Chapter 33: Ye Cheng

Saturday, 1 noon.
"Kaka"
The door handle turned a few times, and the door was slowly opened. A middle-aged man walked in slowly, but as soon as his front foot entered the door, his face was "exposed" with a suspicious expression.
He wanted to know now what the furry stuff was on his son's head.
"Dad you are back."
Ye Heng, who was originally sitting on the sofa watching TV, turned to look at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man is Ye Cheng's father, Ye Cheng.
Dad Ye looked at Ye Heng, and then looked at the prone object lying on top of him.
"Hey Ziheng, how do I think you cat is a bit familiar, is it the cat you brought back last time to help our family catch mice?"
The leaves nodded steadily, but they did not dare to use too much force, fearing that they would get rid of the little sunflower on top of their heads.
"This kitten is pretty good. In the future, if you accidentally enter the mouse, you can help catch it."
Dad Ye said, while walking into the kitchen, took out a bottle of cow "milk" from inside.
"Dad, my mother?"
Dad took a sip of cow "milk" and shook his head.
"There should be something wrong with the company, anyway, he saved me from picking him up."
Speaking of which, Dad seemed to think of something again, and hurried to Yehengheng.
"Zi Heng, or dad will give you two hands today."
As soon as Ye Heng heard this, his entire face suddenly darkened.
Forget about the food he cooked, Ye Heng felt that he was still young now, and he had n’t thought about it that much.
He especially remembers that while he was still in elementary school, his father decided to cook a "good dish" for Ye Heng and his classmates in order to celebrate his birthday.
auzw.com Poor children do n’t yet know Ye Dad ’s cooking skills, and he is looking forward to waiting for Ye Dad to serve his meals.
As a result, all the children who took part in Yeheng's birthday party collectively pulled their belly for a week.
Even Ye Da, after eating his own meals, had to ask the company for a three-day leave, and took three days at home.
Since then, Ye Heng has not dared to eat anything Ye Dad made.
"Well, there are a few buckets at home ..."
"Instant noodles, that stuff is unhealthy. If you want to eat noodles, cook them for you."
Dad Ye said, a smile on his face.
"No, no, I'm not very hungry."
Ye Heng said again, anyway, in any case, he will never eat what his dad made, and he already has a psychological shadow over the food his dad made.
"You have to eat a little if you are not hungry. You are growing now. Do you eat more to grow taller."
Ye Dad said, and he smiled strangely towards Ye Heng.
Seeing the leaves constantly, I just felt that the back spine was cold for a while, and I quickly stepped back a few steps back to the door, then grasped the door handle.
"Dad, I suddenly remembered that my classmate had something to do with me today. I'm leaving now."
After talking, Ye Heng immediately twisted the door handle, and "Ziyou" ran out at once.
Seeing this scene, Ye Da couldn't help but shook his head.
"Isn't this stinky boy letting him eat a meal, or sending him to the guillotine, as for it, forget it, make it for yourself."
With that, Dad Ye walked into the kitchen by himself, with a faint smile on his face.
"Today, Chef Ye made a cooking for myself."
With that, he picked up a handful of green onions beside him and put them directly into the pot.
………
"Well, it seems that I forgot to turn on the induction cooker."