bulb?

(End of this chapter)