Jian Ran looked at Xiao Qinghe, and after careful consideration, asked: “Brother, are you having trouble with Qin Yue?”
Xiao Qinghe looked up at her: “Silly girl, what do you think? What is my temper with that wood in your house?”
Jian Ran said again: “Anyway, I think you are weird today.”
Xiao Qinghe is a lazy person. He usually feels he was wasting his time to eat. Today, the sun came out from the west, and he took the initiative to cook.
“Why am I weird?” Xiao Qinghe pushed a plate of shredded pork with Beijing sauce in front of Jian Ran, and said, “I am your brother, do I need any reason to cook for you? Huh?”
“Beijing Sauce Pork Shredded” saw this delicious dish, both eyes of Jian Ran glistened.
Shredded pork with Beijing sauce is a delicious Kyoto dish. This dish is salty and sweet, with rich sauce and unique flavor.
Because of its simple ingredients, it is a must-have home-cooked dish for many people in Kyoto, and it is also a dish often cooked by Jane’s mother.
Jane’s mother often cooks it because Jane likes to eat.
Jian Ran likes to eat it because the dish made by her mother is very delicious.
Jian Ran can eat an extra bowl of rice every time there is this dish on the table.
Seeing Jian Ran’s gleaming eyes, Xiao Qinghe smiled and said, “I know you like this dish. It took me a few hours and tried countless times to make the finished product. You can taste it. ?”
“Let’s not say whether it’s delicious or not, it’s your heart, brother, that makes me sweet to my bones.” Jian Ran took a clip and put it in his mouth, the shredded pork melted in the mouth, it was fragrant and soft, and it was full Leave fragrance.
Jian Ran hasn’t tasted such a memorable taste for a long time. In her memory, only her mother can make such a taste.
A few years ago, she left Kyoto and came to Jiangbei. When Jian Ran missed her mother’s shredded pork with Beijing sauce, she went to many Kyoto restaurants in Jiangbei, but she didn’t have the same taste as she remembered.
When she thought that she would never be able to eat the flavor of shredded pork with Beijing sauce made by her mother in this life, her brother, who never cooks, made it.
After eating shredded pork with Beijing sauce, she tasted what she had been missing for a long time. When Jian Ran thought of her mother who had passed away a few years, tears couldn’t help but wave in her eyes.
Seeing that Jian Ran was about to cry, Xiao Qinghe worried, “What’s wrong? Isn’t it delicious? It’s not delicious anymore, such a big person, do you still plan to cry for me?”
Jian Ran shook her head, tears flashed, but then smiled and said, “Brother, it’s not bad, but it’s too delicious, it’s really delicious.”
“It’s delicious, so what are you crying for?” Xiao Qinghe rolled his eyes and said, “Father sees you like this, and he thinks I’m bullying you.”
Jian Ran said: “I just thought of my mother.”
Perhaps this taste is not the taste of mother’s cooking. It is only because it was made by her relatives that Jian Ran will feel familiar and that this is the best dish in the world.
Xiao Qinghe drew a tissue, wiped Jian Ran’s tears rudely, and said, “Okay, don’t cry. If they see you crying like a tabby cat, they might be sad.”
Jian Ran sniffed: “I’m happy.”
Xiao Qinghe said: “If you like, come here often and I will make it for you every day.”
Jian Ran asked again: “Brother, when did you change your temper?”
“What kind of sex? It’s not because you are my biological sister. You are the most worried person in your father’s life.” At the beginning, their father was going to do the last thing to pick up their mother and daughter. Human, but father went out and never came back.
While speaking, Xiao Qinghe raised his head and glanced at the study door, his eyes could not hide his heartache, but he quickly returned to normal.
“Brother, can you tell me more about my father?” Jian Ran wanted to know more about his father.
When his father was able to make his mother love so deeply, Jian Ran believed that his father must be a very good man.
It’s just fate that makes her mother and father fall in love with each other, and she will never have the chance to see her own father in this life.
“Our father is a very good and outstanding person. He loves his job, he respects his wife, and loves his children. He treats people who he knows, people he doesn’t know, people with high status, or people with low status equally. I will never despise anyone.”
“My father used to tell me that a person has to live a lifetime for just a few decades. If you want to live upright and upright, you must not do anything that hurts the world. My father is a great hero upright in my heart.”
Speaking of his father, Xiao Qinghe sighed for a long time, and his thoughts flew far, far away.
His mother and father were united because of family interests. There was no love between them, but after getting along after marriage, his father still loved his mother.
The father’s love for his mother is not love, but he has fulfilled his duties as a husband, taking care of his wife and children in a considerate manner.
The mother’s evaluation of her father is also very high. In the short life of her mother, she is most grateful for the company and care of her father.
If you change to someone else and marry someone you don’t love, and that person is still suffering from illness, no one will be able to take care of the sick wife with the patience of their father until she leaves peacefully.
In Xiao Qinghe’s heart, their father was such an upright hero, a person who thought of others everywhere, and had never done anything that was ashamed of his heart.
But none of them thought that his father would end up like that. He died in a car accident, and he couldn’t even find a complete body. In the end, he was just looking for a bone from the accident scene as his father’s bones. Buried.
“Father is also a hero in my heart.” Listening to Xiao Qinghe talking about their father, Jian Ran pursed her lips and smiled softly.
When she knew that she was not the daughter of Jian Zhengtian, and when she learned that her biological father and her biological mother were so in love with each other, Jian Ran had fantasized about what her father looked like more than once.
Her father must be a good-looking man, he must be very good-mannered and would not speak too loudly to his mother.
Jian Ran has never been with her father before, and she doesn’t know what his father is like, but she has settled in her father’s body wherever she can think of the good things about her father.
She heard from Xiao Qinghe that her father said that after finishing that matter, she would go to Jian’s house to pick her mother and her home.
But an accident happened to my father. When my father had an accident, he must still be concerned about her and mother… I was thinking of my beloved woman and child, but he was helpless.
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