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Woke up in the morning feeling sore all over.
I checked my body carefully, except for a little bruise next to my knee, there was no other injury.
It's all the fault of Tan Tingwa, who insisted on inventing some kind of "body skating", which caused Yang Er and I to get carried away.
As a result, the last three people were all extremely excited, and the second floor was full of us shuttling.
Once you get high, you will inevitably encounter situations such as car crashes, so everyone has been hit or hit others many times.
It's no wonder the body doesn't hurt!
In the end, if Tan Tingwa's mother hadn't come back and successfully prevented us from continuing to "go crazy", whether I can get up today is another matter.
"You're up, come and have dinner" As soon as I woke up, my mother greeted me for breakfast".
It seems that my mother didn't start work today, and she is still waiting for me to have breakfast.
"Haven't you eaten yet?" At this moment, I realized that my mother hadn't eaten yet. She didn't serve two bowls of rice until I came over.
"Well, not yet, your dad and the others are out to deliver the goods, and I just finished packing, so I haven't had time to eat yet."
This is the way of doing business. When a customer arrives, you have to put down the dishes and arrange for home delivery.
Loading and unloading will take a lot of time and energy, but the service must be complete.
"It's not easy to make money!" While sighing in his heart, he also praised the hard-working parents and two uncles.
The working people are so cute! Work hard for a better life, create with your hands, and support your family.
"Yo, you guys are having breakfast"
Auntie came down from upstairs with her rice bowl in hand.
It's rare, I've been here for so long, and I hardly see my aunt come out at mealtime.
As a woman, she has to be responsible for the food of the family and take care of the children. It is inevitable that she will be very busy.
"Sister Tan, you just had dinner too. We are eating too. Come and eat together." My mother greeted Aunt Tan enthusiastically. She was probably surprised that Auntie was able to show up downstairs at the meal time.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm carrying it," Aunt Tan motioned to my mother and said.
A big bowl, more than half of the rice, some vegetables, and a smile on her face all the time. The image of Aunt Tan at this moment has refreshed my understanding of her.
"Come and sit down, let's eat together, we didn't make any dishes, we just ate it"
At my mother's signal, Aunt Tan moved over and sat down at the table.
To be honest, our family's breakfast has never been rich.
It's all rice plus sauerkraut or fermented bean curd from my hometown, and then stir-fry 2 vegetarian dishes, and it's over.
Auntie should be relieved to see that there are really no hard dishes on the table.
After my aunt sat down and put the bowl in her hand on the table, I realized why she didn't want to sit down so much.
In addition to rice, there are only stir-fried vegetables in the bowl, and the breakfast is quite simple.
"Sister Tan, try the fermented bean curd from our hometown. This is made by Ren Tao's grandma." My mother pointed to the fermented bean curd on the table.
Fermented bean curd, also called red bean curd, is a kind of soy product, which is a good meal.
A small plate contains a whole piece of fermented bean curd, and half a piece that is not complete.
Aunt hesitated for a moment, but still tasted it, but only a little bit.
"Huh? It's delicious! How do you make it? It's spicy and spicy." After eating some fermented bean curd, the auntie quickly picked up the rice in the bowl. She probably didn't expect that the fermented bean curd at home is so spicy and delicious.
"Tofu milk is made from old tofu. After cutting the old tofu into pieces, put it in something, cover it, ferment and mold, take it out and wrap it with chili noodles and pepper noodles."
"??? Is it that simple? Next time my grandma makes fermented bean curd, I have to learn it, otherwise I don't know if someone asks me." Do you understand too well?
"Oh? It sounds very simple. I will study it another day. Don't tell me, this small piece of fermented bean curd is very delicious!" Aunt Tan said, and put another small piece of fermented bean curd into her mouth.
While eating and reminiscing, it seems that you can taste the production method.
After eating fermented bean curd, Aunt Tan quickly finished the rice in the bowl and got up to say goodbye.
"Huh? Ren Tao, why do you eat with your left hand?" Aunt Tan, who hadn't left yet, stared at me and said.
I looked at my hands, also full of doubts.
"I have always had this hand" Besides, I don't think there is any difference, usually.??It's normal to eat at home, how come it becomes very strange when Aunt Tan says it.
"You can't eat with your left hand. You see, your mother uses her right hand, and I use my right hand too. Everyone is right handed." Aunt Tan said while picking up the chopsticks, indicating to me that she holds them with her right hand.
"My father also uses his left hand." To be honest, although he said the same thing, Aunt Tan's words still touched me.
Both uncles and my mother are right-handed, and Aunt Tan is also right-handed.
As for using the left hand, except for my father and my grandma, I have never seen anyone else eat with their left hand.
"Your father is an adult, it's normal to use the left hand, but you are still a child, you can't use the left hand, you have to use the right hand, otherwise people will laugh at you"
My dad is an adult, so he can use his left hand? And as a child, I can't use it?
What kind of nonsense is this? There is no such statement, right?
However, the speaker has no intention, but the listener does. It would be embarrassing if I continued to use my left hand and was laughed at by others. I really care about my image.
"Mom, is that so?" After Aunt Tan went upstairs with a smile, I couldn't wait to ask my mother.
"Most people are right-handed. Your left hand is hereditary. It was passed on to you by your father. Don't worry, the left and right hands are the same. It's not as exaggerated as your Aunt Tan said."
Well, it¡¯s okay if I don¡¯t explain it, but I can¡¯t sit still when I explain it.
Most people eat with their right hands, so I won¡¯t mention it. I also added that it¡¯s not as exaggerated as my aunt said, which means that what my aunt said is true!
Thinking about it carefully, it is indeed the case. When visiting relatives before, everyone used their right hands to eat, but my dad and I used their left hands. Sure enough, the left hand is very special!
Maybe it's because I'm a child, and everyone thinks it doesn't matter, so what people say most is "Ren Tao is also left-handed like his father". Although most of them are joking, they are still not used to this feeling.
Now that I know it is wrong to eat with my left hand, I have to change it immediately!
I can still change it while I am still young, otherwise I will be laughed at when I grow up!
Just imagine, when I grow up, work, work with colleagues, go out to dinner, etc., everyone eats with their right hand, and I am the only one with a left hand, so I shouldn¡¯t be treated as a different kind!
?It is also the same for having a girlfriend in the future, everyone in the family is right-handed, I suddenly appear left-handed, I don¡¯t know how others will treat me!
The more I thought about it, the more afraid I became, so I quickly put down the chopsticks in my hand and tried to hold it with my right hand! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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