Lone Wolf immediately understood when he saw it. He was embarrassed to say that he couldn't cook meat dishes in front of Coco, so he took the opportunity to run out to check the strategy. His mission was to cover up Fang Zheng's misfortune, so a lone wolf began to run up and down the corridor, as if someone was chasing him. From time to time, he barked twice and jumped twice. Seeing this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but mutter: If this dog doesn't act, China will get so many golden awards...
Fang Zheng has a very good memory, but his talent in cooking has never been very good. Especially when facing this meat dish, he still has a kind of resistance deep in his heart. The thought of a monk preparing meat dishes made him feel uncomfortable. If you resist like this, your learning speed will be even slower...
Finally, the lone wolf crawled over tiredly, sticking out his tongue, and shouted: "Master, are you still not feeling well? I'm starving to death..."
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes at him and said, "Okay, let's go back and cook."
As soon as he heard what had happened, the lone wolf immediately stood up energetically, swung his tail, and followed Fang Zheng back. It turns out that everything just now was just an act...
After opening the door and entering the house, Fang Zheng was immediately stunned! I just felt the aroma of meat coming to my nose, and the sound of stir-frying could be heard in the kitchen. The sizzling sound seemed to carry a smell, and Fang Zheng felt hungry after hearing it.
"Who's cooking?" Fang Zheng asked subconsciously. Coco's mother definitely can't cook. How can she cook if she can't see clearly? Could it be cocoa? Fang Zheng immediately dismissed the idea. Keke was too small and was not as high as the stove. How could he cook? Could it be that someone came in while he wasn't paying attention
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng and Lone Wolf quickly ran into the kitchen. As soon as they entered the door, Fang Zheng and Lone Wolf were stunned!
I saw Coco stepping on a stool, standing on it, grabbing a shovel with both hands and stir-frying in the pot. There were chili peppers and meat in the pot, and Fang Zheng moved his index finger as he smelled the meat. Lone Wolf even drooled, and then rolled his eyes at Fang Zheng, as if to say: "You scumbag!"
Fang Zheng raised his hand and slapped him.
Hearing some movement behind him, Fang Ke turned around and looked over. He saw Fang Zheng and Lone Wolf standing at the door. He wiped the sweat from his face and said with a smile, "Dad, please wait a little longer. The food will be ready soon."
With this smile, Fang Zheng seemed to see the world light up... He didn't know what forced a child who didn't have a stove to learn how to cook, but he knew that the child in front of him was a respectable and cute little Bodhisattva. .
Fang Zheng came to Fang Ke and gently hugged her down. Under Ke Ke's puzzled eyes, he said gently: "It's too dangerous to stand so high. Can you teach dad how to cook?"
Fang Zheng stir-fried the vegetables with one hand and gently rubbed Coco's little head with the other. Coco looked up at Fang Zheng and subconsciously squinted her eyes. She only felt that this big hand was so warm, and her heart felt warm. Of... I thought to myself: Is this how dad feels? very nice.
Fang Zheng also felt sour in his heart. Although the dishes in the pot were meat dishes, he did not feel guilty at all. On the contrary, he had a deeper understanding of the precepts. The precepts are not dead. They are for the mind rather than the body. Formal precepts are just shackles. Precepts that come from the heart are freedom.
Coco was too short, and he couldn't see what was going on in the pot when he was giving directions. Seeing this, Fang Zheng had no choice but to pick her up and start cooking with one hand. It would be a bit troublesome for anyone else, but for Fang Zheng, a monk with extraordinary strength, it is naturally easy to catch. Fang Zheng finished the dishes, and the lone wolf was responsible for taking them away and putting them on the table in the living room.
Turn on the pressure cooker, simmer the chicken in a pot of clear soup, and stir-fry two plates of green vegetables.
When all the dishes were placed on the table, Coco sat on the stool, opened her mouth, and shouted happily: "Wow!!! So much meat! Such fat chicken! So fragrant... I haven't eaten it in a long time." It... smells so good, mom, come out quickly, there is something delicious today!"
While talking, Coco jumped off the stool and trotted into the back room. Fang Zheng also laughed when he saw this, and at the same time slapped the lone wolf aside who came up to smell him.
Fang Zheng followed Ke Ke into the back room. Ke Ke was happily standing by the bed, gesturing at how big the chicken was and how fragrant it tasted. Zhang Huixin was leaning on the bedside, smiling. Although she couldn't see it, she could feel Keke's happiness. It was said that mother and daughter were connected, so maybe Keke's every move was clearly reflected in her heart.
Seeing the smiles of the mother and daughter, Fang Zheng's heart warmed up, and he smiled and said: "Amitabha, the two donors, you can start dinner."
Hearing this, Zhang Huixin was stunned for a moment, and then said bitterly: "Abbot Fangzheng, you can eat first..."
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "Donor, this is the first family meal, and we can't leave it without you."
"But mom's legs." Coco was also a little worried.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Your mother's legs are not a problem, Jingfa."
Lone Wolf was stunned, what did he ask him to do
Fang Zheng felt a little helpless when he saw the uncooperative look in his eyes. He had no choice but to go get the chair he borrowed from Grandma Zhang's house and said, "Donor, there is a chair here. Sit on it and the poor monk will carry you." past."
Zhang Huixin said in shock: "Chair? Are you lifting me?"
"Yes." Fang Zheng said.
"This...can I go out like this?" Zhang Huixin asked with some excitement.
Fang Zheng said: "Yes."
Zhang Huixin burst into tears when she heard this. People who have not lost mobility will never understand the despair and anguish of being trapped in a house, unable to move. Although it is just from the bedroom to the living room, the joy is no less than that of a child from the mountains going abroad!
Ever since she became paralyzed, Zhang Huixin knew that it would be difficult for her to leave this bed. After all, Coco was too young. It is already very difficult to help her with eating, drinking, and diarrhea. It is impossible to take her out.
Zhang Huixin herself has been recovering poorly due to poor nutrition. She doesn't have much strength, and it is difficult to climb out. What's more, climbing out will only increase the burden on Coco and cause trouble. She was already in complete despair, but now she suddenly heard that she could go out, and her joy turned directly into tears.
Coco climbed onto the bed obediently, wiped Zhang Huixin's tears like a little adult, and said, "Mom, don't cry."
With Fang Zheng's help, Zhang Huixin easily sat on the chair. Fang Zheng lifted the chair with a little force of his hands and came to the living room.
Zhang Huixin could feel the body temperature of the man behind her and smell the scent of sandalwood on him, even though she knew that the man behind her was a monk. But Zhang Huixin still thought of her husband. It would be great if he was still here...
(End of chapter)