Before I knew it, it was already around five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was almost time to prepare dinner.
Xia Zhi consciously walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Although there were not many ingredients, there were enough ingredients for his own use. It was probably no problem to make a dinner. Today is the best time for his parents to test their ability to survive.
Good timing! If it succeeds, they, especially their mother, probably won’t have to contact them once and tell them that they want to send them some money to buy delicious food - the food they cook is much more delicious.
Xia Zhi aroused his interest and confidence, holding a spatula in his hand, like a knight preparing to go to the battlefield. However, before that, Xia Zhi came to the side of his sister again. Although he could not do anything
Many, but if you don't ask your sister for her opinion, even if you know how to cook a Manchu-Han banquet, you will still be sentenced to death.
"Xiaomeng, what do you want to eat?" Xia Zhi asked. If she had directly read the line of announcing the name of the dish, Xia Zhi felt that it would not be too late to kill herself with a shovel in advance.
Fortunately, my sister didn't have such a bad taste. She raised her head slightly and thought for a while: "I don't want eggs, anything else is optional."
It’s a very sexual and very troublesome answer. I originally wanted to show off my omelet skills that I learned in Japan, but it seems I have to leave it at that. But then the things I can do become very limited, so make do with it.
Just forget it.
Xia Zhi returned to the kitchen with the spatula and continued her work. In this familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar space, Xia Zhi concentrated on doing her own thing. Food with a simple process but decent taste appeared one after another.
On the dining table were the foods that Xia Zhi often cooked for himself when he was in Japan.
Although he can only do these things, Xia Zhi is still very skilled in using his strengths and avoiding weaknesses, such as using the shock of a grand opening to cover up the fact that he lacks stamina. Originally, food is just to satisfy
People only need things for their physiological needs. Whether they taste good or not depends on the added value that craftsmen make the food produce. So-called food, as long as it is edible, not too hard to swallow, and does not kill people, then there is no problem!
The chef's soul burning in Xia Zhi's heart is extinguishing. Anyway, if it doesn't work out by then, just ask for help from a friend surnamed Shiraishi who is currently on the other side of the sea preparing to celebrate the New Year. Many friends, many paths, it is true
The truth is correct.
Try to use all your tricks and moves as safely as possible. This is the surest way to achieve success.
Xia Zhi, who was busy in the kitchen, did not notice that the door in front of the entrance was rotating outward. A middle-aged woman wearing a red down jacket walked in from the world outside the door, carrying bags and plastic bags in her hands.
There must be food in it. He lowered his head in confusion and looked at a pair of shoes that suddenly appeared at the door that he had no impression of.
Was her home robbed? This was the first feeling that came to her mind. It took her a while to realize what she was doing. She took out her phone and took a look. Well, today is already December 25th, and it was her daughter who spent the night.
It took several seconds to calculate in my head the time when my idiot son would come back.
Then it's okay, my baby daughter is safe. Mother breathed a sigh of relief, and then returned to the same relaxed expression as before. After taking off her shoes, she walked in. As expected, she saw her baby reading a book on the sofa as usual.
My daughter, by the way, there is also a brightly lit kitchen that is different from usual.
The fact that he returned home seemed to disturb his daughter. He showed her a smile and said that she didn't need to worry about him. Then he put the bag on one end of the sofa and walked to the glass door of the kitchen. He folded his hands and looked at the busy people inside.
Someone who is living with you.
Watching his skillful movements in the kitchen, he smiled unconsciously. Suddenly, he had a wonderful feeling that the child had grown up, until the other party noticed the changes in the space outside the kitchen and turned his head.
, and when she greeted her arrival with an attitude of being startled and almost losing her grip on the pot in her hand, she realized with a dark face that the feeling just now was really just an illusion.
Xia Zhi plated the last dish he was preparing and put it on the table, turned off the gas and the noisy range hood, and then came over with a flattering expression on his face and opened the kitchen door: "Dear Ms. Xu
, are you back?"
"What, don't you want me to come back?"
"No way! How could such a thing happen! You must be overthinking it. Come on, you can go to the living room to rest for a while. Dinner will be ready soon." The show of being as respectful as possible made my mother
He couldn't help but smile, and while smiling, Xia Zhi pushed him back to the living room.
Originally, she had the idea of taking over the dinner work halfway, but seeing that Xia Zhi was almost done, she had no intention of joining in. Firstly, there was no need, and secondly, since Xia Zhi wanted to show off her abilities,
As a reasonable mother, of course she would not stop him.
However, Mr. Xia Tian, who is the only bastard in the family and the third in the family status rankings, does not have such understanding. When his mother came home a few minutes later, he pushed the door in and looked at the extra pair of shoes on the ground.
He spoke without hesitation: "Honey, are there guests at home?"
Xia Zhi almost spit out a mouthful of blood in the kitchen. The old man didn't remember that today was the day he came back. But Xia Zhi is not a grudge-bearing person. Although he didn't remember what day today was, Xia Zhi also
He would not fail to give him the gift he brought back from Japan. Well, absolutely not. Xia Zhi swore on the reputation of being able to say that he was not afraid of the cold.
There was no need for his mother to answer. Xia Zhi answered his father's doubts by himself: "Dad, it's me who's back."
Mr. Xia Zhi seemed to be surprised when he heard the sound. He didn't say anything for a few seconds, and then a cheerful laughter came from the entrance, and the kitchen got closer and closer. Then Xia Zhi saw his not-so-reliable father.
He was leaning against the door with his hands folded: "Of course I knew it was you who came, I was just joking with you. After all, you have been away from home for so long."
Xia Zhi rolled his eyes. These words might be useful to coax a child, but Xia Zhi is already a mature child and has learned how to recognize crude lies.
"Why are you in the kitchen? Didn't you just come back? Where is your mother?" Although Mr. Xia Tian's tone was quite dissatisfied with the local emperor at home, he would definitely have a different look if he went to meet the saint.
, Xia Zhi is already used to it.
"It's in the living room. Go change your clothes and get ready for dinner."
Xia Zhi waved his hand and continued to wash the pot. If you don't wash it first, the oil stains will condense when you wash it later, and it will become more difficult to wash. This is what Xia Zhi realized when he lived alone.
Life skills, but you can also pour some hot water and detergent directly into it after use, and it will be much easier to wash it after eating.
"Oh, you are worthy of having returned from studying abroad. Your movements are so cool." Faced with his father's false compliments, Xia Zhi could only smile in return.
After washing the pot and putting the food, bowls and chopsticks on the table, Xia Zhi called the three elders of the family to come over for dinner.
The dining table is rectangular, with his father sitting on the nominal "head of the family" seat, and his sister sitting next to her mother opposite Xia Zhi. It's a familiar scene again, except that when he was away, he would probably be sitting where he is now.
My sister will make up for it. After all, the dining table also needs to be cleaned. If there are fewer parts used, there will be less places to worry about cleaning.
Xia Zhi was waiting for the trial with a bowl and chopsticks in his hand. His father observed the whole table of food with interest. His mother had already begun to combine her own experience, using Xia Zhi's food as materials and her friends' cooking as the goal.
In contrast, only my sister felt like a clear stream, and started eating by herself regardless of the three people who were talking or in a daze.
Although it is quite different from the praise I imagined, I still admit that my ability to live independently has grown, and the most basic goal has been achieved. As for the second goal of showing off... let it go with the wind.
Go ahead.
"Although it seems a bit inappropriate to ask this, but..." Dad swallowed the food he was chewing: "Have you bought your bus ticket and air ticket back?"
Xia Zhi almost crushed the bowl.
But Dad did not lie. This question was indeed inappropriate.
Xia Zhi sighed: "I've already bought it. Let's go back in ten days."
"It feels like an unnecessary long vacation..."
"But someone else is celebrating the New Year, so there's nothing we can do if the date is different."
Yes, it was a perfect divergence. Xia Zhi became heartbroken again and perfectly avoided the Chinese and Japanese New Year. This may be an unavoidable problem for all Chinese high school students who go there. Although they can take leave and go back a few days later, but
My parents are not people who like to do this, and I probably don’t like it very much either.
"No problem." Dad showed a kind smile: "Just finish all the work that you should do during the Spring Festival in these ten days."
"Are you a devil?" Xia Zhi complained.
"If it really doesn't work, can you come back and continue high school?"
This is indeed true. The original source of the conflict lies in the fact that the New Year celebrations of China and Japan are not at the same time. In other words, the most essential part is that Xia Zhi’s behavior of studying abroad brought such results. He wanted to eliminate this
The problem is, the best way is not to change China or Japan, that is unrealistic. The only feasible way is probably for Xia Zhi to return to China from Japan and end his study abroad life that has lasted for nearly a year.
But, doesn't that mean...
"Is everything I have done this year meaningless?"
Xia Zhi said to himself in a voice that only he could hear.