Zhou Mingming looked aggrieved, he was still hungry!
Lin Yi was surprised. "I've never heard of a chef going hungry. You're our head chef now. If you haven't eaten, go ahead and cook. You have all the funds. Your mom and I haven't eaten either. But it's getting late today. Eating too much is bad for your health. Don't cook too much."
Forgot about this...
Zhou Mingming smiled awkwardly: "You're right, it's too late to eat. Why don't we not eat tonight and cleanse our stomachs together?"
Ling Shuang raised her hand to object: "I'm on the night shift today, I have to eat, I can't handle it."
Lin Yi: "I have to eat something too. If I don't eat anything, I won't be able to sleep at night. You don't want to eat anymore? If you don't want to eat, just do less. Go quickly."
"Do you want me to cook even if I don't want to eat it?"
Lin Yi: "That's a ridiculous question. Can the canteen chef close the canteen just because he's not hungry?"
.......
There was no way to escape it no matter what. Zhou Mingming washed the rice, boiled water, cooked a pot of porridge, opened a bag of pickled mustard greens, and washed two salted duck eggs. When he was cutting the eggs, the eggs were disobedient and he cut his hand and it bled.
Fortunately, there are two doctors in his family, and they always have various daily medicines at home. They disinfected and bandaged his wound in minutes. I don’t know if it was Lin Yi’s prank. It was obviously just a small cut on the index finger of his left hand, but he wrapped the gauze as if it was free, starting from the index finger and finally wrapping the whole left hand.
She also tied a bow around his neck, pulled a bandage, and hung his left hand around his neck.
Zhou Mingming looked confused: "Does it need to be wrapped like this?"
Lin Yi adjusted the angle of the bow again: "Gauze also has a shelf life. This gauze has been stored for two years. If it is not used again, it will expire. I might as well give it to you at a discount."
......
"Dad, are you teasing me?" Zhou Mingming looked back and forth between Lin Yi and his own hand suspiciously.
Lin Yi: "Is it so obvious?"
Zhou Mingming screamed, "I knew it was like this. I saw it this morning. How could you be like this? You went out to eat and asked your underage son to pay the bill, then ran away and even took the food away."
Lin Yi, however, looked innocent: "The food you packed is for your mother. Didn't we agree on this? You're responsible for paying for all three meals a day? You signed and stamped your fingerprints on it in black and white. Is your memory so bad now, son?"
Zhou Mingming didn't want to talk anymore, and the one-armed hero ate his porridge in silence.
After dinner, Ling Shuang went straight to work. Zhou Mingming didn't want to wash the dishes and tried to escape by using his hand injury as an excuse.
Lin Yi said, "Okay, leave it there. We can wash it tomorrow. It's time for us to get going."
"Let's go? Where to go so late at night?" Zhou Mingming showed resistance on his face. This shouldn't be what he thought!
"It's the game hall. Hurry up and change your clothes. I treated you yesterday, and today it's your turn to treat me." Lin Yi said happily.
Zhou Mingming involuntarily stepped back and refused three times: "I won't go. I feel sick. Don't ask me. I don't have any money."
But Lin Yi didn't let him go: "Let's go, it's fun. Don't you young people love it the most? In the past, you didn't listen when I told you not to go. Now your dad doesn't object and will go with you. What's there to be unhappy about?" After saying that, he reached out to pull him.
Zhou Mingming hugged the door frame tightly and struggled violently: "Dad, staying up late is bad for your health. Let's go to bed early today."
Lin Yi said he had slept all day and had already recovered from the jet lag, so he didn't need to sleep any more. He pulled his arm again.
In the game hall, the aftereffects of spending hundreds of game coins last night came back. Zhou Mingming dry-heaved twice, then vomited.
Lin Yi jumped up and down as he tried to avoid it. He complained to his adopted son with a look of disgust: "Ugh, that's so disgusting! I'll give you ten minutes, clean it up quickly." Coward.
After saying that, he covered his nose and hid back in his bedroom, closing the door tightly.
Zhou Mingming was also nauseated by his own vomit, but was this his real father? He had already vomited, but instead of offering any concern or comfort, he actually avoided him with disgust. If he wanted to avoid him, then he could do so. But he was so heartless that he had to let him clean up in a limited time?
Ugh~
He ripped off the gauze on his left hand and cleaned the filth on the ground while pinching his nose. It was so disgusting. Ugh.
Zhou Mingming vomited out all the food he had eaten in the evening, and his stomach was empty. Fortunately, his cruel father who was playful and ruthless finally didn't mention the idea of going to the game hall with him.
As the night deepened, Zhou Mingming took a shower and tightened his belt around his stomach before going to bed.
Grandma, I miss you so much...
Half asleep and half awake, he seemed to hear the sound of the security door at home opening and closing. He muttered a few words and fell into a deep sleep again.
? (Yin and Yang divide the dusk and dawn)
Lin Yi really couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned for more than two hours. The longer he lay there, the more energetic he became. He got up and put on his clothes. He deliberately made some noise when he left and stood at the door for a few minutes. His silly son was still sleeping soundly. Okay, no need to go to the game hall tonight.
He went straight to the cinema, bought a night show pass, and planned to spend the night there.
Others who went to nightclubs were mostly in pairs, whispering or being affectionate with each other, but he was the only one who shook out a long-sleeved jacket, put it on inside out, and watched the show alone and seriously.
He hadn't seen many movies from this dimension, but he was quite interested.
The night show lasted until the sun rose and the sky became bright in the east. Lin Yi's eyes were red from staying up all night. The effect was very good. He walked out of the cinema, stretched, and prepared to find a place to eat and then go home on time.
When he got home, he looked downstairs at the window of his son's room. Seeing that the curtains were open, he knew that the child was awake, so he went upstairs with peace of mind.
Zhou Mingming was furious. He looked at his father, who was tiptoeing to open the door and change his shoes, with a look of disapproval on his face. "Where have you been? To the arcade again?"
Lin Yi looked guilty and nodded hesitantly.
Zhou Mingming, a young man over 1.7 meters tall, put his hands on his waist and glared: "Is it so fun? How old are you? Don't you work? Aren't you afraid that my grandma will be furious if she finds out that you are not doing your job properly?"
ε\u003d(′ο｀*)))Hey, as he was talking, it felt like something wasn't right. Why did this sound so familiar?
Lin Yi was uncharacteristically sad and depressed. "My son doesn't even go to school anymore, so why should I go to work? As long as you don't rely on me, I won't expect you to achieve anything in the future. We just need to take care of ourselves."
Zhou Mingming: "I, I, I..., you, you, you..."
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