Drug addiction

"Uh... Mom... this chicken..." Tong Yu looked at the roast chicken in the oven, frowned, and didn't dare to say anything...

Yan Ziqian, who was sitting on the sofa peeling garlic, heard the hesitation in his wife's tone, and quickly asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Tong Yu puffed her cheeks, said two words softly with a look of embarrassment, "I'm confused..."

When Yan Ziqian heard this, he raised his eyebrows in panic, then hurried to the dining table, looked through the glass door of the oven at the grilled chicken lying on the tray, at this moment, the chicken breast was completely dark brown, To put it bluntly, it's just Tong Yu's phrase 'fuzzy' just now...

Reaching out his hand to quickly lower the temperature of the oven, Yan Ziqian frowned and looked at the panic-stricken precious daughter-in-law beside him, his heart suddenly slipped...

'Grandma, this is a big deal...'

Before, Mama Tong was talking about how she must show her talents on New Year’s Day this year. After all, for a family, being able to meet, live together, and live in harmony is a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes, so for this year’s New Year’s Day family Banqueting her must not be sloppy...

When eating last night, Mama Tong put the carefully prepared New Year's Day family banquet menu in front of Grandpa, and Grandpa looked at the mighty twelve hard dishes on the white paper and looked at each other in blank dismay...

'Uh...is that a bit much...'

But how could the two children dare to say such a thing? In the end, it was said that their father discussed with Tong's mother like a spring breeze for more than an hour, and Tong's mother reluctantly chopped off six dishes...

Yan Ziqian likes the strong taste of thick oily red sauce, so the braised pork with tiger skin made by Tong's mother is a must; Yan's father and Tong Yu like to eat fish and shrimp, and steamed sea bass and boiled shrimp are the most suitable for both of them; There are shrimps in the fish, we also have to pay attention to the combination of meat and vegetables, and then stir-fry two small green vegetables and add a cold dish, which can also relieve the greasy...

Mother Tong frowned at the unrecognizable menu that had been scratched in front of her. She suddenly turned her head sideways to think for a while, then took out her mobile phone, and watched over and over again the tutorial of a honey roasted chicken that had been saved long ago. ..

In the end, Mama Tong still insisted on cutting off the cold dish, and naturally added the roasted chicken with honey sauce to the New Year's Day family banquet menu...

At seven o'clock this morning, Tong's mother dragged Yan's father out to the vegetable market. When they came back at 08:30, the two of them were full of ingredients. Yan Ziqian took the plastic bag from Tong's mother and put it in On the cooking table in the kitchen, after returning to the room, he jokingly told his wife that they thought the old couple had emptied the vegetable market...

It was the first time for Mama Tong to make a roast chicken. The ingredients, heat, and even the weight of the chicken were strictly in accordance with the tutorial, and they couldn't be worse at all...

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Mama Tong began to prepare for the family dinner on New Year's Day. Yan's father was considerate and careful, and he was reluctant to let his wife work alone in the kitchen, so he kept helping Mama Tong in the kitchen. Although the two children could not do heavy work, they also joined in.. .

Yan Ziqian was assigned the task of peeling garlic, but his wife was a bit miserable. She was assigned by Tong's mother to observe the heat and color of the roast chicken in real time, and had to follow the instructions in the tutorial to brush the roast chicken for half an hour. layer honey...

Here I really have to admire Mama Tong, she is really strict about cooking...

As the saying goes, 'Mama Tong is serious about cooking'...

But there is always a gap in everything. The oven at home is a bit small. After the roast chicken is put into the oven, the chicken breast part is too close to the heating tube on the upper layer. Tong Yu really has no way to control the temperature of the oven at any time, so this is the reason. The hard dishes on the New Year's Day family banquet hand-picked by Tong's mother are so muddy...

Tong's mother heard Tong Yu calling herself, so she hurried out after cleaning up the shrimp thread, admiring her work as if she couldn't wait...

"Hmm...it smells so good..." The moment Mama Tong walked out of the kitchen, she smelled the aroma of roasted chicken in honey sauce, and the smile on her face became even stronger...

Yan Ziqian and Tong Yu looked at each other, neither dared to speak...

Mother Tong walked up to the two of them, bent down and glanced into the oven, and frowned suddenly, she blurted out in surprise, "What's wrong with my roast chicken?" She opened the glass door of the oven, hand Wearing anti-scald gloves on, he took out the roast chicken from the oven, and then said to the tall and short beside him, "Son, who can explain to me why the breast of this roast chicken is black?"

Yan Ziqian swallowed his saliva, then quickly stuffed the garlic into Tong Yu's hand, and then said extremely apologetically, "I'm sorry, Aunt Fang, I was fascinated by watching TV just now, so I forgot about it... "

When Mama Tong saw Yan Ziqian's self-blaming expression, and the fact that today was a happy day for the whole family, she really couldn't get angry, so she turned her head to think about it, then smiled and said, " It’s okay, if it gets mushy, it will be mushy, anyway, the chicken breast is for Simba..." After finishing speaking, Mama Tong put the roast chicken back into the oven, turned the temperature to the minimum to keep it warm, and then went back to the kitchen to work again ...

At seven o'clock in the evening, the preparations for the New Year's Day family banquet are complete. A family of four sits at the table, looking at the roast chicken with completely mushy breasts in the middle of the table, and looking at the person who is attracted by the aroma and refuses to leave the table for half a step. Simba couldn't help but burst out laughing...

After the simple exchange of blessings, the New Year's Day family feast officially began. Tong's mother tore apart the roast chicken with disposable gloves for easy eating, and put the chicken breast into Simba's rice bowl...

Mama Tong's braised pork with tiger skin is Yan Ziqian's favorite. He couldn't wait to grab a piece and threw it into his mouth. Then he squinted his eyes with great enjoyment. Braised pork, he can finish three bowls of white rice...

Tong Yu's taste has always been very light, and he has no interest in braised pork, but the steamed sea bass made by Tong's mother is very pleasing to him...

Yan Ziqian turned his head to look at his wife, took a prawn naturally, carefully peeled off the shell, and then put it in Tong Yu's bowl very naturally...

This series of actions is indescribably coherent...

But then he realized something was wrong, facing Yan's father and Tong's mother's questioning eyes, and seeing the panic in his daughter-in-law's eyes, Yan Ziqian smiled awkwardly, and then pointed at Jiang Yu in front of Tong Yu. The soy sauce dish opened, "I wanted to dip it in soy sauce, but it fell into your bowl. Let it be a New Year's gift. I wish you a happy New Year..."

Tong Yu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what he said, but he still gave him a hard look, then put a piece of braised pork in his bowl and said softly, "Thank you so much, this is a return gift for you, and I wish you a new year hapiness..."

Yan's father and Tong's mother looked at each other, quickly followed the children's steps, and picked up vegetables for each other, Yan Ziqian and Tong Yu smiled lightly and looked away, then they looked at each other, the smile on their faces couldn't be hidden anymore ...

The family was eating happily, when Yan's father's phone on the coffee table rang suddenly...

Walking over gently, Yan's father glanced at the screen, immediately picked up the phone, and said to the other end of the phone, "Dad, happy new year..."

But in the next second, Grandpa Yan's angry roar came from the receiver unsuspectingly, and Dad Yan hurriedly removed the phone from his ear, otherwise he was really afraid that his innocent eardrum would burst...

"Dad, today is New Year's Day. At the beginning of the new year, can we be calm?" Yan's father said this to the phone with a bit of complaint, then put the phone in front of Yan Ziqian, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "You Did you block your grandpa? Why can't your grandpa always find you..."

When Yan Ziqian heard this, his eyebrows twitched instantly, as if the braised pork in his mouth was no longer fragrant. He answered the phone with some displeasure, and muttered softly, "How dare I block him? How could he Looking for me again?"

"I have something to ask for you..." Grandpa Yan is old, but his ears are still good. He sighed, and his tone was much calmer. "I sent you a WeChat message just now, but your grandson didn't reply to me..."

Yan Ziqian rolled his eyes and said, "Grandpa, we are eating. Didn't you say that you can't play with your phone while eating..."

Grandpa Yan was speechless for a while when he heard the grandson slapping him with his own words. He coughed lightly, and then said, "I sent you two red envelopes, you can take them later..."

"Why two?" Yan Ziqian frowned.

"One for you, one for Tong Yu..." Grandpa Yan paused, and then said as a matter of course, "The two of them are members of our old Yan's family when they entered the door of our old Yan's house. It doesn't matter what their last name is, anyway, there are more than one." I think it's a good thing for my grandson who makes me worry..."

With a warm smile on Yan Ziqian's face, he nodded obediently, "Okay, I'll give it to him later." After finishing speaking, he started arguing with Grandpa Yan again, "How are you? Are you having fun with your old comrade-in-arms? How much did you drink today? Have you stopped smoking again?"

After hearing Yan Ziqian finished speaking, Grandpa Yan shouted unceremoniously, "Who is the grandfather and who is the grandson? You have to correct your attitude, or I will send you to the fucking Northwest..."

"You still mentioned this to me..." Yan Ziqian shook his head, and quickly said, "Grandpa, I'm eating. I wish you a happy new year. Goodbye..." After speaking, he put the phone on Dad Yan in front of...

After Yan's father answered the phone, just as he was about to speak, he heard Grandpa Yan scolded 'little bastard' angrily, and then hung up the phone...

"What did your grandpa tell you just now?" Father Yan put the phone in his pocket, looked at Yan Ziqian and asked.

Yan Ziqian cleaned up the rice in the bowl, and said, "The old man said that he gave Tong Yu a red envelope and asked me to pass it on for him. He also said that Tong Yu is a good grandson who is more worry-free than me. He is very happy."

When Tong Yu heard this, he was so surprised that he didn't know what to say...

Tong's mother pursed her lips, and quickly met Yan's father's foxy eyes, "Let's go and see our father tomorrow, and accompany him well..." After finishing speaking, she said in a tone of self-blame, "Our father thinks so." So thoughtful, but I put our dad aside, I really can't think fully..."

Yan's father knew that Tong's mother was filial, so he quickly said, "Avon, I told our father before that he would be with us on New Year's Day, but they organized a gathering of old comrades in arms, and our father pushed us away. He is happy now I'm waiting..." After finishing speaking, Yan's father continued to whisper softly, "I'll call our father in a while, let's go to celebrate the holiday with the old man tomorrow, and the family will have a good reunion..."

Mother Tong finally had a comfortable smile on her face when she heard what Dad Yan said...

After dinner, Yan's father was helping Tong's mother clean up the mess in the kitchen, Yan Ziqian was throwing a ball with Simba in the living room, after playing for a while, he suddenly frowned...

'Where is his wife? '

This house has a total of just over 180 square meters, and his wife can lose all this?

He turned around and went back to the bedroom, but he didn't see a familiar figure; the light in the toilet was off, so it was impossible for his wife to be blind in it; then the answer was about to come out...

Gently opening the floor-to-ceiling windows, the cold air rushed in, Yan Ziqian looked at his precious daughter-in-law who was standing in front of the railing and turned back to look at his precious wife, frowning fiercely...

Turning around, he took a blanket from the bed and wrapped him tightly, and then said with a cold face, "I dare to run out in summer pajamas, how uncomfortable it is to have a cold and a fever, are you deliberately trying to make me feel bad? Ancestor ..."

Tong Yu pursed her lips and smiled lightly, then cast her eyes into the distance, "I'm not cold..."

Yan Ziqian had nothing to do with this little ancestor, so he stretched out his hand to wrap the blanket around him tighter, and jokingly said, "I fucking thought you lost it..."

"I haven't lost it..." Tong Yu looked at the Wanjia lights in the distance and said, "I'm watching the night scene..."

"What's so interesting..." Yan Ziqian looked at the white air exhaled from his mouth, and said indifferently, "I've been watching it for 20 years. Generally speaking, the night scene in Beijing is just two words... It costs electricity. ..”

These words succeeded in making Tong Yu laugh, he tilted his head and lightly leaned on Yan Ziqian's shoulder, and murmured, "Brother Qian, I want to watch the fireworks..."

"Fireworks?" Yan Ziqian sighed fiercely, he could satisfy this little ancestor with everything, but only this... If you run slowly, it's fucking easy to get in...

Tong Yu pursed her lips and shivered, but still said, "I want to watch fireworks with the one I love..."

Yan Ziqian bit his lips lightly, lowered his eyelids and thought for a moment, then looked at Tong Yu and said, "Baby, can we go to the suburbs sometime after the holiday?"

"Why are you going to the suburbs?"

"Fireworks off..." At this moment, the city of Beijing is covered with ice and snow, but Yan Ziqian's eyes are still burning with passion...

Tong Yu frowned, "But isn't Beijing not allowing fireworks?"

"No one cares about the suburbs..." Yan Ziqian said in a positive tone, "We can go to Yanjiao, or to Dachang, or go a little further..."

When Tong Yu heard this, he sneered at him with a hint of sneer at the corner of his mouth, "If we go any farther, we'll be out of Hebei..."

"Then let's go to Dachang..." Yan Ziqian looked at him with raised eyebrows, "There are a lot of fireworks factories over there, let's find an open space to put them on after we finish buying..."

Hearing what he said, Tong Yu also looked forward to it, "Is it really possible, Brother Qian?"

"Of course, I promise you..."

Tong Yu chuckled lightly, puffed her cheeks, nodded excitedly, and then secretly kissed Yan Ziqian on the face as a thank you...

Yan Ziqian remembered that the door of the bedroom was not closed, so he chose to temporarily let go of this hot little baby, but gently pinched his frozen pale face, his eyes were full of love...

"Brother Qian, how did you spend the Chinese New Year every year?" Tong Yu asked curiously while looking at Yan Ziqian with his head sideways.

Yan Ziqian frowned, and answered as a matter of course, "Just bring grandpa over to celebrate the New Year together, and grandpa will stay at home for a few days...Of course, the old man may find fault on purpose, so I'll take the opportunity to quarrel with him a few times, and then New Year's It's over..."

Tong Yu raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips in disbelief, and then said, "Then I will bring grandpa over to celebrate the New Year this year, right?"

"Of course..."

"Then we..." After hearing Yan Ziqian's answer, Tong Yu looked at him hesitantly, "Then how do we sleep?"

"Yo, that's a problem..." Yan Ziqian frowned. There were only two bedrooms at home. In the past, every year when Grandpa Yan came to celebrate the New Year, Yan Ziqian would go to his father's room and give up his own bedroom to the old man. Grandpa Yan, but this year...

Uh...He's going to his dad's bedroom to join in the fun...It's not very good after all...

Seeing the hesitation in Yan Ziqian's eyes, Tong Yu blurted out with an expectant smile on his face, "Let's go sleep in the attic..."

When Yan Ziqian heard his wife's words, he said in an unbelievable tone, "Baby, do you know that the ceiling height of our attic is only 1.5 meters?"

"1.5 meters?" Tong Yu exclaimed, "It's so short..."

"The attic, how high do you think it can be..." Yan Ziqian sighed softly, and then said as a matter of course, "Let's just hang out on the sofa for a few days..."

"But..." When Tong Yu heard his words, she wrinkled her small face and asked, "Why are you hugging me when you're sleeping on the sofa?"

Yan Ziqian looked at his daughter-in-law's disappointed face from the side, and frowned fiercely, "What should we do?" After finishing speaking, he continued jokingly, "Why don't we sleep on the balcony? But it's so exciting..."

Knowing that he was joking, Tong Yu gave him a hard look, and continued to murmur, "It would be great if we could go to my mother's house in Haidian to celebrate the New Year. That house has three bedrooms. My grandparents used to come to celebrate the New Year every year." When they were in Beijing, they lived in that guest bedroom, and grandma praised the room for its good lighting..."

"Baby..." Yan Ziqian looked at him sideways, and he could see the sadness on his face at a glance, "Do you miss our grandma and grandpa?"

"No..." Tong Yu tilted his head and denied, but then he added in an extremely disappointed tone, "I'm just sad that I won't be able to eat my grandma's fried meatballs this year..."

After hearing what he said, Yan Ziqian bit his lips hard, his mind was filled with ghost ideas in an instant, he sighed with lowered eyelids, and then affirmed to his daughter-in-law, "Baby, don't worry, you will definitely be able to eat it." The fried meatballs made by my grandma..."

"Where should I go to eat?" Tong Yu looked at him and chuckled, "Should I go back to grandma's house to eat?"

"Don't worry about it..." Yan Ziqian's tone was full of firmness, "You just have to believe that this year's New Year's Eve dinner will definitely have Jiaoliu meatballs on our table..."

"What do you mean..." Tong Yu frowned. He was about to ask further, but the phone in Yan Ziqian's pocket rang...

He took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, then frowned severely, explained to his wife, and walked quickly into the bathroom...

"Hello..." Yan Ziqian picked up the phone in a very calm tone, and then hesitantly called out the familiar name "Xinxin..."

"Brother Ziqian..." Xiang Rongxin on the other end of the phone smiled briskly all the time, "Happy New Year, brother Ziqian..."

Yan Ziqian sighed, and said to the phone, "Happy New Year..."

"Brother Ziqian, guess where I am now?" Xiang Rongxin asked impatiently.

The other end of the phone was very noisy, the voice was very noisy, Yan Ziqian frowned and said, "I don't know..."

"I'm at the station..." Xiang Rongxin smiled even more happily, "I just got off the high-speed train, and I'm at Beijing West Railway Station..."

"What did you say?" Yan Ziqian was a little confused, and he asked again with a wrinkled handsome face, "Where did you just say you were?"

"I'm at Beijing West Railway Station, I'm back..." Xiang Rongxin repeated, then pursed his lips, and said with something in his words, "I want to meet you, Brother Ziqian..."

Yan Ziqian's frown deepened now, he listened to the sound of breathing coming from the other end of the phone in a daze, and didn't respond for a long time...