Chapter 1847 (2/2)
”Cooking?” He tried to hold back the bitterness and let his tone be gentle and did not reveal any emotion.
”Well, unfortunately It failed. ”
”Make a Moquan food?”
”He hasn't eaten it yet. I'm so bad at cooking that I fried the pot last time.”
She said with some embarrassment.
”Yes, you've never been in the kitchen since you were little, and you can't smell any smoke. What did you say before? Lampblack hurts skin, dishwashing hurts hands, and you have to spend a lot of money on maintenance. Now how can it be reduced to this point? ”
”In fact, he cooked all the food at home, and he would prepare it for me in advance at noon, just I also want to cook for him. ”
”I'm your father. Have you ever cooked me a meal?”
”Daddy, he taught her a lot of things. If I were in Clyde, I would like to cook for you. It's just a pity, there's no chance. ”
”I've had a good life, maybe different from yours, but I'm satisfied. If you come to ridicule him for giving me such a life, you don't have to. ”
Joseph's heart ached at this.
He was not grateful to Mo Quan for making her daughter more sensible, because he spent 20 years, regardless of the cost of raising her, so that she could stretch out her clothes and open her mouth to live a rich life.He didn't think her life was so good now. If she had a choice, no one would take the second place.
But what can she do with her own will?
He went into the kitchen, saw the steak on the plate before she could pour it out, and said, ”did you make it?”
”Yes, it's about to be dumped.”
”Give it to me. Prepare the knife and fork. This is the first meal you cooked for me.”
”Daddy, I can't eat this anymore. I'll make you another one.”
”It's new. It's better. That's it.”
”But...”
Georgina wanted to say something more, but couldn't beat Joseph. Finally, she had to put the steak on the table with the cutlery.
He cut a piece with difficulty with a knife, and it was dark inside.
She looked particularly distressed, when his father ate such food.
”Daddy I'll take you out to eat. ”
”How can eating out compare to my daughter's cooking? Fortunately, that son of a bitch hasn't eaten your cooking. I'm the first one. It's not too much for me to be the first person to eat your food
”Daddy, don't say that It's the daughter who is not good. When the daughter should be sensible, she is not around you. ”
”You choose the way, and I can't help you. Come and have a look today. Don't think about it. ”
”I know.”
She nodded and did not dare to think about it.
He put the beef in his mouth and chewed it several times, but he didn't bite it.
Finally, swallow it directly.
”Your father's mouth is bad. He can't chew.”
”Daddy Stop talking... ”
Tears, surging into the column.
He still insisted on eating the black steak.
He immediately got up and said, ”keep working hard. I'm going.”
With that, he walked to the door trembling.