Han Qi's mother is Zheng Hongmei. She is a very traditional Chinese woman with a weak personality and caring about her family very much.

So she has no say in many things. Han Qi's father doesn't argue with her for the family's trivial matters and lets her arrange them. However, any major matters, such as Han Qi's arrangements after graduation, are subject to Han Qi's father's decision.

But they didn't expect Han Qi to be so strong this time, and he left with his luggage. This made Han Qi's father smoke several times more cigarettes every day, and Zheng Hongmei also quietly wiped her tears several times.

Some time ago, my sister recommended a video to me.

Seeing his son riding a bicycle in such a dangerous place in the video, Zheng Hongmei was worried that it would be broken. She had a bad impression of the bicycle. The main reason was that Han Qi was too wild when he was a child, and the bicycle without brakes dared to drive down the slope.

However, she didn't believe what my sister said, Han Qi could earn 40,000 or 50,000 yuan a month.

Can you make tens of thousands of dollars in a month by riding a bicycle outside and taking pictures of the scenery?

When did money make so easy?

However, after watching several videos posted by Han Qi, she also found that she didn't know her son at all. She had never even heard her son sing, and she had no idea that her son's singing would be so good.

Today he is still guarding the store with his colleagues in the store.

This is a chain supermarket, divided into two shifts in the morning and evening. People who work in the morning are from 8 am to 6 pm, and the evening shift is from 6 pm to early morning that night. She is on the morning shift today and will get off work in another hour.

She was still wondering what to cook for her tonight.

After all, Han Qi's father can't cook, so when he gets off work, he will definitely sit in the living room and watch TV, waiting for me to go back to cook... Alas, my life is so hard.

After working hard all his life, Zheng Hongmei still hopes that one day she will be more relaxed. Now she has to go to work every day, and she can rest for 365 days a year without a day of rest. Every day when she goes home, she also has to cook, wash clothes, and do housework.

The phone rang, Zheng Hongmei took it and said, "Who?"

"It's me, Hongmei, what delicious food are you cooking at home today?"

Zheng Hongmei heard her voice, she was her neighbor on the same floor... To be honest, Zheng Hongmei didn't like this neighbor, so she would come to knock on the door to borrow things at any time. Sometimes it was salt, sometimes it was soy sauce, onions, ginger, garlic, etc. When she saw fruits on the table, she would pack some and leave.

However, there is an old Chinese saying that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and sometimes the two families can really help each other, so the superficial relationship between Zheng Hongmei and her is handled well.

"Make something delicious? No? Why do you ask that?"

"I smelled the fragrance, and the kitchen was still smoking."

fragrance?

Zheng Hongmei looked at the time. It was at 4:30 that Han Fugui was still at work and had not come back.

There is smoke, is there something in the kitchen short circuit?

Oh no!

Zheng Hongmei felt a chill all over her body, and cold sweat instantly covered her back, and her face turned pale.

Fire is not a joke on you.

She quickly told her colleague that she ran home. She chose this supermarket because it was very close to home and could be reached in three or five minutes, but after running wildly, she only took less than two minutes to arrive at the parking lot below the community.

No smoking, it's okay.

I gasped and climbed up to the third floor, and the door next door was open, so I could clearly hear the sound of the couple quarreling between the neighbors.

After opening the door, Zheng Hongmei really smelled a scent. This scent was only emitting when cooking, and it had nothing to do with the fire he imagined... But who is the cook? If the factory does not have special circumstances, it will not cause people to get off work early.

Even if he gets off work early, Han Fugui won’t cook at home.

Is Xiaoqi back?

Listening to the sound of cooking, Zheng Hongmei suddenly felt a little excited... Is it really my son back?

Since Han Qi was born, Han Qi has never left her side. She only lives in college. However, she can go home every weekend, and even if she is willing to walk for half an hour every afternoon, she can come back from the school.

Will Han Qi be so discomfortably away from home suddenly? Will he be deceived and bullied on the road?

Zheng Hongmei was worried for almost two months and often dreamed of her son coming back in her dreams. She listened to his father's words and returned to work in the factory, and the family looked harmonious.

She didn't bother to change her shoes, so she walked to the kitchen carefully and saw her figure Xin Xinniannian.

I feel taller and thinner.

In fact, Han Qi has not lost weight at all, and even his weight has grown a few pounds due to his muscle growth, but his hairstyle and face have changed a lot. Now Han Qi is more handsome than when he left, with three-dimensional facial features, bright body lines, and even his hairstyle is carefully taken care of.

Han Qi felt someone behind him and turned around with a spoon.

Mom stood at the kitchen door, holding the door frame with one hand, staring at herself blankly, with tears in her eyes.

"mom."

I haven't met for such a long time, let alone Zheng Hongmei, even Han Qi is not used to it. I had thought about the shocking scenes that would happen when I met my family, but I didn't expect that now I am just happy to meet again after a long time.

So Han Qi smiled very happily.

Zheng Hongmei also laughed, wiped her tears and said, "You kid, don't even say anything to me when you come back."

"Isn't there any surprises after saying that? By the way, mom, I have eaten a few dishes that are very delicious. I learned to make two dishes for you." Han Qi said, pointing to the two dishes on the stove, and another dish was stew, which is now being cooked in the soup pot.

But Zheng Hongmei was not in the mood to watch food at this time, so she hurriedly pulled her son to the balcony of the living room.

"Oh, mom, I'm cooking."

"What kind of dishes do you cook? Mom can cook them. Come and let me see."

After looking at her son carefully on the balcony, she did feel that she had lost weight, but the flesh on her arms was obviously much stronger.

This didn't make her happy, just thinking about how much hardship her son suffered during this period, and even his face changed... She was a little strange. Others' faces became more and more ugly when they were in their twenties, and their son became more and more beautiful.

After patting Han Qi's arm, Zheng Hongmei said, "You sit and play for a while, mom will make delicious food for you."

How could Han Qi sit there? He was still stewed bamboo shoots in the pot. This dish was learned by him in the bamboo sea. Han Qi paid far more attention to this dish than the steamed grouper and fried pork with bamboo shoots that he learned online with others.

He quickly followed his mother to the kitchen and saw that he opened the lid of the soup pot without using a towel.

“What are you doing?”

“Pickled and fresh.”
Chapter completed!