cultivating immortals and planting the fields

Chapter 208 Home is a Small Harbor

"You brat, when you come to the provincial capital, you don't even know how to go home and have a look, and you don't come home to live at night, do you think you don't want your mother anymore, brat , I haven’t come back until now.” My mother just opened the door, and when she saw Zhang Wei, she immediately reached out and twisted Zhang Wei’s ears, and taught her a lesson.

Talking about twisting the ears is not really twisting, just touch the meaning and it's over.Zhang Wei's mother looked at her fair and clean son, and sometimes felt a little strange in her heart. You said that you work in the countryside, you come in the wind all year round, go in the rain, and it is hot and sweaty, the oil that is not black She is smooth and shiny, but her son is as white-skinned as a boy. Since returning to Zhang's old house, his son has become more and more fair and beautiful.

Of course, the dung beetle also praised his son for being good-looking, not to mention Wei's mother, and although Zhang Wei is not too handsome, but since he succeeded in building the foundation, the natural aura that he has shown, if released deliberately, will naturally become majestic , usually concealed, but when the body walks like clouds and flowing water, it looks refreshing and natural.

Home is always a quiet and peaceful little harbor for the soul. At the moment of entering the house, all worries and emotions have nothing to do with Zhang Wei.Looking at his mother's caring eyes, Zhang Wei even stretched his neck so that his mother's hand could pinch his ear easily.

"Mom, didn't I come back early? Look, I crawled back early in the morning to see your old man. I'm still hungry. Mom, I want poached eggs and millet porridge .”

"Stinky boy, I think you came home only when you were hungry." The mother tapped Zhang Wei's forehead again with her finger, and when she heard that her son was still hungry, she immediately went to prepare. Both Wei's parents asked for leave to rest, and they only got up for a while, and they haven't started preparing breakfast yet.

"I'm back, son." Dad's words were still so simple, and it was a world of difference from the old nagging, but the unscrupulously simple sentence was still the old nagging, and the deep concern was fully revealed.

Home is the warmest place. After leaving home for such a short period of time, Zhang Wei seems to care about home more, and there are more things in his heart that he never had before.

The world of mortals is easy to enter but not easy to return. Only family affection, the strong love like ten thousand years old wine, softened Zhang Wei in it.

"Yeah. Last night's class reunion, most of them were old classmates who hadn't seen each other for many years, and they stayed in the hotel too late." The things about Liu Yuanyuan were not let to the parents. Sometimes, white lies, Much better than those malicious sincerity.Parents are just ordinary people, Zhang Wei doesn't want them to be contaminated with too many things in this area, it's a great blessing for No. [-] Middle School to be mediocre.

"Your mother is a bit talkative, but she cares about you. You are grown up, and you should have your own affairs and contacts in the future. Dad and your mother will not stop you."

"Old man, you're talking bad things about me to your son again. Sue me? I don't know who urged me to call my son several times last night." Just as Zhang Wei was chatting with his father, Mom has fried poached eggs, prepared pickles, and brought them over.Zhang Wei's mother knew that her son likes to drink millet porridge, so she boiled it when she went to bed last night and kept it warm in the pot.

"Old woman, you didn't want to call my son yesterday. Why are you teasing me? I know my son. When you let us get over it, it's you who are worried. Father's love is always silent and invisible. Among, around you.

People say that your father is like a mountain, he stands up to the sky, supports you independently, shelters you from the wind and rain, and lets you move forward bravely, but he is unknown.

Maternal love is like a river. When you are tired, it is broad and fraternal. It has no source and no end. As far as your son can go, this river of love can follow you as far as you can go.

Zhang Wei saw that his parents started bickering again about the matter of calling him yesterday. It probably won't be over in about ten minutes.

It's normal for husband and wife to have bumps and bumps, it's just how you deal with it, and these small quarrels are often the best regulators in life.

Zhang Wei smiled and looked at the two elders, you said something, and I said something to each other. Naturally, I kept eating the poached eggs prepared by my mother, and at the same time, I didn't forget to add some pickles as seasoning.

"Stinky boy, are you kidding my mother, do you want to eat it?" Finally, five or six minutes later, my mother watched Zhang Wei laughingly watching the old couple quarrel and ate millet porridge with big mouthfuls. He turned his gun and fired a shot at Zhang Wei.

A no-nonsense disaster.

"Hey, look at what my mother said, the breakfast made by my mother is getting better and better, how can I not like it. Hey." Naturally, Zhang Wei didn't dare to take the blame, so he just flattered him.

"Laugh, I just know how to laugh, hurry up and eat your meal, after eating, my mother is serving you in the bowl, there is still in the pot, come, eat these two poached eggs too, the fried poached eggs fried by my mother are delicious, Then you can eat more. These are all native eggs you brought from our hometown."

Mom fried eight poached eggs in total. Zhang Wei ate four by himself just now. Dad and mom were alone. They were arguing just now, and each of them ate one. Mom watched his son fry four poached eggs. After eating, no matter whether Dad wanted to eat or not, he picked up the plate and poured it into Zhang Wei's bowl.

No matter how much the son eats, in the eyes of the mother, he will never be full. She always wants her son to eat more delicious food. This is the ubiquitous love of the mother.

"Hey, it's better to be mom."

Zhang Wei smiled and didn't refuse. At this time, the resignation is definitely a double attack. Mom and Dad will go to battle together, pick up the poached eggs in the bowl and start eating.

"Stinky boy." Seeing his son stealing his food, the father hummed and scolded Zhang Wei.Mom shook her head and stared, and Dad obediently picked up the rice immediately.

For breakfast, under the attack of the old eyes, Zhang Weichao played very well. One person solved more than half of the half-small pot of millet porridge. That's it, my mother said that there was less cooking, and I had to fry two for my son. Poached eggs to go.Anyway, I have everything at home, and it only takes 2 minutes to turn on the stove.

Seeing this posture, Zhang Wei burped several times, and his mother gave up.

At this time, Zhang Weicai thought of one thing. Let Sun Xiaolei, Liu Yuanyuan and Jia Fengxia come to his house for dinner at noon. This matter needs to be discussed with his mother. The mother at home is good at cooking, of course it is my mother who is in charge of the cooking.Under normal circumstances, my father would not leave the room to cook.

In other words, it is a matter of a man's face.

(End of this chapter)