Engineer Yang frowned noticeably, but still nodded in agreement.
After leaving Gao's house, Engineer Yang returned to his own home next door. As soon as he entered, he saw his wife scolding their son, Shitou, again.
"You brat, you never give your mother a moment's peace. You can't even hold a bowl properly. Tell me, what kind of person are you going to be in the future?"
It turned out that the stone had broken the bowl.
Mr. Yang was still quite reluctant to see his son being scolded by his mother.
"Honey, come here for a second, I have something to tell you."
Yang Lin then stopped and walked towards her husband:
"What's wrong? Didn't you go to Gao's house?" he asked suspiciously.
Yang took his wife's hand and walked towards the room. Yang Lin, who was being led around, was quite curious.
"What's going on? Do we really have to talk about it in the room?"
The stone, which wanted to eavesdrop, naturally failed.
What Engineer Yang was going to say was obvious: he would tell his wife not to contact their hometown for a while, and he would definitely question her about whether she was involved in that matter.
During the Chinese New Year, the three of us went back home, and there was a feeling that was hard to explain.
For such a long period of time, who would believe that your family of three had nothing to do with this matter?
Moreover, wasn't it because Stone secretly hid that thing, wanting to share it with his little brother Tuanzi, that it was discovered?
Inside the room, the couple were having a private conversation. Outside, Shi Tou had already swept up the broken bowl and was eavesdropping through the door of his parents' room.
Unfortunately, the conversation inside was very quiet; you could almost hear the voices, but you couldn't make out what they were saying at all.
After listening for a while, Stone lost interest.
......
next door.
Gao Dan had no idea what the situation was like in Yang Gong's family, but he could guess a bit about it.
But the questions that needed to be asked have been asked. As for how things will turn out in the end, that's a matter for later.
At this moment, Gao Dan was cooking noodles in the kitchen. Seeing the water in the pot boiling, he rummaged through a cabinet and pulled out a handful of dried noodles, throwing them directly into the pot.
As for the seasonings, it was simply some soy sauce, vinegar, salt, MSG, and chili oil.
If his wife were home, things wouldn't be so simple. Every time they ate noodles, she would first stir-fry a pot of very fragrant and delicious meat sauce.
With the meat sauce, not only the noodles, but even the noodle soup tastes much better.
But there's no one home right now, so we'll just have to make do.
Boiling noodles doesn't take much time; it's probably the simplest thing to do.
However, when Gao Dan ate the slender noodles he had cooked, perhaps his taste had been spoiled too much by his wife. He hadn't noticed anything different before, but this time, he felt that he had cooked them terribly.
But there was nothing we could do but make do with what we had.
He was pitifully eating the awful noodles he had cooked, completely oblivious to the fact that on the other side, his young wife and foolish son were worlds apart from him.
Over at the new house, because they had been running around outside all morning, it was naturally much later when they got home to cook. And since there were a few people there, it was no surprise that by the time the food was ready, it was already past lunchtime.
Several dishes were served, and the two little ones came over following the aroma:
"Wow, it smells so good! It's meat!" The little dumpling pointed at the steaming meat on the plate, and if you weren't mistaken, the little one was constantly swallowing saliva.
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