The Prodigal Son Reborn

Yuzhang stared blankly at the card in his hand, not recovering for a long time.Before getting married, he had always dreamed of saving money to buy a small house of his own; after he got married, he lived in the general's mansion, which was cold and utterly devoid of the warmth of home; house? !This, this is not a dream, right?

When Xia Mo saw him in a dazed and shocked state, he felt both amused and distressed. He wrapped his hands around the man's thin body, rested his chin on the man's shoulder, and said solemnly, "Dad, this is our home."

"our home?"

"Yes, our home..."

"It's still early, let's take out the things in the space ring and put them away, and then go to the city at 4:00 to buy food, vegetables, fruits, and seasonings. Let's cook at home tonight, shall we? "

"well……"

After an agreement, the big room belongs to the father, and the small room belongs to the son.

In the following time, the two first cleaned the dust off the tables, cabinets, and chairs, and then mopped the floor. The size of the room was not large, and the division of labor and cooperation was quick.

After the water evaporated, I started to take out the things in the space ring and tidy them up one by one.It was midsummer, only a thin quilt was needed on the bed, and the rest of the heavy quilts were put in the closet.The father and son don't have many clothes, and the sum of all the odds and zeros can't fill up the closet.In addition to those basic daily necessities, the late summer also took out the small vases and ornamental plants brought in from the general's mansion and put them in order.

Seeing this, Yuzhang smiled and glared at him, and Xia Mo laughed cheekily.

After everything has been tidied up, the lack of things in the house will be settled, such as toilet paper, washbasin, washing powder, dish soap, dishcloth...

At 3:30 in the afternoon, the two set off to buy things at a small market closest to Exxon.At the end of Xia Xia, he bought a lot in one go, such as rice, noodles, quick-frozen food... they were all taken in whole bags, and Yuzhang couldn't stop them.

After a lot of shopping, it was more than 5:00 to go home.

Yuzhang looked at the ingredients he had bought, and said, "Let's make Xiaolongbao and fish soup for rice at night, so that we have vegetables, meat, and staple food."

Xia Mo's eyes lit up, "Xiaolongbao? Is that the Chinese Xiaolongbao that has been passed down thousands of years ago?"

Yuzhang poured some flour and water into the basin, and began to stir skillfully, "Yes."

"Father, it's not easy for you to know this kind of thing."

Yuzhang looked up at him, but kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

Xia Mo walked around the kitchen several times, "Dad, I have to do something, otherwise I will be very boring."

"You?" Yuzhang took the time to glance at him, "Help me wash the rice."

"Okay!" Xia Mo got the order, and immediately opened the bag of rice. Just as she was about to scoop it up, she suddenly remembered that she didn't know how much to scoop it up, so she asked with a bitter face, "Dad, how many grains of rice do we need?"

"How many?" Yuzhang frowned, and couldn't help but worry deeply: "It's still an Omega, who can't even do basic housework. Which Alpha dares to ask you in the future?"

At the end of Xia: "..."