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The big black fish opens and closes its mouth in the basin, with round eyes, whether it has seen sadness, if there is an afterlife, it can either be a fish swimming in the river, or it can go to the dining table calmly.Every fish killed has its own sorrow.Don't think about these things that hurt the spring and autumn, or you will become a vegetarian in the future, but ah, plants are also life, and they also hurt.If you think too much, you can only go hungry. Hungry is small, and death is big.Following the laws of nature, it cannot be said that human beings are cruel.

Lu Juying soaked the packed chicken feathers in the water, picked up the mushrooms next to her, and later made chicken feathers fried with mushrooms, and the mushrooms turned into mushroom slices, and her thoughts were fragmented like mushrooms, and she was getting older , think more.

She is a mother, she hopes that her son will be good, and she hopes to find a good girl so that her son can have a warm home.Lu Juying doesn't know that this is cruel to other girls, but she is Jiang Yitian's mother... Lu Juying promises that she will treat that girl well in the future.

Mother Jiang paused while cutting the mushrooms, and sighed helplessly, looking at the clear sky outside the window, her son wanted to join the army, and it was such a good day.The sun was so bright that it hurt people's eyes. Under the sun, Lu Juying could never forget her son's bright smile for the rest of her life.

Wipe off the sliced ​​mushrooms attached to the kitchen knife. Mother Jiang gathers the sliced ​​mushrooms and puts them aside. She grabs the fish out of the basin, scrapes the scales, removes the internal organs, digs out the gills, and beats them with flour to remove the mucus. Let the son do it.

The youngest son not only looks like Jiang Xinzhi, the youngest brother of Jiang’s father who he only met once, but also his persistence in wanting to join the army. Jiang Xinzhi died in the mission at the age of 22. The son almost never came back.Is this the curse of the Jiang family? In every generation of the Jiang family, there is a man whose fate is not going well.

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Jiang Yitian is the youngest son in the family. He has a elder brother Jiang Niannian who is five years older, a brother Jiang Yiyue who is a compatriot, and a younger sister Jiang Yishi who is four years younger than him. This house is where his elder brother Jiang Niannian plans to get married. The wedding room was used, but the marriage was not consummated, so Jiang lived in the house for a day.The house has more than 130 square meters, three bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms. The master bedroom where Jiang Yitian and his son live has an internal bathroom.Jiang Yitian closed the window and turned on the air conditioner. It was 27 degrees, which was high enough. His son hid in the bed and watched Jiang Yitian's movements with his eyes. Peanut hamster.

After entering the bathroom, he picked up his son's special washbasin and put his Doraemon's sky-blue towel in it, filled it with water, cold water, hot water, Jiang did it very carefully all day long, and wished to measure it with a thermometer to find out the right temperature.

Steam was bubbling from the washbasin, blurring the mirror, and the people in the mirror also became blurred. Jiang Yitian reached out to wipe off the mist on the mirror, revealing the bright face inside, blinking his eyes and raising his eyebrows. The person in the mirror also blinked and raised his eyebrows, "It's still alive, isn't it?"

The empty voice in the empty bathroom shocked the speaker, how could he say such words?

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"Son, Dad will wipe it for you." Jiang Yitian said with the most gentle voice while holding the washbasin.

"Oh." Jiang Muhan looked at his father, then lowered his eyes and lifted the quilt to look at his little arms and legs, hoping that his father would be gentle later.

The room was already very hot, and because of his impatience, Jiang Tian felt that he was even hotter. He hurriedly took off the cotton sweater with small strawberries for his son, squeezed a towel and wiped it carefully on his young back, and his big wheat-colored hands were on his back. Comparing the white and tender back, don't look at the son's bulging cheeks and fat, but in fact there is not much flesh on his body, only long ribs, and he can break this small bone with one hand.

"Fenfen, you are too skinny, eat more meat in the future."

"Oh." Jiang Muhan looked at the flowers on the quilt, his father wiped it really hard, bit his lip, and decided not to tell his father, so as not to hurt his self-esteem.

"Wipe off the whole body, and put on a clean cotton sweater."

"Oh." After wiping it off in one pass, he still felt uncomfortable in his armpits, and... "Dad, I don't have the strength."

Jiang Yitian was taken aback, feeling annoyed in his heart. He seemed to often forget that his son was only a four-year-old baby, and he couldn't ask for too much.Jiang Tiantian rubbed his son's soft hair distressedly, and grabbed the cotton sweater in front of the heating lamp. The ones his mother bought were all special cartoon ones. This one had carrots with eyes on it, watery eyes, and a mouth that even opened. nothing.Because it is pure cotton, the collar will get bigger after washing a few times.

This is not the first time that Jiang Yitian has helped his son get dressed, but he is still in a hurry. The child is so weak, and if he is not careful, he will hurt him.Carefully let Fen Fen stick his head in, then raised Fen Fen's limp hands and stuffed them into the sleeves, then pulled them down again, and the cute cotton sweater was ready, and at the same time, Fen Fen's hair became more messy, Jiang Yitian Looking at the son with the chicken nest head, he suppressed a smile.

Fen Fen curled his lips, Dad liked to laugh at others.

In the same way, he wiped his son's lower body and put on the same color cotton wool trousers. Jiang was sweating all day long, and taking care of children was harder than fighting.He wiped his face messily with his son's towel, shook his head, looked at the sky blue towel in his hand, Jiang Yitian knew he was in trouble!Looking at his son with a smirk, "Hehe, Dad will change it for you."

Jiang Muhan pursed his lips, this was his third new towel this month. "Dad, grandma said, if you use my towel again, you will not be allowed to wash your face with it."

"Hehe." Jiang Yitian laughed dryly twice, but his mother could do what she said. "Don't tell grandma this time, you know, dad will buy you more beautiful towels."

Jiang Muhan glanced at the towel in his father's hand. His father said the same thing last time, but his taste was really not good. He didn't think the doraemon was pretty. "Oh." Fenfen is a good boy, he won't embarrass his father.

"Well, dear son."

Jiang Yitian packed up his things, dried his hands and came out. He saw his son struggling with the cashmere sweater. He obviously had no strength and was messing about with his clothes. Jiang Yitian had a smile on his face, but his heart was sour. sour.The child does not have a female mother, so he learns to be independent in many things early on. Even if he wants to take care of him, he is not a woman after all, and many things seem to be in a hurry.

Helping his son get dressed, Jiang Yitian squeezed his son's face, "Let's go to bed after dinner, okay?"

"Ah."

Jiang Muhan had been lying down for several days, and the more he lay down, the softer he became. Taking advantage of the better day, Jiang got his son out of the bed in one day, and dried the quilt in the sun to sterilize and deodorize.

The son wears a lot of clothes, but he is still very light. He is not as heavy as a bag of rice in his arms. Jiang Yitian recalled that when he was a child, he made trouble everywhere and made his father angry. Why is his son so weak? Like a white flour steamed bun.It must be that person's fault. It is really a disaster to create a human being with bad genes!

A certain person has been talked about by Jiang several times a day today, and none of them are good!

Jiang’s mother has already cooked the porridge and is now cooking. Jiang Yitian hugged Jiang Muhan to the sofa, where the sun was just right, and it was warm. “Son, watch TV, dad will pour you a glass of water.”

Jiang Muhan nodded, nestled on the sofa, bathed in the sun, one sheep, two sheep, many sheep in the TV...

My son was sick and didn't want to eat anything. Even if he wasn't sick, Fenfen didn't have the habit of eating snacks. After pouring a glass of water, Jiang opened the grapefruit after thinking about it for a day, tore a few bags and put them within his son's reach. Locally, grapefruit has the functions of regulating qi and reducing phlegm, moistening the lungs and clearing the intestines. It is very effective in relieving cough and getting angry after a cold. It is okay for children to eat more or less.

"Mom, have you finished the fish?" Jiang Yitian saw that the fish had already gone to talk to God about the fish life and ideals, and about reincarnating in the next life and not being a fish anymore. He thought it would be quick to bathe the hands and feet of Fen Fen, why so? After a while, my mother packed up the fish.

Mother Jiang stir-fried chicken feathers and mushrooms, and prepared to serve them out of the pot, "Wait until you come out, the daylilies are getting cold!" Okay, turn on the air conditioner, otherwise, if you take a bath for such a long time, you will have to freeze and catch a cold up.

"Hehe." Jiang Yitian really didn't know what to say, so he quickly cleaned up the fish, sliced ​​the fish belly, put the seasoning on it, pickled it twice to remove the fishy smell, put it aside for later use, waited for the porridge to roll and poured the fish fillets Then add chopped green onion and boil for a while, and then it’s ready to eat. The remaining fish head, fish tail and fish bones are used to make soup. He also bought a piece of tofu and will make it with the fish soup later.

At first, Jiang Yitian learned to cook with his mother, and later... Jiang Yitian shook his head. In his lost memory, he must have learned to cook with someone else, but he couldn't remember who that person was.Now, Jiang Yitian's craftsmanship is better than that of Jiang's mother, especially soup and porridge. Because Fenfen likes to drink soup and porridge, Jiang Yitian gradually pays attention to this aspect of craftsmanship.

Jiang Yitian himself likes to eat dry rice with big pieces of meat and big bowls. It is very good. His son is really delicate and likes soup.Watching the porridge to prevent the board from getting low, Jiang Yitian said to his mother: "Mom, go out and accompany Fenfen, I will make the rest."

"Seeing that you bought pears, I stewed some pears in rock sugar. I bought the old rock sugar, and it's in the cabinet." Mother Jiang said as she untied her apron.

"Oh, I'll do it in a while." Jiang Yitian rubbed his eyes, and his life was getting better and better. It used to be nothing to play online games all night, but now it's just taking care of it.

"I'll turn the quilt over, and you'll sleep with Fen after dinner." Jiang's mother loves her son very much. When she was a child, she was mischievous and troubled her a lot. Now that she's grown up and sensible, it makes people feel distressed.