Chapter 89 (2/2)

Anna wore a little apron and a hat to seliosa, but some of the boy's brown and golden curly hair would show mischievously. He didn't care. He wore a big hat and his eyes were excited.

”How much are we going to do? Mom. ” Xie liaosha inquired. His clean fingers began to touch the prepared beans.

”Two for each one.” Anna said.

Xie liaosha asked again, ”can I make other shapes?”

”Like Bambi last year?” Anna joked.

Xie liaosha some blush: ”Oh, practice tells us, that is a bit difficult, this year I want to try something else.”

”What?”

”Secret.” Xie liaosha said with a wink.

When they put the rice dumplings into the steamer, Anna still didn't see what Xie liaosha had made.

”Will it be long?” Xie liaosha asked, his eyes fell on the cage drawer.

”Like last year.” Anna took the boy to wash her hands.

”Do I want to look better?” Xie liaosha looked back and asked reluctantly. It seemed that he was very worried about whether there would be any accident in his works.

”During this time, I think you can recite a lesson, and your father will be happy.” Anna suggested.

Xie liaosha thought for a moment and then nodded. His mother's advice was right. His father would like the zongzi he made, but he also liked that he could recite the text.

Twenty minutes later, Xie liaosha recited the text. He went to the bedroom again. It happened that his father also got up.

Xie liaosha smiles at his father.

”I memorized yesterday's part.” He said happily, like a show off, with his head raised high, like a little dog eager to be praised.

Karenin had just put on his uniform meticulously. Some places were ironed too straight, and he always had a cold look. It was hard to get close to him. But the son seems to be completely unaware of this, like the sun on May morning, fearlessly approaching everything in the world.

Karenin could not, like Anna's elder brother count obronski, hold his child up when he was happy, and he almost never said those explicit intimate words.

As a father, facing his son's dog's eyes, what he did most was to temporarily disrupt his morning plan and give the little boy a little time to recite a text.

Karenin sat in his chair, picked up the book and opened it. Although he had recited the book like a stream, he still held the book in both hands for the sake of respect and for the sake of following his cautious character. Then he nodded slightly, indicating that his son could start reciting.

Xie liaosha cleared his throat. He stood upright, his legs in white socks tightened up beautifully, his hands were back, and he looked lovely and full of style.

In this morning light, the father and son in the light are not very close, but from the occasional eye contact, few people suspect that they are father and son. Knock on those two pairs of big eyes, a father will always have some faint lines at the end of his eyes after he leaves the child's tender, but the color of his pupils will not change. A son is like a father decades ago, but he looks more tender and soft, like a newborn bird. His round pupils are full of curiosity about the world.

The relationship between father and son, in addition to blood and appearance, long-term relationship, even the spleen and a little bit of small action is also so similar.

Karenin nodded slightly, and the son grinned, as if he could not help rushing up to hold his father, but Xie liaosha still resisted. After all, he was five years old, but no matter how restrained he was, his proud and happy eyes could not be hidden.

”My mother and I made rice dumplings together, when you were asleep.” Xie liaosha couldn't help saying, and then without waiting for the other party to answer, he went to take his father's big hand.

”I made something special. You must try it, Dad.” Xie liaosha looked at his father as he walked along. He looked very charming.

When Karenin sat at the table and his wife brought the rice dumplings, his son lifted the lid.”It's a little hot.” Karenin stopped Xie liaosha, who looked at him eagerly, while his wife sat down and looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

Both of them seemed to place great hopes on him, which made Karenin feel that he had a great responsibility.

Under their expectant eyes, he opened the zongzi and made a guess.

”Tie?”

Karenin thought for a while and then frowned. He didn't quite understand why Xie liaosha made such a shape.

When Karenin looked up, he saw his son in a daze.

”Isn't it?”

Xie liaosha wrinkled his nose: ”Oh, maybe we can call them tie fish?”

It was Karenin's turn to stay for a while. He frowned again and gazed at the shape of Zongzi on the plate. Finally, he reluctantly confirmed that Xie liaosha's original intention might be to make three fish. The moral is easy to understand.

”Maybe I don't have much talent for painting.” He looked very sad, but he didn't sigh.

”At least they taste great. Maybe you can be a great chef.” Anna picked the tail of the fish, took a bite and said.

Xie liaosha thought for a moment and then laughed again.

”That's good, too.”

He is always so optimistic, this beautiful smile makes the Father also relaxed.