Mr. Kang didn't dare to tell his brother, just say something, that's a child's talent.
In fact, he is no longer a child, and he does not have that natural feeling.
But in the early morning of the next day, he was still like the other children in the kindergarten, and went to tell his father--
"Dad, Daddy, there are several birds flying outside."
It was so nutritious, Mr. Kang felt embarrassed when he said it himself.
The big dad picked him up: "Count how many in total?"
The child counted carefully: "Four."
"Baby is awesome!"
After the child heard it, he didn't feel any better, but he was still awkward, probably because he was really not a child, he and the big dad knew it.
This kind of pretending to be stupid is just for the big dad to cooperate with him. In fact, it is superficial and does not make people happy.
When Mr. Kang arrived at the school, he continued to observe how the other children spoke.
There are two types of children in the school, one is more silent, you can see them playing with toys, walking slowly, and eating slowly.
There is also a kind of child who is more lively, bluffing, running from here to there, running back from there, and keeps following the teachers and classmates about what happened to them——
"I've got an extra tooth here. My mom said it was a vampire tooth."
Or secretly nibbling on the mushroom lamps in the school, it looks so naive...
But it's really cute.
But these things are cute if they are done by a child, and if they are done by a teenager or an adult, they are mentally retarded!
Even if his parents are very cooperative, he still has a kind of——
"My son has been mentally handicapped for many years, but his parents still never give up."
But this mentally retarded behavior is still to be done, otherwise the parrot will worry about him.
President Kang sighed, couldn't there be a less childish way of getting along with teenagers or a little bit older
After school in the afternoon, the big dad came to pick up the little one today with a big bag.
The little parrot flew on the shoulders of the big dad, and Mr. Kang walked up to his dad: "Dad, what are we going to eat tonight? Are we going to buy groceries now?"
The big dad said, "Mom will go grocery shopping today, and Dad will take you to inherit a skill from our family."
"Isn't our family's skill in cooking and cooking?" Mr. Kang couldn't help asking.
Because I had a video chat with my grandparents last time, and when I chatted with my grandfather, he said that he was going to cook.
Mr. Kang thought it was an ancestral cooking skill. After all, when my father cooked a lot of dishes, he would say, this is a secret sauce, this is a secret method.
"Cooking is also counted," said the big dad. "But there is one more. You should have started learning when you were about 5 years old, but now it is almost the same."
President Kang suddenly became excited: "What? What?"
He didn't know much about this kind of inheritance, and he didn't have much contact with him before, but he felt that the family craftsmanship must be very cool!
Even if the family craft is to play suona, he thinks it's fine.
As soon as the child came home, he saw that there was a large tank taller than him in the kitchen at home, and there was a small tank next to it, which probably reached his knees.
The child breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily it wasn't a suona.
"Your grandma was the daughter of the village chief's family at that time, and your grandfather was an orphan in the village. He was able to marry your grandma because he knew how to make wine. At that time, your grandfather used corn to make wine. The corn was cheap and the corn was used up. You can still feed the pigs, but when the conditions get better, we will have the opportunity to settle down in the city."
The little parrot pretended to follow behind, as if listening intently.
In fact, the story of grandma and grandpa, when he was young, his ears were calloused. After all, he could not speak when he was a child, so after grandpa said it once, grandma would say it again, after grandma said it again, dad would say it again, grandma Sometimes to say.
But at that time he was just a bird that couldn't speak, and they said he could only listen.
The younger brother has never heard of it at one time, let him listen to it slowly, the little parrot slipped away secretly.
"Grandpa said that everyone in our family can not know the rest, but they must be able to make wine. This is our family heritage."
Mr. Kang remembered the rice wine that was always available at home. It seemed that the rice wine was made by Dad.
"This big tank has Dad's name on it, and this small tank belongs to the baby. The baby's name is written on it, the more healthy. The baby will learn with Dad."
The child touched the small tank, it belonged to him, he couldn't help but touched the name, Yue Kang...
He couldn't help but read it like this from right to left... Kang Yue.
"Our winemaking is more complicated and takes a long time, but mastering a technique is a very good thing."
The child looked at this big vat and then looked at this small vat, and a very special feeling filled his heart.
A brand new feeling, he didn't know what this feeling should be, but felt a little excited in his heart.
It's like a person who has traveled a long way, he doesn't know where he came from, he doesn't know where he's going, he just keeps walking, everyone else in this world can stop, but he has nowhere to go Can stop.
Suddenly, he had a place too.
The big dad squatted down and said, "This is our family skill, everyone must learn it."
Children don't know how to find a common language with their parents, but he knows.
The child immediately rolled up his sleeves: "I'll definitely learn it right away."
Yue Qin took a small black apron from the side, tied it to his son, took two more sleeves, put down the other's raised sleeves, and put on the sleeves.
After all, it's getting colder now.
The child looked at the small black apron on his body, and then at the black apron on his father's body.
Although the style of painting is very strange, there is a strange sense of father and son.
Next, the child worked very hard, washed rice seriously, and the father and son chatted naturally—
"Dad, how old did you start learning?"
"Dad should have started making wine with grandpa when he was three or four years old."
"Your grandfather has a very good vision. Originally we were in the village, and only one of us could do it. Eight stores in ten villages would come to buy wine, but grandpa said that if we go on like this in the village, we will be able to see the head at a glance. Children are not developing well."
"So Dad moved from the village to the city when he was only two years old."
"Grandpa is amazing!" Mr. Kang couldn't help but said, in his mind he imagined that his father was like a child.
"I didn't get used to it when I first arrived in the city, but your grandfather's brewing skills allowed him to slowly take root in the city."
The father and son soaked a large bucket of glutinous rice for a day.
At this point they can wash their tank and drain.
When Yue Qin was washing, he saw that the child couldn't help hugging his small tank, and slowly wiped it with serious eyes, as if it was some kind of baby.
Children really need a home.
The big dad made a rough calculation in his heart. After teaching brewing, he taught how to make secret sauce and spicy cabbage.
These are all common topics. In fact, the common topics of parents and children are nothing more than children sharing life, sharing troubles, and parents teaching what they have learned in this world.
Their children are a little awkward, and they are embarrassed to share their life and troubles.
As a father, he may only have a short-term relationship between father and son, and he also wants to give this child something.