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Chapter 190 Past events ([-])

"...Father, I'm back."

"Oh, are you back?"

Han Yu was taken aback for a moment, looking at Father Lin who looked normal in front of him, the nervousness that was ready to confess everything suddenly relaxed.

"Ah, how long are you going to stay there to watch? Come and help me soon!"

Seeing Han Yu standing blankly in the entrance, Father Lin was standing at the door of the kitchen, wearing an apron, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and beckoned to him with a look of displeasure.

"Ah... yes, here we come."

Han Yu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in a daze, took off his down jacket, rolled up the cuffs of the fine fleece sweater he was wearing inside, and followed Father Lin into the kitchen.

"These are yours, do you remember how to deal with the ingredients for the troop pot?"

Blinking his eyes, looking at the jar of pickles and a few onions in front of his eyes, Han Yu turned his head to look at Father Lin, who was cutting his luncheon meat on his chopping board, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say anything. After washing his hands, he picked up the kitchen knife.

Lin Yunyu did not learn any Korean food before, but the army pot is an exception. It is also the easiest Korean food to master. It is similar to hot pot, or it is actually hot pot. You only need to simply cut the ingredients into slices and put them in the Cook it all together.So Han Yu didn't worry too much about it, not to mention that he and his father would eat it when it was cooked.

"Hey Yigu... Really, ah, boy, how many years have you been an army pot and you are still like this."

Putting down the knife to rest his sore neck, Father Lin turned his head to take a look, and couldn't help but rolled his eyes. The face that had been too indifferent since Han Yu just entered the door finally revealed a sulky smile. meaning.

He copied the kitchen knife in the hand of this kid who didn't know how many times he had explained it to him, and used the tip of the knife to pick up the ingredients on the chopping board that were obviously cut into weird shapes, and then he was a little angry at this guy. The brat said: "Ah, kid, you didn't do it on purpose, did you? Last time your knife skills were obviously pretty good. Or, did you develop a habit? It's like this when you make army pots? Hey, you Have you forgotten the lesson that Yuner taught you before?!"

Yoona used to be...

Han Yu, who was still in a daze just now because he was distracted by thinking about things, was suddenly reprimanded by Lin's father, was suddenly startled again.

Looking down at the ingredients on the chopping board that were really not in line with his usual level, Han Yu's face seemed to have some inexplicable changes...

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"Cough! Cough!"

"Ah? Yuner, Yuner, ah~ Dad! Dad!"

"Yun, Yun'er... Dad!!"

It seems to be the same but somewhat different environment. There are three people around a dining table, a girl, a little girl, and a boy.

The little girl was about five or six years old, she was wearing a pink princess dress, she looked very cute and cute, but at this moment, she opened her watery little eyes, her little face was flushed, and her little hands were waving wildly. From time to time, he touched his thin neck and coughed continuously, as if he was choking on something.

As for the other boys and girls, they were eleven or twelve years old and fifteen or sixteen years old respectively. They all stood up and gathered around the little girl, their faces were full of anxiety, especially the boy among the two, a pair of The deep and bright black eyes were full of anxiety and self-blame, and in the center of the dining table where the three of them were sitting, there was a steaming hot pot-like thing mixed with many ingredients.

"What happened?!"

Hearing the anxious yelling of the teenagers, a man in his 40s hurried out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife in his hand.

"Father! Yun, Yun'er choked on the potatoes!"

"what?!"

Immediately his face was also anxious, the man glanced at the little girl with a flushed face, quickly put down the kitchen knife in his hand, picked up the little girl, and patted the little girl on the back hard, ignoring the pain in his heart.

"Pfft! Cough cough..."

This trick was really effective, just a few times, an "unidentified object" spewed out of the little girl's mouth at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and a trace of crystal saliva was drawn out.

"Ahem, wow~ Dad~ I just felt so uncomfortable~!"

The man who was suddenly relieved patted his little chest lightly again, and the little girl finally recovered, and now her fleshy little face was filled with the joy of being alive after a catastrophe. Immediately afterwards, a burst of A crisp cry sounded.

"It's okay~ It's okay~ It's all OPPA's fault, it's all this stupid OPPA's fault, for cutting the potato cubes for Yoona to be so big, come on, let's hit him, hit him."

While comforting the little girl who was pouting and hugging her neck crying uncontrollably, the man stared fiercely at the silent boy who retreated to the side, and gently grabbed the little girl's chubby lotus root as he spoke. arms to slap the boy.

The young man stood silently on the side, facing the little hand that was pulled over by the big hand and patted him, neither dodging nor dodging. A pair of deep and bright black eyes quietly watched the little girl who was hugging the man's neck and pouting desperately. His deep eyes were full of self-blame and distress.

"Play OPPA?"

Hearing the man's words, the little girl's crying stopped suddenly. She blinked her moist little eyes and turned to look at the boy who was silently standing aside and looking at her guiltily. Her little brows frowned immediately. The little mouth chewed even higher, pulled his fleshy little hand out of the man's big hand, and shouted loudly: "No! Why did you hit Yuner's OPPA? Dad is a bad guy! Hmph!"

As he spoke, that fleshy little hand unceremoniously "heavy" patted the man's arm.

Couldn't help being stunned for a moment, the man looked at the porcelain doll in his arms who was obviously turning his elbows "outside" and looked like a calf protector, and there was a bit of a dumbfounding expression on his face.

"Hmph! Dad is bad! Yuner doesn't want Dad anymore!"

As if she felt that she could not relieve her anger after being patted, the little girl kicked a few times with her small meaty legs, and she was about to break free from the man's arms in an instant. Fearing that she would be hurt, the man had no choice but to put her on the ground in a half-following manner.

"Crack, snap, snap."

"OPPAOPPA～"

With little feet, he ran up to the boy's side, blinking his eyes vigorously, with a big smile on his fleshy face, and raised his two little hands, pointing at the boy. The same little thumb said, "OPPA's troop pot is delicious! Yoona likes it so much~! OPPA, let's make it for Yoona next time!"

His deep eyes trembled, looking at the short figure beside him, seeing the bright smile on her face, the boy's still immature face was complicated for a while, with self-blame and happiness at the same time. , but in the end, all the emotions turned into the same bright smiling face, he lowered his body and slightly hugged the little girl, put his forehead against her forehead, deliberately touched the tip of his nose with the tip of the little one, causing a burst of giggling crisp laughter.

"Okay, OPPA...I'll make it for you next time."

Looking at the little girl in front of her who is smiling so small and wide open, showing two rows of crocodile-like teeth without knowing it, those smiling eyes shining like stars are full of love...

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(End of this chapter)