Jane looked at Xiao Qinghe, looked at him carefully, and asked, "brother, are you having trouble with Qin Yue?"
Xiaoqinghe looked up at her and said, "what do you want, silly girl? What's my temper with that wood in your house? "
"I just thought you were weird today," she added
Xiao Qinghe is a lazy man. He always wastes his time when eating. Today, the sun is coming out in the West. He even takes the initiative to cook.
"What's wrong with me?" With that, Xiao Qinghe pushed a plate of Beijing sauce shredded pork to Jianran, and said, "I'm your brother. Do I need any reason to cook for you?"
"Beijing sauce shredded pork!" Seeing this dish with all colors and flavors, Jane's eyes are shining.
Beijing sauce shredded pork is a kind of Kyoto dish with good taste and color. This dish is moderate in saltiness and sweetness, rich in soy sauce and unique in flavor.
Because the material is simple, it is a necessary home dish for many Kyoto families, and it is also a dish that Jane's mother often makes.
Jane's mother often does it because Jane likes it.
Jane likes to eat it because it's very delicious.
Every time there is this dish on the table, Jane can eat an extra bowl of rice.
Seeing Jane's sparkling eyes, Xiao Qinghe said with a smile, "I know you like this dish. It took me hours and countless times to test the finished product. Would you like to taste it?"
"If you don't want to tell me whether it's delicious or not, that's what you want me to do. That's what makes me sweet." Jane took a clip and put it into his mouth. The entrance of the shredded meat is instant, fragrant and soft, and full of fragrance.
Jane hasn't tasted such a deep memory for a long time. In her memory, only her mother can make such a taste.
A few years ago, when she left Kyoto and came to Jiangbei, she went to many Kyoto restaurants opened in Jiangbei, but she didn't eat the flavor she remembered.
Just when she thought she would never have the taste of Beijing sauce shredded pork made by her mother in her life, her brother, who never cooks, did it.
Eating the shredded pork with Beijing sauce, I tasted the taste of missing for a long time, but Jane thought of her mother who had passed away for several years, and tears could not help rolling in her eyes.
Seeing that Jane is about to cry, Xiao Qinghe worries: "what's the matter? Isn't it delicious? Don't eat if it's not delicious. Is such a big man going to cry for me? "
Jane shook her head, flashing tears, but smiled again and said, "brother, it's not bad, it's delicious, it's really delicious!"
"It's delicious. What are you crying for?" Xiao Qinghe rolled his eyes and said, "when my father saw you like this, he still bullied you with me."
"I just thought of my mother," she said
Maybe this taste is not the taste of mother's cooking, just because it's made by her relatives, so Jane will feel familiar with it, and think it's the best dish in the world.
Xiao Qinghe took out the paper towel and rudely wiped her tears, saying, "OK, stop crying. If they see you cry like a kitten, they can't help but feel sad. "
Jane sniffed: "I'm happy."
Xiao Qinghe said, "if you like, then come back often. I'll make it for you every day."
Jane asked again, "brother, when did you change your temper?"
"What kind of temper? It's not that you are my own sister. You are the one who my father is most worried about in his life. " At the beginning, their father was going to pick up their mother and daughter after the last thing, but the father went out and never came back.
When he spoke, Xiao Qinghe looked up at the door of the study. The color of heartache was hard to hide in his eyes, but it soon returned to normal.
"Brother, can you tell me more about my father?" Jane would like to know more about her father.
The father can let the mother love so deeply, Jane believes that the father must be a very good man. Everlasting longing for each other,
was not the mother of her father, but she had no luck to see her own father.
"Our father is a very good and excellent man. He loves his work, he respects his wife and loves his children. He will treat people he knows, people he doesn't know, people of high status and people of low status equally, and he will never despise anyone. "
"My father used to say to me that if you want to live for only a few decades, you have to be upright and stand tall. You must not do things that are harmful to the nature. My father is a great hero in my heart. "
Speaking of his father, Xiao Qinghe sighed a long time, and his thoughts flew far away.
His mother and father are combined because of family interests. There is no love between them, but in the marriage, the father still dotes on his mother.
Father's love for his mother is not love, but he did what a husband should do to take care of his wife and children.
Mother's evaluation of her father is also very high. In her short life, what she appreciates most is her father's company and care.
If someone else marry someone they don't love, and the person is still suffering from illness, no one can take care of the sick wife as patiently as their father did until she left peacefully.
In Xiao Qinghe's heart, their father is such a hero. He thinks of others everywhere. He has never done anything worthy of his heart.
But none of them thought that his father would get such an end. He died in a car accident and could not find a complete body. In the end, he also found a bone at the scene of the accident as his father's bone and buried him.
"My father is a hero in my heart." Listen to Xiao Qinghe talking about their father, Jane pursed her lips and smiled softly.
When she knew that she was not the daughter of Jane Zhengtian, and that her father and mother loved each other so much, Jane imagined her father more than once.
Her father, must be a very good-looking man, must be gentle, and can't speak too loudly to her mother.
Jane didn't get along with her father. She didn't know what her father was like. She put all the good things she could think of about her father on his body.
She heard that Xiao Qinghe had said that her father would go to Jane's house to pick up her mother and her home after finishing that.
But there is something wrong with my father. When there is something wrong with my father, I must still have her and my mother I miss my beloved women and children, but I can't help it.
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