"Your mother is drinking again today," Luling said.
"I'm sorry, please take care of me." Cheng Zhongyuan nodded.
He put the supermarket shopping bag on the floor and pushed open the bedroom door. He saw his mother sleeping soundly on the bed, her blonde hair spread out in a mess, and the floor was full of wine cans.
Cheng Zhongyuan patiently picked up the wine can on the ground, turned it out another mop, mopped the floor carefully, then opened the window to ventilate, and then covered his mother with a quilt.
Finally, I closed the door.
In the living room, Aunt Luling was watching TV with her sister, chattering and knocking melon seeds.
Both my aunt and mother were blonde, while Cheng Zhongyuan and his sister Cheng Ling had dark black hair. This color was inherited from their father.
And their father hasn't come back for a long time because he was on a business trip in another place recently.
Since I had a memory, my father rarely went home to visit his mother and aunt, and basically maintained it 1-2 times a month.
Perhaps to make up for it, the gifts brought by the people who come home are very expensive, and some are said to be tributes from the court, and it is difficult for non-famous officials to get them.
Cheng Zhongyuan guessed that his mother and aunt were probably not his father's wife, but were kept in the side room outside by his father.
If the father has a wife, he will naturally not be able to come back frequently, otherwise the wife will be jealous.
Sister Cheng Ling said confidently that when she was a child, she saw her father and wife standing downstairs. It is said that the wife is eight feet tall, with a waist circumference, and has a green face and fangs, which is very strong. Her father stood beside her like a chicken.
He was as cute as a boy, and could only force his face to smile and pretend to be kind.
Cheng Zhongyuan guessed that his sister was talking nonsense, so he did not expose her.
He knew that his sister had some resentment towards his father, and these resentments came from his aunt's usual complaints, but Cheng Zhongyuan himself did not resent his father.
I remember one day, my father rushed home in the early morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year. The family reunited for two hours and left at three o'clock.
Before leaving, he stuffed a bank card to Cheng Zhongyuan and said seriously:
"Zhongyuan, my father is not able to be with you yet. During the next period, you must take good care of your mother, sister and your aunt. This is the task assigned to you by your father. Can you do it?"
"I will take good care of them." Cheng Zhongyuan also said seriously, "Father, I promise you in the name of man."
"Okay." The father smiled with relief.
The next day, Cheng Zhongyuan used his bank card to withdraw money, and then his eyes were dazzled by a long list of numbers inside.
In any case, from that day on, the money originally handed over to Cheng Zhongyuan was officially transferred to deal with by the money he had originally handed over to Cheng Zhongyuan.
The money was given to my mother, and my mother would only go to buy wine and drink. My aunt even quarreled with her several times about this.
Now it has been changed to Cheng Zhongyuan's custody, and everyone except his mother is very satisfied.
Cheng Zhongyuan returned to the kitchen and began to prepare today's dinner.
He took out the ingredients from the plastic bag, skillfully turned it into a knife, quickly sliced, washed, and then put it on the pot.
As for where this knife was transformed, he actually couldn't explain it clearly.
Both his mother and he have the ability to "create something out of nothing" and can create various substances out of thin air.
Kitchen knives, iron pots, mops, rags... As long as he knows the material and structure of his or her home, he can "create" it with his or her consciousness.
My mother is even more powerful in this regard, and she can even create delicious food and drinks. Even if she eats it, she will not have anything to do. This also led to Cheng Zhongyuan's plan to quit drinking repeatedly, despite having mastered the financial power of the family, and his plan to quit drinking has failed repeatedly.
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Soon, as the chicken pieces in the pot began to refill the juice, the fragrance became more and more overflowing.
"What's the burning thing?" A lazy voice sounded from behind. Cheng Zhongyuan was about to speak when Nan Kang hugged him from behind.
"Mom."
"What's wrong?"
"You are very heavy." Cheng Zhongyuan said helplessly.
"Oh." Nan Kang let go of his son and took out a pair of chopsticks from the void.
"Mother can't eat it secretly." Cheng Zhongyuan tried to stop it, but his mother relied on her height advantage and reached out from above where he couldn't reach, grabbed the chicken nuggets and put them in her mouth.
"Is there less soy sauce?" she said chewing.
"The meat has not been marinated, so it will take longer to taste." Cheng Zhongyuan said helplessly, "Of course it's not delicious now."
"What's not delicious?" Cheng Ling crawled out from the side, "Let me try it?"
"It's not going well yet." Cheng Zhongyuan sighed, "Don't eat it all before the dishes are ready..."
Before he finished speaking, the door opened sounded outside.
Wait, my aunt is also at home, so who came in from outside?
"Father!" Cheng Ling took the lead in rushing out of the kitchen and cheered and threw himself into his father's arms.
Cheng Jinyang picked up his daughter and sniffed her nose with a smile:
“Cooking supper?”
"Yes." Nankang opened the refrigerator door and said, "I came just right, I'll have a drink with me."
"Do you still know to come back?" Lu Ling put his waist on his waist and whispered, as if he didn't plan to let him go. "Do you know that during the two months when you were away, my sister has been drinking to drown her sorrows?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Nan Kang interrupted his sister's nagging, "This month, I just drank a little more because the new brand of beer was launched."
"Please check your wife's bill record, thank you." Luling said bluntly.
"I won't say it anymore. It's my fault that I haven't come back for so long." Cheng Jinyang moved the table and pulled the chairs with everyone, "Stay the night at home tonight!"
"Okay, okay!" Cheng Ling took the lead and the two sisters in Nankang and Luling also smiled.
Cheng Zhongyuan then served the dishes on the table, and Nankang opened beer for everyone, and even his son and daughter were not spared, and they were filled with them.
Luling hurriedly protected his daughter: "Sister, she is too young to drink that much."
"I was a rich man in the wine at her age." Nan Kang said disdainfully.
"Do you think your lifestyle is healthy?" Luling shouted with his eyes wide open.
Cheng Jinyang was watching interestingly, recalling the princess sister who looked like a charming and powerful lady when she first met her. Why did she become more and more young daughter after she married her for so many years?
No, I used to be so angry because I had to be too responsibilities.
Now that the princess has removed her responsibilities and has a partner to rely on (yes, it's me), she naturally chose a more comfortable lying posture.
"Why let my father drink for me!" Seeing that my mother and my aunt were arguing, Cheng Ling's eyes turned and suddenly shouted.
"Yes, yes, let your brother Jinyang come and drink it." Nan Kang leaned on him charmingly, took a sip of wine, and acted to feed him.
"Don't, the child is still watching!" Cheng Jinyang was embarrassed, but Nan Kang bullied himself in front of him, hooked his arm around his neck, and crossed his mouth to mouth.
"Mom, don't lose to aunt!" Cheng Ling quickly poured wine for his mother.
"Who are you standing on?" Luling twisted her face with laughter and cry.