Han Qi's mother is Zheng Hongmei. She is a very traditional Chinese woman with a weak personality and cares about her family.
Therefore, she has no say in many matters. Han Qi's father does not argue with her about small matters at home and lets her arrange them. However, any major issues, such as Han Qi's arrangements after graduation, are based on Han Qi's father's decision.
allow.
But none of them expected that Han Qi would be so strong this time, taking his luggage and leaving immediately. 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 the video of her son riding a bicycle in such a dangerous place, Zheng Hongmei worried that it was broken. Her impression of bicycles was not very good. The main reason was that Han Qi rode too wildly when he was a child, and even a bicycle without brakes dared to go down a slope.
Open down.
However, she didn't believe what her sister said that Han Qi's monthly income as an uploader could reach 40,000 to 50,000 yuan.
Can you make tens of thousands of yuan a month just by riding a bicycle outside and taking pictures of the scenery?
When did money become so easy to make?
However, after watching several videos sent by Han Qi, she also discovered 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 voice could be so beautiful.
Today he is still guarding the store with his colleagues.
This is a chain supermarket with two shifts, morning and evening. People who work in the morning work from 8 am to 6 pm, and those who work in the evening shift work from 6 o'clock to early morning that night. She is on the morning shift today and will start working in another hour. going to finish get off work.
She was still thinking about what to cook when she went home tonight.
After all, Han Qi's father doesn't know how to cook. After work, he will definitely sit in the living room and watch TV, waiting for me to go back and cook... Oh, my life is so miserable.
After working hard all her life, Zheng Hongmei still hopes that one day she can relax a little bit. Now she has to go to work every day. She works in a supermarket 365 days a year without a day off. When she comes home every day, she still has to cook, wash clothes and do housework.
The phone rang. Zheng Hongmei took it and said, "Who is it?"
"It's me, Hongmei, what are you cooking at home today?"
Zheng Hongmei recognized her voice and it was her neighbor on the same floor... To be honest, Zheng Hongmei didn't like this neighbor. She would knock on the door and borrow something, sometimes it was salt, sometimes it was soy sauce, onions, ginger, garlic, etc.
, when I see some fruit on the table, I will pack some and leave.
However, there is an old saying in China that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and sometimes two families can really help each other, so the superficial relationship between Zheng Hongmei and her was handled well.
"Cooking something delicious? No? Why do you ask?"
"I can smell the aroma, and there's still smoke coming from the kitchen."
fragrance?
Zheng Hongmei checked the time. It was half past four. Han Fugui was still at work at this time and had not come back.
There is smoke. Is there something short-circuited in the kitchen?
Oops!
Zheng Hongmei felt a chill all over her body, cold sweat instantly covered her back, and her face turned pale.
Fire is no joke.
She quickly told her colleagues to run home. She originally chose this supermarket because it was very close to her home and could be reached in three to five minutes on foot. However, she ran so fast that it took her less than two minutes to reach the supermarket below the community.
PARKING LOT.
No smoke, okay, okay.
Panting, I climbed up to the third floor. The door next door was open, and I could clearly hear the quarrel between the two neighbors.
After opening the door, Zheng Hongmei really smelled a fragrance. This fragrance was only emitted when cooking. It had nothing to do with the fire she imagined... But who was cooking? If the factory
No one will be allowed to leave work early unless there are special circumstances.
Even if he gets off work early, Han Fugui will not cook at home.
Is Xiaoqi back?
Listening to the sound of cooking, Zheng Hongmei suddenly felt excited... Is it really my son who is back?
Since Han Qi was born, Han Qi has never left her side. She only lived on campus when she was in junior college, but she can also go home every weekend, and even walk for half an hour every afternoon.
, can also walk back from school.
Will Han Qi not get used to being so far away from home suddenly? Will he be cheated or bullied on the road?
Zheng Hongmei had been worried for almost two months. She often dreamed that her son was back, listening to his father's instructions and returning to work in the factory, and that the family was in harmony again.
Not caring about changing her shoes, she carefully walked to the kitchen and saw the figure she had longed for.
I feel taller and thinner.
In fact, Han Qi has not lost weight at all, and even gained a few pounds due to the increase in muscles, but his hair style and face have really changed a lot. Han Qi is more handsome now than when he left, with three-dimensional facial features, clear body lines, and even
The hairstyle is also carefully taken care of.
Han Qi felt someone behind him and turned around with a spoon.
My mother stood at the door of the kitchen, holding on to the door frame with one hand, looking at herself blankly, with tears in her eyes.
"mom."
Not to mention Zheng Hongmei, even Han Qi was not used to seeing each other for such a long time. I had thought before that there would be some shocking scene when I met my family, but I didn't expect that now my mood is only about meeting again after a long absence.
happy.
So Han Qi smiled heartily.
Zheng Hongmei also laughed, wiped away her tears and said, "You kid, you didn't even say a word to me when you came back."
"I told you, there are no surprises. By the way, Mom, some of the dishes I ate were particularly delicious. I learned how to cook two of them for you." Han Qi pointed to the two dishes on the stove and said, and
One is a stew, which is simmering in the soup pot.
But Zheng Hongmei was not in the mood to watch the food at this time, so she quickly took her son to the living room balcony.
"Oh, Mom, I'm cooking."
"What kind of food do you want to cook? Mom can cook it. Come here and let me see it."
She took a closer look at her son on the balcony. She did feel that he had lost weight, but the flesh on his arms was obviously much stronger.
This didn't make her happy. She just thought about how much suffering her son had suffered during this period. Even his face had changed... She was also a little surprised that other people's faces became more and more ugly in their twenties, but her son actually became more and more ugly.
The better it looks.
Patting Han Qi's arm, Zheng Hongmei said, "Sit and play for a while, and mom will prepare something delicious for you."
How could Han Qi sit down? There were still bamboo shoots stewed in his pot. He actually learned this dish from a master in the Bamboo Sea. Han Qi valued this dish far more than the steamed dish he learned from others online.
Stir-fried grouper and bamboo shoots.
He quickly followed his mother to the kitchen and saw her mother opening the lid of the soup pot without using a towel.
"What did you do?"
“Pickled and fresh.”
Zheng Hongmei looked at the color of the ribs and soup and felt that the color was already good. She nodded slightly... Her silly son can cook such a dish. It seems that it will be much easier to find a daughter-in-law in the future.
