Jia Ru can come back

Chapter 88 Whose Boy
Later, I asked Zhou Yu how his second child could cook so well. He snorted and lazily said that the second child is very particular about life, and he has to follow what is most comfortable for him in terms of food, clothing and housing.So what is the most comfortable?Eating must be good. The word "good" does not lie in the price of the food, but in the deliciousness.

It is said that in order to satisfy his appetite, he tasted delicacies all over the world, but felt that most of the delicacies were superficial and exaggerated.Then he started to make it himself. With his exquisite cooking method, it was impossible to make up for it, so he kept improving and researched every dish he was interested in to the extreme.

I don't know what Zhou Yu was thinking, but with Zhou Liang's permission, he brought out his Buddha jumping over the wall, and a steamed grouper came out of it after a while, but Zhou Liang never came out of the kitchen.

If the dishes weren't so delicious, I really want to see if Zhou Liang was knocked unconscious by Zhou Yu.

Needless to say, the taste of the steamed fish is delicious and tender, and the seafood soy sauce is poured on it, which brings out all the flavors.The main thing is that Buddha jumps over the wall. I have eaten authentic ones in restaurants before, and Zhou Liang's cooking is comparable to that of a five-star chef.

It is said that the process of Buddha jumping over the wall is very cumbersome, and the ingredients are also various, but the final product is only a small pot.Regardless of this point, I'm afraid Zhou Liang has been working for a day.

When the pot was about to bottom out, I suddenly felt a little unkind. The chef didn't even taste it, but we almost ate it all.So he kicked Zhou Yu: "Don't you ask your second child to come out to eat?"

He replied to me without changing his eyebrows: "No, he is studying his old duck stew. I just gave him a suggestion for duck soup, and he has no time to care about other things at the moment."

... Can he still make an opinion?The co-author used this technique to drag Zhou Liang into the kitchen.

Suddenly, I heard Zhou Liang running out shouting all the way, "Sir, come over and have a taste." He was still holding a small bowl in his hand, and he came to the table with an anxious expression on his face, without even looking at it. The pot and bowl that we had eaten to the bottom on the table were placed in front of Zhou Yu.

I found that there was a small bowl of soup in it, but it seemed to be less white than the one used to cook the noodles before, and I don't know what ingredients he added into it.Zhou Yu took a sip, frowned a little artificially, as if he was savoring it in his mouth, and commented: "There is still a fishy smell of duck meat in it, although you put mushrooms to cover it up, the duck smell is too strong gone."

Hearing this, Zhou Liang took a sip himself, his face collapsed, and he walked back into the kitchen without saying a word and never came out again.

I couldn't see it, and whispered: "You are too slippery, use this bad idea to punish him. Can the old duck pot have no duck taste?"

But seeing Zhou Yu laughed unkindly, "Who told him to be picky? Can we have a peaceful night if we don't give him a problem?" In fact, I didn't sleep peacefully that night, and the range hood came out from the kitchen from time to time. There was the sound of a pot hitting the ground, and the sound of a bowl being smashed.

In short, I didn't sleep well, but the instigator fell asleep, as if nothing happened.

The next morning, as soon as I got up and went out after washing up, I was taken aback by Zhou Liang. I saw him standing in front of my door with blue eyes, holding a bowl in his hand, "Come and drink soup."

I looked and looked carefully, the bottom of the bowl in his hand was clear, could it still be soup?

Gritting his teeth like a guinea pig, he took the bowl and wanted to drink it in one go, but after only one sip, he felt the faint umami taste spread on the tip of his tongue, huh?It's not old duck soup, it's refreshing and delicious.

Zhou Liang asked, "Is it good?"

I nodded honestly: "It's delicious, what's it made of?"

"Cabbage." He tossed me two words and then turned and left. This time he didn't go into the kitchen, but went back to his room.

Shrugged, is cabbage soup so delicious?I went to the kitchen for a walk, but I couldn’t find that pot of old duck again. Did I finally give up after a night of tossing and cook a different soup instead?
I didn't think much about it, I packed my things and went to work first.

The court is very cold today, and the colleagues in the office are almost busy with their work, chatting about the reunion in the next few days.I heard from Lingling that Wu Mi's divorce case will not be heard until the next year. It seems that there are no major cases that need to be tried before the year.I was going to have dinner at noon, and just as I walked out of the court with Lingling, a little boy suddenly ran over and hugged my leg, crying—Mom!
All the colleagues who came out together immediately looked sideways at me, and Lingling stared at me in astonishment: "Lawyer Jia, don't you, you have such a big son?"

In fact, I was even more surprised than her. Where did this kid come from?How did you get the wrong person?

I looked around and saw no one who looked like the child’s mother, so I bent down and squatted down helplessly to pull some boys away and asked, “Is your mother missing?” The boy cried very sadly with two lines of tears on his face, and he hugged me with both hands. Sobbing in his arm, he said, "Mom, don't you want little walnut? What did little walnut do wrong? Mom told me that I must change."

At this time, colleagues gathered around and asked where the child came from, why the child called me mother, and some even said that I had secretly given birth to a son.Lingling was the most weird. She pointed at the child with trembling fingers and said that he would not be the child of the divorce case.

I have the urge to roll my eyes. In the divorce case between Wu Mi and Wei Lai, their child was only three years old, and the child looked seven or eight years old.And if it was my son, wouldn't I have a baby at the age of 20?

20 years old!My heart suddenly skipped a beat. When was the last time Wei Lai was pregnant?
It's not my fault for thinking wildly, but I really can't figure out how this kid got involved with me.

Is it really the wrong person?

"What's the matter?" Xiao Dong came back from the outside and asked us when he saw us gathered here.

I don't need to answer, Lingling raised her voice first and said: "There is a child crying for our lawyer Jia to be his mother, but lawyer Jia doesn't seem to know him." Xiao Dong raised his eyebrows, and the boy shrank into my arms when he came over. Shrunk, looking terrified.

"Have you looked around for anyone who lost a child?"

"I haven't had time to find it yet."

Xiao Dong coldly reprimanded: "Then hurry up and look for it." Then all the onlookers dispersed, leaving only the little boy who was holding on to me tightly.

Xiao Dong looked at us amusedly: "I didn't know that you are so destined to be a child, but you are such a big son." I felt that my head was getting bigger, and I wanted to let go of my arms several times, but the boy grabbed them Not letting go, he had to give up and said: "Don't gloat, think of a way to solve the problem in front of you first."

"Take it in first."

Ordered takeout from the chicken wing bucket.

The boy was finally willing to let go of my hand after he had something to eat, and he concentrated on eating the chicken wings with a satisfied face.

When I was wondering, Xiao Dong said from the side: "Is there any need to think about it? Whose child can really admit the wrong mother, of course it is someone you know." I was stunned, his words made sense, but, "I really don't know him."

"Just because you don't know him doesn't mean you don't know his family. Think about who would play such a prank on you."

I racked my brains and thought for a long time, but I never thought that any of my classmates or friends would have such a big son, and even ran to the gate of the court to play tricks on me.

Suddenly, a monotone bell rang in the quiet space. I followed the sound and found that the boy pulled up his sleeve to reveal the smart watch on his wrist.Xiaodong and I looked at each other, and then the boy connected the watch phone in front of us, and said: "Mom, I'm eating chicken wings."

If it weren't for the boy's good outfit, I would really suspect that he was blackmailed.

The female voice from the watch was vague: "Stinky boy, when are you going to come out? Your dad and I are still waiting outside." The boy replied: "What's the rush, wait until I finish eating the chicken wings my aunt bought. "

Wait a minute, what did he just say?Auntie?mean me?
"Zhou Jinghe!" The woman's low voice feigned anger, and a black line appeared on my forehead. I knew who this child was.

Xiao Dong is right, there is no child in this world who admits to his mother wrongly, and the one surnamed Zhou who will appear next to me is such a big child, I only think of one person.

The boy finally agreed to leave after I offered to bring the bucket of wings.Walking out of the court gate, I saw a black Mercedes-Benz nanny car opened the door, and a man and a woman stepped out from left to right.The boy came to hold my hand and introduced me without any unfamiliarity: "Auntie, those are my mother and father."

The man walked up to the woman's shoulders, his gaze stayed on my face for two seconds, and then he said, "Xiaoru."

I was really flattered that the boss of the Zhou family was the first person he met when he returned to China, and he gave me such a big "meeting gift".The man and woman in front of me are Zhou Nian, the boss of the Zhou family, and his wife Han Jingxue. Needless to say, the boy holding my hand is their son.

Han Jingxue was not as deep as Zhou Nian, and said to me with a gentle smile on her face: "Xiao Ru, it was our family Zhou Jinghe who joked with you just now, you don't mind."

I replied stiffly with a smile: "I don't mind. Why did my elder brother and sister-in-law come to my place?"

"It's not the little walnut, it's just that Zhou Jinghe wanted to see his aunt. I discussed with Anian whether I should come to you first. Xiaoru, are you busy with work in the afternoon? If you are not busy, please help us take care of Xiao Walnut, Anian and I haven't been back to City A for so many years, we want to go shopping."

I want to say no: "Why don't you take the baby with you?"

Unexpectedly, the mother and son said in unison: "No."

The boy first complained: "I don't want to go shopping with her, it's an abuse to me."

Han Jingxue stared: "Who wants to take you anymore? You are just an oil bottle and a light bulb."

The boy made a grimace, and shrank behind me when Zhou Nian looked down.Zhou Nian raised his eyes and looked at me, "Xiao Ru, let's have dinner together tonight, and I will ask the third child to inform you of the address."

Zhou Nian's speech has the aura of a leader to his subordinates, which makes people have to accept it.

When I led Little Walnut back to the court, Xiao Dong couldn't help asking: "How did you bring him back?"

My answer is, it's hard to say.

(End of this chapter)