hello fireman

Chapter 117 Papa Mi's Good Recipe
An old-fashioned [-] bicycle with an old basket on the front. In the basket is Papa Mi’s black bag, which contains a lunch box and a book.

Mi Guo's black eyes seemed to have been washed with water. She clenched her palms tightly, held her breath, and walked towards Papa Mi step by step.

It was a bit difficult to get into the car, so Papa Mi helped her sit on it, and took her hand, holding the seat tightly.

"Sit down."

After Papa Mi gave instructions, he pushed the bicycle neatly and walked along the main road towards his building.

As he walked, he talked about interesting things about Migo when he was a child.

Mi Guo felt very uncomfortable, because the old neighbors gathered at the door of the house, after seeing their father and daughter, stopped talking and stared at them with an unbelievable expression.

Mi Guo secretly tugged at Papa Mi's clothes, and reminded him in a very low voice: "We're home, Papa."

She thought Papa Mi just wanted to give her a ride on a whim.

Unexpectedly, Papa Mi's voice became louder, and the speed of implementation also doubled.

"Guoguo, raise your head! Our old Mi's family can sit upright, and we are not afraid of other people's gossip! No one is born, old, sick, and dead, and who can bypass your career. You have done great things that you can't do at your age. It's amazing, Guoguo! Daddy is proud of you!"

"Anyone who bullies our Guoguo will have trouble with my old Mi. Although I have no skills, but for our Guoguo, my old life is here!"

Papa Mi's voice was loud and full of energy, which not only stunned a group of gossiping aunts, but also attracted the attention of the residents upstairs.

Papa Mi didn't think it was a pest, so he got on his bicycle and took Migo around the nearby buildings for a few big circles. He greeted everyone and praised his fruit. After a few laps, there was no suspense Yes, he and Miguo became the headline news at the neighbors' dinner table.

Everyone knows that Lao Mi's protection of the calf has gone sour.

But after dinner, the most heated discussion was about Miguo's occupation and the character of the child Miguo.

Due to the particularity of the industry, the funeral industry has never been accepted by the older generation, but the younger generation is very open-minded.They believe that a career is the foundation of their lives.There is no distinction between high and low labor, and there should be no distinction between high and low industries.It would be a big mistake to say that the funeral profession is disdainful because it deals with the dead.

They popularized science with the elderly at home. As the aging of the Chinese people intensifies, more and more people will pass away in the next few years, ten years or decades.It is the funeral service staff's contribution to let the deceased "die" with dignity.The juniors gave an example to the old people. Now people all over the world are paying attention to hospice care and funeral culture.A listed company engaged in the funeral industry in Taiwan has been on the Forbes list of the top 200 small and medium-sized listed companies in Asia.And they didn't just name an ordinary XX funeral company, but called the company XX Renben.People-oriented, people-oriented, everyone as a capitalized person, whether a leader or an ordinary employee, is a person with independent personality, and has the dignity and rights to be a human being.The same goes for the dead.This company is very strict when recruiting new employees. They not only require the appearance and education background of employees, but even recruit pallbearers, and give priority to some young people with overseas education background.

Therefore, the concepts of their older generation are too outdated.

Deep-rooted old ideas and old habits cannot be easily changed by children and grandchildren. After all, the particularity of the industry subjectively gives people a sense of rejection.But none of these will hinder the neighbors' impression of Migo.

In these buildings, all the old, middle-aged and young people, including the underage children, all agreed that Guoguo is good, nothing to say!
The old people had a good impression of her because this cute little girl would always help them.For example, pick up a dish along the way, move a bench, help them up the stairs, etc. These small things that my own children and grandchildren can't do, but Guoguo can do them very thoughtfully and very well.

The middle-aged and young people have a good impression of Mijia Guoguo because the little girl has a good personality and greets everyone with a smile. Moreover, Miguo is different from those girls of the same age who are flamboyant and charming. She always dresses very cutely, very Normal, never wearing makeup, walking and walking make people feel very comfortable.

Children like Mijia Guoguo, and the reason is even simpler.

"Sister Guoguo always has countless delicious food in her backpack!"

Miguo is everyone's pistachio, and she is a good baby in the eyes of the neighbors. Although her job is indeed a bit like that, are they too strict and discriminating against Guoguo?

Compared with the reflections and discussions at other dinner tables, Mi's dining table seemed too quiet.

Mama Mi was very annoyed by Papa Mi's behavior of parading Migo around the street just now, she locked herself in the bedroom and ignored the two psychopaths at home.

In her opinion, the father and daughter outside are crazy.

One is obsessed with plastic surgery for the dead, and the other is dedicated to maintaining it, for fear that others will not know that her family has produced a strange product!

Neuropathy!
The father and daughter finished their meal in silence. Mi Guo wanted to clean up the dishes, but was held down by Mi's father, "Go and rest, I've been tired all day. Dad is here."

Mi Guo stood up and looked at Papa Mi with red eyes, "Then remember to ask mom to eat."

Papa Mi watched his daughter enter the room dejectedly, then packed the dishes and chopsticks and took them to the kitchen to wash. Halfway through the wash, his arms felt sore and numb. He hurriedly supported the bottom of the bowl so that it would not drop.

"Oh! I'm really old. After pedaling for a while, my old arms and legs won't work anymore." Papa Mi sighed, beating his back.

However, when he recalled the scene where Migo threw himself into his arms and was so moved that he could only cry, he felt that all the suffering for his daughter and the family was worth it.

After washing and wiping the sink, he poured a glass of warm water and opened the closed bedroom door with the key.

It was dark inside, and only the outlines of the furniture could be seen.

He called Cao Xiuyun, but the answer was heavy and rapid breathing.

Papa Mi turned on the lamp, put the water on the bedside table, and sat by the bed.

He pushed his wife who was lying on his back, "Hey, it's almost enough, you really plan to draw a line with Guoguo."

Mama Mi shrank her shoulders and shook off his hand forcefully, "Go away, don't bother me!"

Papa Mi smiled wryly and sat on the side, "Go away."

Seeing that Mama Mi was silent, he sighed and persuaded: "I know you feel uncomfortable. Guoguo made a mistake. She lied to you and made you ashamed in front of the neighbors. It's only natural for you to be angry with her. But You, calm down, have you ever thought that you are also at fault?"

"What's wrong with me! I'm wrong. I shouldn't have given birth to her in the first place!" Mama Mi stretched her neck and took the words away.

"Cao Xiuyun!!" Papa Mi's voice suddenly became louder, and his tone became extremely serious.

Mama Mi was shocked by this obviously reproachful roar, she murmured, and then turned around and lay down again.

"Cao Xiuyun, why did your heart become so cruel? You forgot how many sacrifices you made for Guoguo back then? I still remember that when you aborted our second child, you cried and said to me , you have to treat Guoguo well and love her for the rest of your life, because you have to add guilt and love for the little life you lost. Cao Xiuyun, you feel your conscience and say, has Guoguo let you down in these years, has he ever treated us? Unfilial? And back then, if you hadn’t been envious of some career and encouraged Guoguo to learn funeral art, how could she have come to where she is today. Everything has a cause and effect. If Guoguo hadn’t learned funeral art, she might Up to now, she is still living according to our plan, and she is living a tasteless life. Guoguo has a peaceful temperament and is used to relying on our will. In the past twenty years, she has seldom really liked something, and she has been brave once. It can be seen how determined she has made this time."

"Us adults, when it comes to children's affairs, we tend to act arbitrarily. In addition to accusing and interfering, can't we put ourselves in the children's shoes? Think about why she insisted on choosing the profession of a plastic surgeon. Think about why she is unhappy working in a matchmaking company. Not everything is as beautiful as it is depicted in the book. Guoguo is our daughter, yes, but she is first of all a thoughtful and independent person. She has her hobbies, her fundamentals of being a human being, and her bottom line that she cannot touch. When she grows up, she will be able to distinguish between beauty and ugliness, good and evil, and will have her life ideals and career plans. If we still treat her as a child I wish I could make decisions for her and live for her all the time, is this appropriate?"

"Xiuyun, these days, the child is suffering just like you. Do you see that Guoguo has had a good meal? Every time she eats, she bites her chopsticks and stares at the bedroom door. Every time you leave the dinner table, you will tell me to advise you to eat more. The child has not changed, she is still the kind-hearted Guoguo we are familiar with. She also loves us deeply, even if we have misunderstood her and hurt her like that, she You are still full of guilt and love for us. Xiuyun, even if you don’t admit it, I know that you regret it. These days, you haven’t had a good night’s sleep. Every night, when Guoguo fell asleep, you secretly I went to see her, right? Also, the dishes you cook are nominally to nourish my body, but in fact, they are all Guoguo's favorite food, right?"

Mother Mi didn't say a word at first, but when she heard her husband's questioning, she suddenly shrugged her shoulders, pulled the pillow cover over her face and began to cry.

Papa Mi sighed, but he was also relieved. After all, all the misunderstandings and prejudices, crying out, will be fine.

(End of this chapter)