Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 532 Dog Nose

"You help me, are you ashamed to say this? Every time you make dumplings, you end up eating too much!" Zhang Yu said in a bad voice.

Zhao Feng didn't care about the yin and yang in Zhang Yu's words at all, he continued to lick his face and leaned forward, looked at the minced meat that Zhang Yu was stirring and said, "Xiaoyu, you are making dumplings with leek and egg stuffing, I can I’ve been thinking about this for a long time, and I must eat two more today.”

Zhang Yu felt a little headache when he thought about the six egg pancakes he had just eaten. Is this the amount of food that ordinary people should have?

Zhang Yu originally felt that his food intake had increased in the past two years, which was outrageous, but there were traces to follow. After all, he also vaguely noticed that his health was getting better and better because of the increased food intake. It can also be said that , the increased appetite was basically converted into energy with tonic properties, and that energy conditioned his body.

It never occurred to Zhao Feng that he didn't know that his appetite could be increased.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu couldn't help sighing that fortunately he has a golden finger, and he has often brought food home for various reasons in the past two years.

Thinking about it this way, Zhang Yu suddenly felt that his contribution was quite great. Before he could continue to sigh, Zhao Feng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he was sniffing something.

A moment later, when he opened his eyes again, they were frighteningly bright, as if there was some kind of light in them, Zhao Feng grinned and said, "Xiaoyu, did you also mix the bacon and celery stuffing?"

After speaking, he patted his thigh and said with great certainty: "That's right, it's definitely stuffed with bacon and celery."

Hearing this, Zhang Yu sighed a little. My eldest brother dare not say anything else, but his nose is definitely one-on-one, and sometimes it is comparable to a dog's nose.

He made a total of two dumplings today, one meat and one vegetarian.

Of course, this one meat and one vegetable is from Zhang Yu's point of view, after all, eggs are also considered meat dishes in some people's homes.

Although there was fresh pork, he had no reason to take it out, so he could only use bacon instead of fresh meat, and made a stuffing with bacon and celery along with the celery my sister-in-law grew in the flower bed.

Although the stuffing has been mixed for a while, the key point is that because Zhang Yu was afraid of getting dirty, he covered the pot of stuffing with a clean cage cloth and put it in the cabinet as soon as it was mixed.

Moreover, Zhang Yu had kept the windows open, even if the smell had been there for so long, it should have dissipated. Not only that, but the smell of egg pancakes was also filling the room. Under such circumstances, Zhao Feng could smell it, it was unbelievable.

"How on earth did you smell it?" Although Zhang Yu knew that his nose had always been easy to use, and had heard that some people's noses were particularly sensitive, was Zhao Feng's nose really that sharp? Dog nose up.

The more Zhang Yu thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He looked at Zhao Feng suspiciously, wondering if he had just opened a cabinet secretly when he was not paying attention.

Facing Zhang Yu's suspicion, Zhao Feng was a little aggrieved: "Of course I smelled it, don't believe me, I also smelled that my father definitely took a bath with mother's soap yesterday..."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Wenzhuo, who was watching the two children's fuss, froze, turned his head stiffly, and saw his wife looking at him with a strange look.

His eyes were full: "I didn't expect that! You are such an old man!"

Zhao Wenzhuo hurriedly explained: "I ran out of soap for bathing, so I just used the soap on the side."

Zhang Guifang hummed, and didn't know if she believed his explanation, but the joke in his eyes was still there.

Looking at his wife, other children, and even Uncle Xie looking at him with strange eyes, Zhao Wenzhuo felt that he couldn't argue with it.

"If you like it, I'll just buy two more. You don't have to use it secretly." Zhang Guifang's slightly joking words seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back, and took away the last bit of luck in Zhao Wenzhuo's heart.

For a moment, Zhao Wenzhuo only felt that a big black pot was pinned on him by the cooperation of his family. He was a little annoyed, there was no soap, and he could just wash it casually. Why did he insist on using his wife's soap.

"Hahahahaha!" Zhao Feng was amused by his father's appearance at this time.

Staring at his son's untimely laughter, Zhao Wenzhuo seemed to have found a way to vent his anger. Yes, it was all about this son. If he hadn't been talking nonsense there, who would have known that he used his wife's soap.

Zhao Feng's laughter stopped abruptly because of the murderous look in Zhao Wenzhuo's eyes.

Thinking of what he said just now, Zhao Feng patted himself on the head with some annoyance.

Confused!Confused!
Why did I get so confused just now?
Could it be that my brain was bitten by a dog just now, how could I say such a thing, and even laugh at my father in front of such a person.

It's over, it's over, my father will not let him go because he has lost such a big face this time.

The more Zhao Feng thought about it, the more frightened he became, he couldn't help shrinking his neck, shrugging his shoulders, and walked behind Zhang Yu silently, trying to avoid his father's murderous sight.

"Okay, ok, Xiaoyu's stuffing is ready, let's make it quickly." In the end, Zhang Guifang felt sorry for her son and changed the subject silently.

Looking at his daughter-in-law's actions, knowing that he couldn't teach his elder brother a lesson today, Zhao Wenzhuo silently withdrew his gaze.

But before taking his eyes back, he gave Zhao Feng a hard look.

Zhao Feng saw his father's eyes telling him to wait, that he would definitely settle the score after autumn, so he couldn't help but mourn for himself for a moment.

But at this time, Zhang Guifang could no longer care about the "communication" between the two fathers. She smiled and looked at Xie Zhiyuan: "Uncle Xie, let me show you a joke. This father and son have such a temper. How old are you?" It’s like being a child when you’re such an adult.”

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way, Brother Zhang, this is true temperament." Xie Zhiyuan was also dumbfounded by the outcry of several people, seeing his little nephew's extremely natural appearance in this house, and felt very relieved.

Such a family environment should be the best for the little nephew.

If he had come to raise his little nephew, he couldn't guarantee such a good environment for his little nephew.

At this moment, it occurred to them that not only their family was in the room, but also a relative of Xie Zhiyuan. Zhao Wenzhuo and Zhao Feng felt that their faces were about to split open, and they wished they could find a hole to shrink in.

Compared to Zhao Wenzhuo, Zhao Feng was more afraid. He turned his neck stiffly to look at Xie Zhiyuan. When he saw the interested expression on Xie Zhiyuan's face, he felt that the sky was covered with cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)