She screwed up her little face, then leaned against the kitchen door and listened carefully.
That's right, it's the sound of chopping vegetables!
When she opened the kitchen door, she was startled by what she saw in the room: there were fish, lobsters, crabs... and other rare things in plastic pots of various sizes.
Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes and asked: "Dad, the Chinese New Year is still half a year away. Are you okay?"
Dad replied without raising his head: "It's a big happy event, of course it has to be grand!"
At this time, my mother opened the door and came in, rushed directly to the kitchen, put down the plastic bag in her hand and said: "The frozen fresh abalone is here, it is expensive, and all the money in my card has been wiped out."
Even [Abalone] was about to be served. Xiaoxiao couldn't hold it any longer and asked loudly: "What happened? Do you want to celebrate like this?"
Mom found a plastic basin, put the abalone in it and added water to melt it: "Your dad won the first prize! A house worth 3.8 million yuan! Do you want to celebrate?"
"Ah? Won a house worth 3.8 million yuan? How is it possible?" Xiaoxiao was stunned and couldn't believe her ears.
"How is it impossible? Their company took over a real estate project a few months ago. Recently, the investor offered a house as the first prize, and everyone who participated in that real estate project had a chance to win. As a result, your father is a piece of shit.
Lucky to win!"
"Really? Then you must have a good celebration. Why do you do it at home and go out and give it a good rub!"
"Daughter, I think so too, but your dad is a good family man and thinks it is more affordable to do it yourself."
My father, who was busy frying shrimps, added: "Your father and I are top-notch cooks, and those star-rated restaurants are not as good as my cooking."
"That's it." After saying that, Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand to sneak into the steamed duck liver on the plate.
With a "pop-" sound, my mother slapped Xiaoxiao's hand away like lightning and said, "Smelly girl, have you washed your hands at home?"
"Wash it!" Xiaoxiao said nonsense.
Mom lowered her head, smelled it, and said, "It doesn't smell like soap. That's a lie."
"Really? Mom, are you sure you don't have a cold today?" Xiaoxiao said shamelessly.
"Stinky girl!" My mother gave me a fierce push, smiled, and said, "If you want to fool your mother, go back and practice for 3,000 years before you come back."
Xiaoxiao snorted coldly and said: "Huh... I know you have just come out of Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace, with sharp eyes and golden eyes. I will go and come back after washing."