"It tastes really good. I rarely eat this kind of thing. What's this called?" Father Zhou looked at his son eating with an expression like a food show judge. He also picked up a few chopsticks, although it didn't look like it.
My son's expression is so exaggerated, but overall he looks pretty good.
"This is..." Edwina was just about to introduce the history and allusions of London-style sausage salad, when Zhou Mingrui immediately said: "Western food, all Western food, this is German sausage, this is Spanish seafood risotto...
"
When Father Zhou heard this, he immediately kicked his son——
"You didn't do it. Who asked you to introduce it?"
"Aren't I afraid that you will hear place names like Lundberg and Fenebaud?" Zhou Mingrui said aggrievedly. Edwina immediately understood and quickly apologized, "Ah, I'm sorry."
Father Zhou didn't realize what was going on for a while, but Mother Zhou suddenly realized, glanced at Edwina, and then said:
"I understand, I understand, it's an occupational disease, right? Sometimes I like to talk a lot as soon as I open my mouth..."
Although it was not a factor in this aspect, Edwina immediately accepted the step and directed the conversation to the problematic students in her class (ship).
As a teacher, Zhou's mother immediately resonated with each other, and the two chatted while eating, leaving Zhou's father, Zhou Mingrui, Forsi and Sharon aside.
Fortunately, we were at the dinner table, so there was nothing awkward about it. While eating, we occasionally catered to a few topics thrown by Father Zhou, and the atmosphere was relatively harmonious.
Although for Zhou Mingrui and Zhou's father and mother, the Spring Festival Gala has become increasingly boring, but for the three Forsi people, it is particularly novel.
Different styles of singing and dancing, as well as cross talk sketches, were all forms of entertainment that they had never been exposed to. Father Zhou quickly discovered this. Seeing that everyone had almost eaten, he said:
"You have been busy cooking today, so leave the washing up to us."
With that said, Zhou's father gave Zhou Mingrui a look, pulled him and started walking towards the kitchen.
"Who are the three girls?" Father Zhou asked Zhou Mingrui while washing the dishes. Upon hearing his father's question, a lot of thoughts flashed through Zhou Mingrui's mind. As a person who often interacts with extraordinary people from all walks of life,
He quickly realized the essence of his father’s problem and said immediately:
"Sharon is from the UK, and Fursi and Evanna are both from the south."
"That's it... I heard that people in Nanfang don't watch the Spring Festival Gala very much..." Father Zhou nodded thoughtfully, but Klein said:
"The main thing is that no one will watch it together. After all, they won't go home during the Chinese New Year."
"Is that so?" Father Zhou thought for a while and felt that there was nothing wrong with him. His wife was a teacher. Of course he understood that as a teacher now, there was basically no vacation. Even if he said that he was not allowed to make up lessons, he still had to make up the lessons.
, otherwise the children will not be able to keep up with the progress and will suffer in the high school and college entrance examinations.
When learning this kind of thing, once one person rolls up, and the rest of the people don't follow suit, they will definitely suffer.
As for Fuersi... I know from the conversation just now that this girl must be traveling all over the world, and it is normal for her to not go home often.
Thinking of this, Father Zhou focused his attention on his son again and said in confusion:
"You didn't even go back to your home, but you came here during the Spring Festival. It seems like you are really interested in you. Which one do you like?"
"Ah this..." Zhou Mingrui's expression changed immediately, because his keen inspiration had noticed that there was already a perception coming from the living room.
"You haven't thought about it yet?" Father Zhou rubbed his head and said helplessly:
"Although emotional issues are your own business, as a father, I still have to advise you. It's better to make a choice about this matter earlier. You don't want to be hacked, right?"
"So dad, what on earth have you read?! How come you even know how to use a hatchet? And I really don't..." Zhou Mingrui muttered with a headache, but his dad directly interrupted: "Nothing?
If you don’t have this idea, just make it clear as soon as possible, don’t hang on to others all the time, and cut it off when it’s time to do so, which is good for everyone.”
"So some things are not so easy to decide!" Zhou Mingrui sighed helplessly. Of course he understood this truth, but for him, it was really (this chapter is not over yet!)
The Zhou family’s New Year’s Eve dinner is urgent
It was only today that I began to realize that I was being pursued by three high-quality women.
This is the same as a person being confessed to by three women who have a certain friendship on the same day and being asked to give an answer. This is simply impossible!
In fact, if there was only one person, Zhou Mingrui might agree to look everywhere first. After all, he is "him" and not "him", and he still has some emotional needs. But the problem is, now three people are coming together
, he was a little unable to make a decision.
Now, he suddenly understood a little bit. Mr. Devil's fear of choice had reached the point of losing control, and now he had the urge to lose control.
Seeing the confusion on his son's face, Father Zhou sighed, patted his shoulder and said:
"Forget it, dad won't force you, you can think about it yourself, as long as you don't think about becoming Neptune!"
"So dad, what have you watched? Why do you know so much?" Zhou Mingrui could no longer complain about the wide scope of his dad's interests. He now even doubts the "
"I'm fine" contains the part contributed by my father.
The process of washing the dishes is not long. After all, flower growers pay attention to having more than enough every year. There is always a little leftover from the New Year's Eve dinner. What they clean is just eating dishes, soup bowls and the like. When the father and son returned to the living room, Zhou Mingrui saw the three daughters.
He was having a happy chat with his mother, and it was as if he didn't hear the conversation between him and his father at all.
Seeing this relatively harmonious scene, Zhou Mingrui breathed a sigh of relief. He avoided the three ladies and sat down next to his mother. He picked up the water glass and took a sip, pretending to be looking at the TV to avoid getting involved.
The topic of women, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a familiar face appear on the screen.
"puff--"
Zhou Mingrui sprayed out a mist of water and looked at the public service announcement that was appearing on the TV in disbelief. Although his face looked a little immature, he would never admit it!
"Amon!"
"Amon?" When Forsi heard this, she immediately turned her attention to the TV, and then she saw a missing person notice that made her a little confused as to what to do.
Under the photo of the *** version of Amon, who looked to be only six or seven years old, with a slightly thin face and a faint black birthmark on his right eye, there were four eye-catching characters written -
"Help him get home."
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