"mom!"
"What are you doing?"
"Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry!"
When Ji Xun got home from school, he rushed straight to the kitchen as soon as he put down his schoolbag.
He is in the growing stage now, and eating ten meals a day is not enough.
Gu Hanqiu, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, didn't even raise his head and replied directly:
"Can't you see with your eyes on top of your head?"
"Are you still asking me what I'm doing?"
"Taking off your pants to fart is a waste of time."
"There's still some egg fried rice in the pot that your brother made at noon."
While Gu Hanqiu was speaking, Ji Xun had already opened the lid of the pot. Seeing that there was still a lot of leftover rice in the pot, he did not mind. He turned on the gas tank and prepared to heat up the rice before eating.
Ji Mingzhu is a girl and doesn't eat much, so she wasn't very hungry at the moment. She put down her schoolbag, sat on the sofa, and watched TV with her mother.
In the 1970s and 1980s, when there was a lack of entertainment, no child could resist the fun of television, not even Ji Mingzhu.
However, with Gu Hanqiu as her support, she did not continue to indulge in it. After all, her mother's Iron Sand Palm was not to be trifled with.
Gu Hanqiu glanced at her daughter who came over, said nothing, and continued watching TV.
The reason why classics are called classics is that they never get boring.
For example, she has watched Journey to the West so many times before and still enjoys it.
Gu Hanqiu even wondered if he had been too idle recently, otherwise why would he be looking for bloopers in Journey to the West.
Just as Gu Hanqiu put his eyes on the TV, Ji Xun came out with a hot meal.
While eating rice in big mouthfuls, he complained to Gu Hanqiu.
"mom!"
"My brother is back at noon?"
"I came back specifically to cook for you?"
"Mom, can't you just do it yourself and let my brother worry less?"
"Look at you, you're already such a grown-up, and you still want my brother to come back and cook for you every day? Why are you so spoiled?"
Ji Mingzhu, who was originally concentrating on watching TV, almost got her eyes popped out of her head when she heard what her brother said.
Dear brother, it’s been too long since you were beaten by mom. Are you missing her iron fist?
How dare you say that to your mother?
I'm afraid he thinks life has been too good lately.
Afraid of being splashed with blood, Ji Mingzhu secretly moved to the side.
Gu Hanqiu didn't let Ji Mingzhu's action go in vain. He simply grabbed a handful of peanuts on the table and threw them hard at Ji Xun.
"What's wrong with me? So what if I'm just spoiled?"
"Your brother and your father are willing to spoil me."
"What? Are you envious? Jealous?"
"Humph! When I gave birth to you, I shouldn't have given you a mouth."
Don’t think that Gu Hanqiu just threw out a handful of peanuts. The force was quite strong and it would hurt if it hit someone.
Ji Xun reacted quickly and had already moved away from his spot when Gu Hanqiu made a move.
Gu Hanqiu knew his son very well, and the direction he threw was exactly the direction Ji Xun dodged.
By the time Ji Xun discovered it and wanted to dodge, it was too late.
The peanuts fell on him like raindrops, hitting him so hard that it hurt.
He jumped up and down, dodged left and right, but still couldn't avoid the attack and was covered in red spots.
Even though he was in pain all over, Ji Xun did not put down the bowl in his hand.
Seeing that Gu Hanqiu was angry, he immediately retreated into the kitchen and walked out slowly after finishing his meal.
He slapped himself in the face as he walked.
"Why can't you just be patient?"
"You know she's a tigress, you can't touch her or talk to her, but you still say such mean things!"
Just as Ji Xun was seriously reflecting on himself, he suddenly felt that the aura around him was not right, and he quickly looked up towards the living room.
The mother who was sitting on the sofa watching TV disappeared, leaving only the sister huddled in the corner of the sofa, looking at him... behind with a gloating look.
Ji Xun prayed to all the gods and Buddhas in his heart, and then turned back cautiously.
Isn’t the person behind him his dear mother?
His face is just a little dark, comparable to Guan Gong's.
Ji Xun forced a flattering smile and said stiffly:
"mom!"
"Ha...haha...what a coincidence! You're here too?"
Gu Hanqiu, with a sullen face, also imitated Ji Xun and sneered back at him.
"What a coincidence!"
"How else would I know that my dear son actually called me a tigress?"
After he finished speaking, Gu Hanqiu didn't give Ji Xun a chance to explain and just raised his fist and started beating him.
"My Tigress?"
"Very good!"
"Today I will show you what a real tigress is."
Ji Xun naturally would not stay there and wait for Gu Hanqiu to beat him. He ran around the living room, dodging the iron fists from the tigress.
"ah!"
"Mom, don't hit my face!"
"Ah! My mouth! It's rotten!"
"I was wrong! I won't do it again!"
"Don't dare anymore? I think you dare very much!"
"What you said is like a fart, it stinks. I have to rinse your mouth well today."
In this way, the mother and son staged a chase in the living room.
The originally tidy living room was turned into a mess by the mother and son.
Ji Mingzhu sat calmly watching TV. She was tired of watching the battle between mother and son, and she thought Journey to the West was more interesting.
The chase ended with Ji Xun's failure. His face was covered with bruises, and his mouth was swollen by Gu Hanqiu, like a sausage mouth.
Under the oppression of the tigress, the loser Ji Xun began to tidy up the living room that they had just messed up with a sense of grievance.
When Ji Heng got home from get off work, he saw his mother and sister sitting together, talking and laughing while watching TV, while his younger brother was tidying things around the house with his head down.
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