Three hundred and seventy-ninth festival between father and daughter
In the past, Ziqi was always a little uncomfortable with such service, but now she is used to it. @As a certain aunt said: "The life secretary is just your father's little wife - not your mother, so why should you be so polite? You are blessed.
Don’t enjoy being struck by lightning!”
"Well, let's wash it right away. It's a bit hot outside." Lin Ziqi sat down on the sofa in the living room: Meng Lan naturally had to do the change of clothes. Originally, she was not used to having her underwear drawer occupied by another woman.
Looking through it, I'm used to being served and don't think there's anything wrong with it.
Meng Lan has already brought her a bottle of kvass soaked in well water. The soaking time is just right, which is cool enough but not too cold - it is only May after all. In addition to the habit of not knocking on the door,
The maid training class is truly extraordinary in terms of education!
The room was very quiet. This time Lin Fatian should be busy in some farmland or plantation and had not gotten off work yet. Originally, Lin Ziqi did not expect her father to get off work early today. After these men arrived at Lingao, all of them
It's a "romantic passion", just like the characters in "The Year of the Burning Passion". Not only are they all wearing the four-pocket Mao suit that is only seen in TV dramas, but they also have a pen in the pocket, and they are all "
Walking like a breeze, talking like a bell, shaking hands with a shaking hand, and talking about "comrades". When standing still, each of them would habitually put his hands on his back. I don't know where this habit came from...
Ziqi was once very uncomfortable with people calling her "gay dad", and it took a while for her to get used to it.
Looking around, the room is clean and neatly furnished. Even the glass has been cleaned recently. The flowers on the table have been freshly replaced, and even the fabric cover of the sofa can be seen that it has been replaced not long ago.
Compared with the messy dormitory where she and her father lived in the past, Meng Lan brought the atmosphere of home to the house. This is why Ziqi did not object to her father having a secretary - indeed, a female hostess is needed to make a home feel like home.
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Meng Lan hurried to add firewood to the stove. She had re-scrubbed the bathroom and bathtub with dilute hydrochloric acid early in the morning and rinsed them clean. Now, both the sanitary ware and ceramic tiles are sparkling inside, and there is absolutely not a hair to be seen: Elders
They all pay attention to hygiene, and the lady is even more particular about it. So much of her energy is devoted to hygiene.
Apart from this, Meng Lan is very satisfied with her current life. The living conditions alone - although the house is smaller, it cannot be compared to the big grain households in her hometown. When Meng Lan was a child, she followed her parents to work for the landlords.
She has seen it before. Apart from that, the landlord's house does not have this floor or glass windows. As for food, it is a luxury that is even more unimaginable. In the village where she was born, the landlord's house eats daily.
It's all grains.
Therefore, Meng Lan does her best for this family and makes the chief and the lady satisfied. This is her greatest hope that such a life can go on forever.
It's a pity that her belly is not good enough and she is not pregnant yet... Every time she sees other life secretaries holding their children, she will feel very disappointed. The last time she went shopping at No. 43, she heard from a life secretary named Sun.
The secretary once said: Secretaries without children are always unable to sit still. One day when the chief gets tired of it, he will definitely "send" them away.
The health doctor in the general office also checked her pulse and prescribed medicine. She also took a lot of tonic medicine from Runshitang, but there was still no news. She thought that the leader was already almost fifty - his father was not even fifty.
It's over now - if I can't have another boy or a girl, what if my husband has a man with a long life? What will I do in the rest of my life? The young lady treats me well, and I don't necessarily want to take her to her husband's house when I get married...
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With these complicated emotions, Meng Lan finished adding firewood, washed her hands, and went to the lady's room to get her underwear. She blushed with embarrassment when she wore such underwear for the first time in the training class.
——The chiefs are really lustful. Now she knows that these are ordinary clothes among Australians, nothing special.
"Miss, you can go take a shower." After putting clothes in the bathroom and preparing a big towel, Meng Lan tested the water temperature and felt it was about the same, so she greeted her.
After helping Lin Ziqi take a bath, she quickly put the clothes she had changed into the laundry basket. She would have to leave the laundry until evening, and she had to make dinner quickly.
Because Ziqi returned home today, the meal tonight was much richer than usual. She went to the special store yesterday to order the ingredients for today: Miss loves sashimi the most. This food is particularly difficult to serve and must be served all the time.
Cold chain. Generally, veterans find it troublesome and rarely eat it at home. Meng Lan specially borrowed the Venus Zero from Wu Nanhai’s house next door to pick up the goods from the special supply store, and hurried back with a bumpy insulated box filled with sawdust and ice cubes.
, finally put it into my own "earth refrigerator" in time.
Because his daughter was going home today, Lin Fatian deliberately came back from work early. As soon as he entered the door, he saw his daughter sitting at the dining table waiting for him to come back. In an instant, the hard work of the day miraculously disappeared. While letting Meng Lan
While waiting to change clothes and slippers, he asked: "How many days will this vacation last?"
Students at Parkview Park rarely have holidays, and Gakushuang is no exception.
"In two days, the school will hold a cultural festival."
"What? You still want to act?" After changing into home clothes, washing his hands and face, he sat next to his daughter: "Show daddy..."
"What's so good about it? I'm not your bonsai tree stump. Let's see if it's not tied properly..." At this point, her face suddenly turned red, thinking about discussing sex with her best friend in the dormitory one night.
Lin Fatian did not have such rich associations: "No tree stump bonsai is as beautiful as you."
"Dad, your old-fashioned compliments really need to be upgraded." Lin Ziqi picked up a piece of sea bream sashimi, dipped it in wasabi and soy sauce, and put it in her mouth.
Meng Lan brought over a large plate of fried golden and crispy chicken wings. Although it was different from the KFC chicken wings in her memory, it was almost the same. It was one of Lin Ziqi's favorite things. Unfortunately, the school never served fried chicken wings.
Food, it is said that this was suggested by Chen Sigen.
Lin Ziqi let out a small cheer, and hurriedly grabbed one of the five-clawed golden dragons and chewed it, and said vaguely: "Dad, you got off work early today."
"Not for you."
"I never thought you loved me so much, Dad..."
"Eat your food." As soon as Lin Fatian finished speaking, Meng Lan had already brought the rice. Lin Fatian went to bed early at night, and his staple food at night was multigrain porridge: brown rice, millet, beans and other grains cooked
Put them together and put a piece of sweet potato. Meng Lan never understood why the chief refused to eat good rice and white noodles and insisted on eating this thing.
"Sit down and eat." Lin Fatian ordered when he saw that Meng Lan didn't dare to sit down.
"There is also soup, wait until I bring it." Meng Lan said and went back to the kitchen.
"The chicken soup needs to be simmered. Sister Lan, just eat it first." Lin Ziqi said, impatient with a "little daughter-in-law" like her, who seemed to be careful.
After Lin Ziqi said this, Meng Lan sat down to eat.
"Dad, I want to go to Lingaojiao on Sunday."
"Would you like to go play on the Feiyun?" Lin Fatian always ate in big mouthfuls, and he could eat up a third of the food on the plate with just one chopstick.
"Yes. With Zhang Yunmi, Qian Duoduo and the others." Lin Ziqi was very cunning and did not say that they were going to go on a trial voyage. If I were to say this, my father would be worried to death, and he would keep talking about "unsafe", "
"It's dangerous" and so on, and tried every means to obstruct it.
"Okay. Just go. I won't have a holiday these two days." Lin Fatian said and sighed. Lin Ziqi felt that the way her father looked at her was a bit complicated.
In the blink of an eye, it has been their sixth year since they came to this world.
"How are you doing at school?" Dad asked this kind of meaningless question again.
If they were in the 21st century, Lin Ziqi would probably be playing with her mobile phone at this moment, saying vaguely: "It's okay."
Lin Ziqi didn't have a smartphone at this time, but her answer was similar: "It's okay, but I'm under too much pressure to study."
"You have to study hard..."
It’s here again, I’m so bored. I say this every time we meet, before we travel, and again after we travel. Lin Ziqi said impatiently: “If I don’t study well, I’m still a veteran. Dad, you’d better hurry up and give me a baby with Sister Lan.
A younger brother and sister, so that they can be your heirs."
Lin Fatian actually blushed: "You don't have to worry about this." As for Meng Lan, her face turned red even more.
"Our family only has two seats. If you don't give me a younger brother or sister, the family will suffer a big loss." Lin Ziqi successfully diverted the fire and continued eating fried chicken wings.
Lin Fatian nodded slightly: "Do you think having a younger brother or sister is a good thing?"
"Why is it bad? Otherwise, it would be a waste of one?"
"Of course it's a good thing from this aspect. But -" Lin Fatian said, "do you have a friend named Zhang Yunmi?"
"Yes, he is not only a classmate but also my roommate."
"Her father had a drink with me last time, and he felt quite distressed after giving birth to Zhang Yunmi's younger brother."
Zhang Yunmi's father and Lin Fatian were not colleagues, but their daughter was a classmate and best friend, so they became familiar with each other. Two single men who traveled through time with their children naturally had something in common, and they often drank and chatted together.
"What's going on? Dad, tell me." It was about her best friend, so Lin Ziqi put down the chicken wings and became serious.
Meng Lan didn't know what Lin Fatian was going to say, but instinctively realized that she shouldn't listen, so she quickly said she wanted to check the chicken soup on the stove and went back to the kitchen.
Lin Fatian sighed: "I don't know whether I should say it or not. Lao Zhang has been having a headache recently because of this matter. You know he has a son..."
"I know that. Zhang Yunmi is quite happy and often says how cute his brother is." Lin Ziqi asked puzzledly.
"The problem lies with this younger brother." Lin Fatian's expression suddenly became serious. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!