While in the car, Zhao Tingxing took the initiative to make arrangements: "From now on, you don't have to worry about taking Han Zhaoyi to school in the morning. I'll pick him up after school. In the evening, when you're done, call me and I'll take him there; on weekends, I can always take him there."
He, if you have time, I will listen to your arrangements."
Han Li sat silently in the back row, which was considered acquiescence. As a father, it was natural for him to pick up his children every day and take care of them for a few hours.
"If you don't say anything, I'll assume you agree." Zhao Tingxing decided domineeringly.
After Han Zhaoyi recovered from his injury, he went to school normally, and Han Li's life finally got back on track. Outside of work, she enrolled in a part-time postgraduate program, which is a Sino-foreign cooperative education jointly run by a well-known foreign architecture school and domestic Morizhou University.
, there are schools in Morizhou and Beijing, and her academic qualifications are highly valuable, but she pays more attention to the teaching of foreign architecture schools, which allows her to learn the latest world concepts more systematically.
With Han Zhaoyi, working and studying, I am so busy every day, my life is more fulfilling than ever, and the days are fleeting.
But she regretted not objecting to Zhao Tingxing's arrangement when they were in the car that day, because taking advantage of the time to send Han Zhaoyi back every night, the two of them would inevitably meet every day.
Especially when Han Zhaoyi came back every day, he would drag Zhao Tingxing into the house and even ask him to stay for dinner. One day, Han Li couldn't resist Han Zhaoyi's enthusiasm, so he had to find an excuse: "Mom didn't cook today."
Han Zhaoyi didn't take it seriously: "Let Zhao Tingxing do it, he cooks delicious food."
When these words came out, not to mention Han Li's smile, even Zhao Tingxing was stunned. He was a rough man. He used to eat box lunches at the construction site, but later he was served three meals a day. How could he cook?
But his son had created opportunities for him, and he couldn't live up to it, so he bit the bullet and said, "Okay, I'll do it."
Just squeeze in and go to the kitchen.
"Why don't you come in and help?" he shouted to Han Li.
Han Li didn't hear anything and was playing outside with Han Zhaoyi.
It can't be said that Zhao Tingxing doesn't know how to cook at all. After all, he comes from a poor family, but the cooking is a little rough. When he was busy and took the dishes out of the kitchen, the doorbell just rang, and Han Li stepped on his slippers.
I opened the door and came back with a box of takeaway in my hand.
Zhao Tingxing's fried vegetables were placed on the dining table, and Han Li's takeaway order was also placed on the dining table.
Han Zhaoyi stood in the middle, looking around with his dark eyes. One part was pitch black, and the other part was bright and shiny. He was in a dilemma.
Zhao Tingxing put the vegetables that he had cooked very well into Han Zhaoyi's bowl: "Didn't you say that my cooking is delicious? Eat more."
Han Zhaoyi held the spoon and couldn't move his hands, so he just sat down next to his mother and ate the takeaway she ordered.
Just a traitor.
The takeout Han Li ordered was enough for her and Han Zhaoyi to eat. Such a small portion was not enough for Zhao Tingxing to fill his teeth. He was too embarrassed to grab it, so he could only eat what he fried.
Give yourself a leg up: "The color may not look good, but it's salty and mild, and at least it's healthier than takeout."
"Do you want to try it?" he asked Han Li again.
Han Li thought he was air.
After two bites, it was a little hard to swallow. He suddenly put down his chopsticks, and when Han Li and Han Zhao were not prepared, he took away the takeaway in front of them. It was like I didn't eat well, and you don't want to eat well either.
Han Li brought it up in one breath and wanted to get angry, but he controlled it again: "Are you done eating? You can leave after eating."
You can get out.
Zhao Tingxing asked, "Please go out for a nice meal."