Yuan Qingling shook his head, "No, I can only drink at the age of 18."
The steamed bun was a little disappointed, and put down the cup, "Okay, I will listen to my mother."
Yu Wenhao was happy today and touched Yuan Qingling with his elbow, "Give him a sip, say it's not big, but it's not too small. It doesn't matter if you have a sip at home, just go out without drinking."
Tangyuan and Nuomi looked at Yuan Qingling, and waited for her to nod.
Seeing that they all wanted to have a drink with Dad, Yuan Qingling thought about being so happy tonight, so let’s make an exception. She personally filled the dim sum glasses, a small glass with a faint smell of wine, but made the children laugh immediately. stand up.
The three of them stood up, raised their cups to Yu Wenhao, and said in unison: "Daddy, we respect you!"
Yu Wenhao looked at three of the same faces. The youthfulness was not faded, but the appearance of trying to grow up gave him a feeling of excitement and relief. He picked up the wine glass and touched the children with them, and said, "Come on. , Our father and son have a drink!"
What a wonderful feeling, the little baby who was still in his arms how long ago is standing in front of him and clinking with him for a drink.
Perhaps after being sent to modern times, father and son rarely stay together, and there is always an illusion that the child suddenly grows up.
The candlelight was shining, according to the joyful faces of the children, the fifth child held Yuan Qingling's hand on the bottom of the table and smiled at each other.
The children tried hard to serve them dishes, the bowls were piled high, and the coke pulled back Yuan Qingling's hand, "Mom eats, dad eats, can't hold small hands."
Yuan Qingling smiled and said, "Okay, eat, everyone!"
She moved a part of the dishes in the bowl to the fifth child, "I can't eat so much, you can help me eat some."
Old Five: "Then you eat well, but give me what you don't like."
He put down the bowl, peeled the shrimp for Lao Yuan, dipped garlic and put it in her bowl, "You said recently that the stomach is not very comfortable, just eat a few. The seafood is too cold and wet. After eating seafood, you have to drink half a bowl. Ginger soup."
"You are a doctor now? My stomach has nothing to do. I ate in Suwang's Mansion a while ago. After two light meals, I was fine."
"That won't work, the stomach is not good, you have to pay attention to all diseases, you still have to pay attention, bag, and bring your mother a bowl of soup."
"Oh," Baozi got up, scooped a bowl of soup and delivered it to Yuan Qingling, "Mom, drink it while it's hot, it won't be good for a while."
"Okay!" Yuan Qingling picked up the spoon and drank slowly. This is Yumong Soup, which is very delicious. She said in surprise: "This soup has no fishy smell. The chef's craftsmanship is getting better and better."
"The soup is made by father himself." Zelan raised her head, smiling like a bright sun, "I also help, mother, am I good?"
"You did it?" Yuan Qingling was surprised, looking at Yu Wenhao with warm eyes, "When did you learn this dish?"
"I learned it with Guar. The chef made fish soup before. You said it was fishy, but I still want to drink it. I studied it with Guar. I added a little pepper to the fish soup to eliminate the fishy taste and retain the umami taste. , Do you like to drink?"
He leaned over and took a sip, slurped twice as if he had an endless aftertaste, with a smile on his face, "It's so delicious, I have the talent to be a cook, and I can't be an emperor in the future, so I will be a cook."
Yuan Qingling smiled and said: "You should be your emperor, even if you are a cook, that is my exclusive cook."
"Exclusive?" Yu Wenhao hesitated and glanced at Zelan.
Yuan Qingling didn't see it, hearing the hesitation in his words, she couldn't help raising her head and asking, "Huh? Can't it?"
Yu Wenhao smiled with a guilty conscience, "It's not that I can't say no, but I promised someone else first and only be her exclusive cook. I have to talk and count."
"Who?" Yuan Qingling asked, and immediately thought of it, looked at Zelan, smiled and shook his head, "Okay, you have been with your daughter, and we have been with six of us!"
Zelan quickly said: "No, daddy, you should be your mother's exclusive cook, I'll be your exclusive cook, okay?"
"Okay, okay, that's great." Yu Wenhao was even happier, and reached out and rubbed his daughter's forehead, "It's still a good girl!"
"Father, aren't we afraid that we say you are partial?" Qixi looked at him baffledly.
"Eccentric? Nothing." Yu Wenhao put a chicken leg into his bowl, "Come on, this chicken leg will be rewarded to Xiao Qi."
"We want too!" The other four sons all stretched out their bowls and looked at Yu Wenhao.
"There are only two chicken legs, one for Xiao Qi, then this one..."
"Daddy, I want too!" Zelan also stretched out the bowl.
"Uh… "
Yuan Qingling also stretched out the bowl, "I want too!"
Yu Wenhao held the chicken legs and looked at the six bowls in front of them, and they finally put them in Yuan Qingling's bowl, "Daughter-in-law, eat it!"
After finishing talking, he quickly picked up a piece of chicken for the children, and wiped his forehead with his hand. "Tomorrow, I will ask the kitchen to kill a few chickens, one for each drumstick."
Everyone looked at each other and laughed. It's hard for a good dad to do. It's impossible to level a bowl of water.
The steamed bun said with a smile: "Daddy, we are not jealous, so we are teasing you. There are two women at home, our mother and sister. We who are men must take care of them, protect them, and give them delicious food. Right?"
"Yes!" The children nodded heavily.
The eldest brother speaks, how dare the younger brothers say something wrong? And what my brother said was their voice.
"We also need to protect our father, father is the weakest in our family..." Qixi said vaguely while eating chicken legs.
Everyone hurriedly brought food to Qixi, and the steamed bun said: "Eat, don't say so much, eat hard, can't the chicken legs stop your mouth?"
Qixi knew that he had made a mistake, lowered his head and gnawed his drumsticks fiercely, not daring to speak anymore.
Yu Wenhao looked at Yuan Qingling blankly, "Protect me? Am I the weakest?"
Yuan Qingling smiled and said: "The child said that he wanted to protect his parents because of filial piety, not that you really need protection."
"Oh!" Yu Wenhao looked at the children who were eating hard, took a few mouthfuls by himself, then looked at Yuan Qingling, and asked with a low voice, "Do you still have your medicine?"
"What medicine?"
Yu Wenhao said in a low voice, "It's the medicine that will be smart with injections. Would you like to give me a shot secretly?"
Yuan Qing Ling laughed and laughed, "Don't think about it, you are so smart, you don't need injections, besides, I said that the medicine will not be used again, and there will be no more."
Yu Wenhao gave a cry, and then glanced at the children. The children all bowed their heads to eat, pretending not to hear, Baozi kicked Qixi underneath, and laughed hesitantly. He didn't mean it.
Yu Wenhao had some serious thoughts until the end of the meal.
After the leftovers were withdrawn, the couple went into the house to pack red envelopes, and he asked Yuan Qingling, "Did you privately say that I am the stupidest? The most useless?"
"No one thinks so," Yuan Qingling put down the golden melon seeds in his hand, stretched out his hand to embrace his neck, and said seriously: "Actually, you are the most amazing in our family."
"I used to think so too, but compared to you, I don't understand what you know, and I always feel that it is different from you." Yu Wenhao said depressed, looking up and seeing Yuan Qingling's expression a bit strange, I couldn't help thinking of it. She didn't want to mention it from the bottom of her heart, and hurriedly said, "I just said it casually, and I didn't mean anything else. I really don't want to get an injection."