Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 250

Putting the last soup on the table, Zhang Ya took off her apron and said, “Fang Yi, the meal is ready, come sit down!”

“Good Le!”

Fang Yi responded, picked up Zhang Yutong who was playing around on him, and walked towards the dining table.

Put the little girl on the seat first, and then he sits down~.

“Fang Yi, I wanted to invite you to an outside restaurant. It’s just that my mother has been inconvenient to move recently and can’t live without people at home, so I can only wrong you.” Putting the apron on the seat, Zhang Ya apologized.

Fang Yi chuckled: “Sister Zhang is too polite. Compared to going to a restaurant, I want to taste Sister Zhang’s craftsmanship more.”

“…”

Zhang Ya was slightly taken aback by this, and she didn’t know how to answer it.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yi raised his eyebrows and immediately understood.

What I said seems to be okay, I can’t think about it, especially in the situation like Zhang Ya, when I think about it, the taste changes.

After regaining consciousness, Zhang Ya pursed her mouth and smiled: “My craftsmanship is not good. Don’t dislike it after you taste it.”

Just as Fang Yi picked up the chopsticks, Zhang Yutong on the side said solemnly: “Dad, you haven’t washed your hands yet.”

The little girl yelled naturally, but it seemed a bit embarrassing to Zhang Ya’s ears.

Fang Yi saw the embarrassment flashing in Zhang Ya’s eyes, got up and picked up the little girl, and said, “Okay, then let’s wash our hands!”

Seeing one big and one small entering the bathroom, Zhang Ya’s expression was a little complicated.

“It’s a pity, I’m too young…”

After whispering softly, she immediately shook her head again and laughed: “What are you thinking about!”

As a woman with a failed marriage, love has become extremely remote for her.

Poetry and the distance have left her, and all that is left is the sorrow in front of her.

Take care of the mother carefully, fulfill the responsibility of a child, strive to raise the daughter, and fulfill the obligation of a mother…

These are the things she should consider now.

Zhang Ya doesn’t mind the second marriage, but in her mind, the second marriage has nothing to do with the so-called love, and has nothing to do with herself. She just wants to find a man to make up for Zhang Yutong’s missing paternal love.

After all, no matter how perfect she did, she couldn’t replace her father’s care.

She is a woman herself, so she knows this very well.

In Zhang Ya’s view, Fang Yi is a very suitable second marriage candidate.

My daughter likes him very much. It can be seen that he also likes Zhang Yutong from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Ya was very satisfied with all his conditions.

Although the two have no feelings for the time being, they can be cultivated slowly.

It’s just a pity, Fang Yi is too young, and he should look down upon himself.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ya pulled up a bitter smile at the corner of her mouth.

…

In the bathroom.

One big and one small stood by the sink, gently rubbing their hands.

While washing, the little girl said, “Dad, you have to count to 15 times.”

“Okay, that Yutong will help me count.” Fang Yi smiled slightly.

“good!”

Zhang Yutong responded sharply, and then began to count seriously.

“One, two, three, four… fifteen.”

“Okay, Dad, you can flush out the bubbles.”

This was the first time she had washed her hands with Fang Yi, and the little girl looked very happy.

Usually Zhang Ya and her wash their hands hundreds of times, which is not as good as this time with Fang Yi.

Because Fang Yi has something that Zhang Ya can’t give, fatherly love.

In this regard, Tang Wan is actually very similar to Zhang Yutong.

Think about it carefully, except for Han Ning, Fang Yi seems to be both boyfriend and father to the women around him.

Such as Zhao Wanqiu, such as Tang Wan, and Zhang Yutong…

Perhaps this also confirms one thing on the side, that is, Fang Yi, which is more popular with girls who lack paternal love.

Think about it too, tall and handsome, speaking and decently, not as frivolous as other boys, but calm and restrained.

A sense of security, stability, and occasional humor and little romance.

These characteristics almost satisfy the fantasies of most girls about their fathers.

In fact, most women’s mate selection criteria are based on their father as a reference subconsciously.

This can also explain why both Zhang Yutong in the previous life and the little girl now like Fang Yi very much.

The causal logic is clear.

…

After washing off the foam and shaking off the water stains on his hands, Fang Yi returned to the living room with the little girl in his arms.

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Taking advantage of the efforts of the two of them to wash their hands, Zhang Ya arranged the dishes and chopsticks and took out several bottles of beer from the refrigerator.

“Drink?”

Zhang Ya picked up a bottle of beer and asked.

“Okay, have a drink!” Fang Yi did not refuse.

If you don’t drink, simply eating meals always feel a bit awkward.

Alcohol is a good catalyst, it can wipe away all embarrassment and restraint.

And just a few bottles of beer. With his current physical fitness, he can metabolize alcohol in at most an hour without affecting driving.

Seeing his promise, Zhang Ya immediately opened two bottles of beer, and after pouring him a glass, he poured himself a glass.

Picking up the glass, she thanked: “Fang Yi, thank you so much for what happened last time, to toast you a glass.”

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“Sister Zhang is too polite, now I am Yutong’s godfather.” Fang Yi touched her lightly, and then drank it all.

After a glass of refreshing beer, Fang Yi only felt appetite.

Beer has an appetizing effect.

It used to be hot in the summer and couldn’t eat. Fang Yucheng would let Fang Yi drink a sip of beer. After drinking, he would have an appetite.

To his surprise, Zhang Ya also drank the beer in the glass in one gulp.

“Previous work required regular social entertainment, so I can drink some.”

Seeming to find the surprise in his eyes, Zhang Ya explained with a smile, and then greeted: “Fang Yi, you are welcome, let’s have a taste.”

“good!”

Fang Yi picked up the chopsticks and clamped a piece of chicken wing.

Tonight’s dishes are very rich, with cola chicken wings, vinegared celery, braised crucian carp, mushrooms, green vegetables, marinated platter, plus a winter melon roast duck soup.

You heard it right, it’s winter melon roast duck soup.

To be honest with this soup, let alone outsiders, even many natives in Jiangsu have never heard of it.

Not to mention, Zhang Ya’s craftsmanship is quite good, and the cola chicken wings can be salty and sweet, and requires certain skills.

After tasting the chicken wings, Fang Yi praised: “It tastes very good!”

Zhang Ya smiled lightly: “If you like it, eat more.”

“Dad, I also want to eat cola chicken wings.”

At this moment, the little girl poked his arm lightly, looking expectantly. earth.