Chapter 33 (1/2)

Saturday, 1 noon.

”Click”

the door handle then turned a few times, the door was slowly opened, and a middle-aged man came in slowly, but just as his front foot entered the door, his face was puzzled.

Now he would like to know what the fluffy thing was on his son's head.

”Dad, you're back.”

Originally sitting on the sofa watching TV, ye Ziheng turned to look at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man is ye Ziheng's father, Ye Cheng.

Ye Pa takes a look at ye Ziheng, and then looks at the soft object lying on his head.

”Hey, Ziheng, how do I think your cat is familiar? Was it the cat you brought back last time to help us catch mice?”

Ye Ziheng nodded, but did not dare to use too much force, for fear of dropping the little sunflower on his head.

”This kitten is not bad. I can help catch the mouse when I accidentally enter the house.”

Ye Pa said as he walked into the kitchen and took out a bottle of milk.

”Where's my mother, dad?”

Ye Dad took a sip of milk and shook his head.

”I think there is something wrong with the company. Anyway, he told me not to pick him up.”

Speaking of this, ye Pa seems to think of something again, and hurried to ye Ziheng's side.

”Ziheng, or dad will show you two hands today.”

When ye Ziheng heard this, his whole face suddenly turned black.

Eat the rice he made, or forget it, ye Ziheng feels that he is still young, not so conceited.

He remembered that when he was in primary school, his father decided to cook a pot of ”good food” for ye Ziheng and his classmates to celebrate his birthday.

The poor children don't know ye's cooking skills yet. They are waiting for Ye's cooking to come out.