kingnovel Chapter 1095 Little Bamboo 8
Chapter 1095 Little Bamboo 8
Hei Xia Zi is now like a child with ADHD, occasionally appearing here at Chen Pi to earn extra money.
Then the employer came back.
Tangerine peel: . . . .
Little Bamboo: . . . .
It’s okay, as long as dad likes to play.
Rich Dad Poor Dad, they are both her dad.
Black Bear: ...
He is not poor, not at all.
Even Chen Pi felt that the blind man might have sold himself out, as he was dressed quite well.
Chenpi wears ordinary clothes because he likes it, and Heixiazi is just being frugal.
Now this rich blind man is so blind that Chenpi's eyes hurt.
Everyone wants the black bear to get out.
If you are being kept, just be honest.
He had seen a lot of them in the theater at that time.
If you take someone's money, you should serve them well.
Black Bear: ...
An An’s affairs cannot be discussed, so just think of it as being kept by someone.
How can it be considered raising a child if his daughter raises him?
It's terrible that you don't have a daughter.
Ah ah ah ah ah.
Chenpi: He has a daughter who is mentally confused.
A Kun's brain has recovered a little, and his expression changes every now and then, just like a chameleon.
So when Hei Xiazi asked him to trick An An into giving him something, he turned around and showed the back of his head to the blind man.
This person often lies to him. He is not a good person.
Black Bear: ...
Why would a mute remember something else but remember that the blind man lied to him?
A blind man even raised him.
It's better than him eating dry bread.
The neck can stretch out two miles.
Ever since Hei Xia Zi came, the man with drooping shoulders has been taking baths by himself.
Because the black bear would ask if his shoulders have grown.
Very presumptuous.
A Kun looked at the blind man with understanding eyes, as it was something only a blind man could do.
So it’s okay to get beaten, right?
The hunched shoulders started a physical confrontation, while Xiao Zhuzi and Uncle Qilin were eating melon seeds and commenting on the fight.
The hen looked at them unhappily and walked away with her chicks.
Wait until they are done fighting before going back.
Fortunately, they were tactful and did not disturb the hen's coop.
The blind man has experience in this regard. If the chicken coop is overturned, the mute will beat him.
But fighting with the man with hunched shoulders did make Hei Xia Zi feel good.
A mute will only be beaten if he is irritated.
I usually ignore him and then I pay attention to the chicken coop.
hen:....
You think you can shake its position.
Little Bamboo: . . . .
Really, Dad is a little too lively. This happens every two or three days.
"Dad, we're having tomato beef brisket noodles and beef hotpot tonight. Come back and help."
"Here I come, my girl. Ta-ta, the blind man doesn't want to play with you anymore. My girl is calling you."
He rolled back with a swift move.
Hei Xia Zi put on an apron casually, picked up his daughter and went to the kitchen.
The two were talking and laughing.
He slumped his shoulders and looked towards the patriarch.
Come here for a moment.
Zhang Qilin moved his hands and feet.
The two of them started to fight.
They come from the same family and have the same methods and routines.
There is a mirror image that fights with oneself, and the strength and speed are impeccable.
It seems that just now, he slumped his shoulders and stopped.
Hei Xia Zi was talking and laughing over here through the kitchen window. Xiao Zhu Zi lowered his eyebrows and smiled, agreeing with his father.
"Dad," Xiao Zhuzi said softly as he processed tomatoes skillfully, the water gurgling.
"Stop teasing Uncle Zhang."
It's just that Hei Xia Zi is skilled and brave, and to some extent, he is also a powerful person while he is alive.
Hei Xia Zi was blanching beef brisket. Hearing this, he chuckled and said, "Don't worry, my daughter. Dad won't hurt your Uncle Zhang. Dad knows his limits!"
His tone was full of pride and his chin was held high.
Little Bamboo: . . . .
That's Uncle Zhang giving in to Dad.
Xiao Zhuzi pursed her lips and smiled, without refutation.
She arranged the chopped tomatoes on the plate with smooth movements.
"Uncle Zhang is a nice guy, but he's a bit stubborn.
He was actually very happy to see you back.”
She paused and added, "Although it may only be a little bit as happy as a fingernail."
Sagging shoulders: . . . . .
No, he wished he didn't come back, it was too noisy.
Zhang Qilin: Yes, the blind man was very noisy.
Someone understood him.
In his recovered memory, the blind man spoke to him for three hours.
too frightening.
"Happy? I think he wants to kick me out!"
The black bear curled his lips and carefully skimmed off the foam.
"I dislike the blind man for being an eyesore and affecting him."
He was halfway through his words when he seemed to feel that it was inappropriate, so he swallowed it back and his eyes wandered for a moment.
There are some nonsense words that you shouldn't let your daughter hear.
Being blind is pretty good, isn't it?
Xiao Zhuzi didn't ask any further questions, but just took out the blanched beef brisket.
She put the beef brisket cubes into the casserole, poured in clean water, and covered it with a lid.
"Here, my dad can wear whatever he wants and play however he wants..."
Just don’t play tricks on me and wait for Uncle Zhang to recover.
Dad is going to be in trouble.
She raised her eyes and looked through the window at the two Zhang family members who were fighting and interweaving in the yard. She then glanced at the hen who was vigilantly protecting her chicks beside the chicken coop not far away, and smiled.
"The fight between Uncle Dumb and Uncle Zhang is still so interesting."
Hei Xia Zi muttered: He is also good to watch when fighting.
Outside the window, the fight between Zhang Qilin and Tajian was not fancy; it was just a pure collision of speed and strength, with the sound of wind blowing as their clothes fluttered.
Every fight was precise and swift, as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times.
The hen cackled and moved a few steps further away with her chicks.
Yaoshou!
These two were also led astray.
Hei Xia Zi followed her gaze and was delighted: "Hey, the dumb guy's skills are even more agile than before!
The collapsed shoulders are not bad, the food is really good...
Hey girl, is this ginger broken into pieces too small? "
He held up a pile of chopped ginger on the chopping board, feeling a little guilty.
Xiao Zhuzi poked his head out to take a look, then reached out to take a knife and a piece of fresh ginger: "It's okay, it will be more flavorful if you chop it up a little. Dad, cut the onion into cubes."
Hei Xia Zi immediately obeyed the order and picked up the onion. Although his technique was not as skillful as Xiao Zhuzi's, he was still quite serious.
The spicy taste of onions made him squint his eyes, but he was still talking: "Girl, do you think the mute really remembers that I lied to him?
The way he shook his head just now, tsk tsk, how disrespectful! I even raised a blind man before!"
"Yeah, I remember it well."
Xiao Zhuzi is preparing the dipping sauce for the hot pot. The combination of sesame oil, mashed garlic and chopped coriander is pleasing to the eye.
"It's a good thing that Uncle Kun has recovered his memory, but his memory is too good and he is not very friendly to some people."
She glanced at Hei Xia Zi meaningfully, with a faint smile in her eyes, "But Dad, it was quite presumptuous of you to tease Uncle Zhang and ask him if his shoulders had grown."
So it’s not unfair to be beaten.
"Hey, isn't this just caring about him?"
Hei Xiazi showed no remorse, and his hands that were chopping onions did not stop, "Besides, he beat me up, didn't he? We're even!
Hiss——this onion is really powerful..."
He rubbed his eyes.
Xiao Zhuzi handed over a wet cloth: "Wipe it off. Pay attention to something else next time."
She poured the tomato cubes into the sauté pan, and with a sizzling sound, a rich sweet and sour aroma instantly spread, overwhelming the spiciness of the onions. The bright red soup rolled around, wrapping the tender beef brisket.
The tomato beef brisket in the pot was bubbling with happiness, and the beef soup base in the small casserole began to emit a mellow aroma.
Xiao Zhuzi looked out the window and the two Zhang family members seemed to have reached the end. Their movements gradually slowed down, leaving only occasional blocking and probing.
"Dad, the noodles are ready to be put into the pot."
Xiao Zhuzi spoke softly, his voice blending into the aroma of the food.
She picked up the long chopsticks and prepared to scoop up the noodles. Her eyes swept across the two figures in the yard who stopped and silently gathered their breath.
He looked at the hen that had settled her chicks in the corner and was pacing back, and finally his eyes fell on the black bear that was working hard to cut side dishes beside him.
Dad, I will raise you and I can raise you as well as your mom.
"time to eat."
The two people in the yard quickened their pace and came to the kitchen.