After Mr. Kang cheated on the little parrot brother, he thought of another thing--
"Does Mom really have time on Friday? If you really don't have time, you don't have to come, I don't mind." He really doesn't mind if there is one less person to see him make a fool of himself.
During this time, the violent mother is very busy, almost only free at night.
Mr. Kang thought to himself that it would be fine if the other party couldn't go. After all, it was a cultural performance for children, and there was a huge gap between the performance of the mother's.
Well, he actually thinks that the less people see the better, after all, he is still using this body.
"Mom has been busy recently, but she said that she would not miss the baby's performance. I posted a circle of friends today, and your grandparents said that they may not be able to come and watch in those two days."
Mr. Kang: "..." Although he didn't say it clearly, the mentality of seeing the liveliness after a hard time is obvious.
Mr. Kang sighed, forget it, anyway, I will go back to my body in the future, and I will talk about it later.
"Baby, knead slowly." Yue Qin taught his son to knead the glutinous rice flour, ready to make a hemp ball.
It's a bit early in the afternoon. Xia Sheng called back today and said that there was still time in the afternoon, so he might not be able to come back until late.
The two children are a little hungry. The younger son can eat some dried fruit first, but the older son has to eat.
Yueqin wanted to be a dumpling that his son didn't seem to have eaten before.
"Have you ever eaten this kind of fried hemp balls before?"
The child shook his head.
"Then what do you usually eat for breakfast?"
Mr. Kang thought for a while, but didn't say anything. He usually eats Western food for breakfast. To be precise, his three meals are basically Western food.
Because he was used to Western food when he was a child, Western food has a characteristic that it is almost always served for one person, unlike Chinese food, which requires several people to eat together.
The point of Chinese food seems to be sharing, and he could feel that since he was a child.
But he didn't say this, because it seemed like a miserable sale.
Mr. Kang slowly kneaded the glutinous rice flour, and under the guidance of his father, kneaded it into a whole ball.
He is very interested in all the delicacies his father makes. He just heard from his father that this little ball wrapped in sesame seeds will expand into a hollow ball under the action of deep frying, and the outside will be crispy and crispy. A layer of shell with a hollow inside and a flowy heart of taro.
Yue Qin used a shovel to roll the hemp mass that started to expand. The air in the kitchen was full of fragrance, and the eyes of the children next to him were straight.
Children have always liked to eat crispy and crispy rice cakes.
Yue Qin strung two cooked hemp balls with a chopstick and put them on kitchen paper to drain the oil.
The child next to him kept asking, "Can I eat it?"
Yueqin said: "Wait for it to cool down a bit, it's too hot now."
Yueqin took out the remaining hemp balls one by one with a slotted spoon, and the children's hemp balls could also be eaten.
Yue Qin squinted his eyes as he watched his son eating, and only asked at this time—
"Have you ever thought about asking me to help you contact the adults in the family?"
Mr. Kang's mouth was full of scorched incense, and he was satisfied when he heard this, but this hemp ball is really delicious, and other things in the world don't seem to be that important.
No wonder all little kids love fried food!
Because it's really delicious!
Mr. Kang replied, "No adults in my family care about me."
This is true. The adults in his family are probably all hoping that he will not come back to life or die. It is best to stay in a coma forever.
Yue Qin knew that the other party's parents had passed away, but a five- or six-year-old child could not live on his own. He must have a guardian. He tried to ask several times before, but was blocked by the child. This time, the child was eating Fried food, the vigilance is very low, if you don't ask at this time, when will you wait
"What about your guardian?"
"After my parents died, my second uncle was the guardian." Mr. Kang replied seriously, "But they have children themselves, so I can't go and rob others of their parents."
Yue Qin frowned, how could a child know this theory? Someone must have told him.
No wonder he has always been very sensitive, and repeatedly stressed that although he has no parents, he will not rob other people's parents. .
Kang always felt that a lot of things seemed to really just happened yesterday.
He also lived in the second uncle's house for a while, after all, the other party was his guardian.
His cousin was two years older than him, and he often cried and made trouble——
"Why should I let him? If he dies, his parents are amazing, and I didn't kill his parents!"
"This is my house, I won't let him in!"
Yueqin found that the child took a bite of the hemp ball and said, "But it doesn't matter, I'm very rich."
He has money and a house, why should he go to someone else's house to get angry
My cousin cried and quarreled and rejected his parents to have another child. The little President Kang ran away from home and wanted to go back to his own home. He didn't have any money, no house, no housekeeper or cook, so why should he be angry
Yueqin felt a little distressed for the child, and gave the child an extra hemp ball.
Xia Sheng didn't get home until eight o'clock—
"Husband, big baby, little baby—" Xia Sheng was in a good mood when she got home.
Mr. Kang was in the kitchen watching his father show off his knife skills. When his mother came back, he saw the big father put down the knife and went out.
President Kang: "..." Another bowl of dog food.
"Why are you so happy today?" Yue Qin kissed his wife's forehead and helped her put her bag on the shelf next to her.
"I could have come back on time this afternoon, but as a result, Miss Tan has something to do and asked me to be her escort-friend for the time being."
While washing the leaves, Mr. Kang thought, the violent mother wanted to talk about bodyguards, she definitely wanted to talk about bodyguards.
Violent Mom is really someone who thinks she has a secret.
In fact, she has no secrets in this family.
"Then, I overheard something in the hospital, which made me so happy."
Xia Sheng whispered to her husband—
"Do you still remember the boss of your previous company?"
"I heard from Miss Tan that he has only the housekeeper by his side to look after him."
President Kang's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the big dad.
The big dad just said, "Where's his family?"
"His parents died when he was a child, and his company is now in the hands of his second uncle. According to Miss Tan, his second uncle may make him lose the company at any time."
Every time the violent mother said a word, Mr. Kang's heart jumped along with it.
Both parents died-
There is a housekeeper-
And another uncle-
Why were you so greedy just now, wanting to eat those two hemp balls, and even telling the big dad about your past
Big dad, don't think about it, don't think about it.
"Baby?"
The big father was about to say something when he found that the child beside him was covered in sweat and his face was pale.
"I'm fine." Mr. Kang also found out what he was like when he was frightened.
Xia Sheng hurriedly picked up his son: "Is there any discomfort?"
"No." President Kang said heartily, you should stop talking about what happened just now and it will be fine.