Lost Lovers

Chapter 18: Performing Arts (2)

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Tang Miao filled a bowl of rice for Tang Sihuang and Tang Xin, and then filled a bowl for herself. The first chopsticks reached for her favorite eggplant pot. Tang Sihuang first tasted the hot and sour cabbage closest to him, and immediately felt the crispness in the mouth. It is obviously an ordinary cabbage, but it has an unusual sweetness, which is very refreshing.

"Daddy, how are you?" Tang Miao asked.

"Not bad." Tang Sihuang nodded.

Tang Sihuang seldom praised others, and two small dimples appeared on Tang Miao's face immediately, and Tang Sihuang was asked to try some other dishes.

"Tang Miao, brother really admires you." Tang Xin didn't think so at first, but now he couldn't stop his chopsticks, and a pair of chopsticks stretched out for spicy chicken and eggplant pot for a while.

"When did you learn cooking?" Tang Sihuang asked casually.

Tang Miao replied naturally: "I watched my mother make it before, and I learned it on the gourmet website."

Tang Sihuang didn't ask any further questions. After finishing the first bowl of rice, he handed the bowl to Tang Miao naturally. Tang Miao smiled and added a bowl of rice for him.

After dinner, all seven dishes were empty, only some seasoned dried red peppers remained in the spicy chicken.

"It's so supportive." Tang Xin lazily leaned on the back of the chair, rubbing her stomach.

Tang Miao smiled lightly on her face, but she was triumphant in her heart.

Unexpectedly, Tang Sihuang suddenly dropped a sentence.

"Tang Miao, you are responsible for all the lunch and dinner before school starts." After Tang Sihuang finished speaking, Shi Shiran went upstairs.

Tang Miao froze in her seat.

Tang Xin laughed, and went for a walk in the back garden leisurely.

Tang Miao stretched, stood up and went back to her room.

He didn't take what his father Tang Sihuang said to heart at all, he just thought his father was joking. All his interests are in his space. Seeing the space change little by little every day, he feels a sense of satisfaction and pride in his heart. Recently, he still plans to build a chicken coop. As long as the design is reasonable, it is not difficult to dispose of manure. According to his observation, there is only daytime in the space, and there is no rain or snow, so he can raise chickens in the open air.

The "chicken house" is gourd-shaped and is on the left side of the bamboo building. It is better to say that it is a "chicken coop" than an independent space separated by fishing nets. Separate a door at the waist of the gourd, keep the chickens in the left half, and drive all the chickens to the right half when cleaning up the manure. All the chickens take turns living on either side. There are enough chicken coops in each half, and it is not a problem if the chicken lays eggs. It can be said that "lazy people have lazy ways". Usually feed with some millet, corn and vegetable leaves.

"Master, sir's phone number."

Tang Miao was thinking about it when Tang Chun's voice sounded at the door.

Tang Miao suddenly realized that he could hear outside voices in the space! Sure enough, for unknown reasons, the space evolved again. He temporarily put this matter aside, hurried out of the space, and answered the phone with the extension in the room: "Daddy."

"I eat lunch on time at 12:30 noon every day." Tang Sihuang's voice came slowly.