Chapter 8
night.
After a day of school, Jiang Feng went home as soon as possible.
When he arrived home, Jiang Jiandang carefully put the chicken soup into the thermos without paying any attention to him.
The capacity of the thermal box is very large, with a four-layer design. After Jiang Jiandang put the chicken soup in, he also put in the three exquisite side dishes next to it.
Steamed eggs, chicken broth, plus two light stir-fries.
There are both meat and vegetables, and it looks delicious.
But there was a plate of green vegetables placed on a plate next to the thermos box.
The shredded potatoes were half eaten and left over.
At first glance, it was the leftovers eaten by Jiang Jiandang.
Compared with the three dishes and one soup next to it, it seemed extremely shabby.
Is this the original owner’s biological child?
Is the comparison so severe?
"The food is on the table. After you finish eating, remember to wash the bowls. Then go to the supermarket to buy some chili peppers, green vegetables and beef. For beef, buy shanks and a pound of ribs."
Looking up and seeing Jiang Feng, Jiang Jiandang ordered confidently,"Buy meat that is more expensive. Qinglang is weak now and needs to take some supplements. Oh, by the way, it's best to buy a chicken.""
"……"
Jiang Feng stretched out his hand
"how?"Jiang Jiandang looked at him doubtfully,"If you can't remember it, just use your mobile phone to write it down. Get up early tomorrow and go to the morning market to buy it. The ones you buy at the morning market are the freshest. If you can't make it in time, you can go to the supermarket to buy frozen raw materials later. Fresh is fine"
"money"
"What?"
"Give me five hundred yuan for these ingredients, and I'll buy them all for you."
Five hundred yuan?
Jiang Jiandang's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and his face turned ugly.
He asked his son to buy some food, but his son actually asked him for money?
Jiang Jiandang's eyes widened, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose.
"Didn’t your mother give you living expenses before? Are you done spending it? I am your father! You go to the supermarket to buy some food, and you still want to ask me for money?"
In the past, Jiang Feng could be said to be obedient.
Jiang Jiandang never had to worry about grocery shopping.
He would always just sit at home and be the uncle.
His wife paid for the groceries, and Jiang Feng did all the shopping!
But Jiang Feng will not spoil him at all.
"My mother gave me the living expenses. When you buy groceries, you buy them for He Qinglang. My mother and I have no intention of subsidizing He Qinglang. If you want to subsidize him, it will cost you your own money."
Jiang Feng's tone was extremely cold. He stared at the two completely cold dishes on the table. He took the stir-fried vegetables and rice that Jiang Jiandang had not had time to put in and started eating.
The stir-fried dishes were small stir-fried beef and a stir-fried dish. Chicken.
The chicken and beef are both very well seasoned, with large chunks of meat visible to the naked eye, and the aroma of garlic and ginger mixed with the flavor of the chicken is almost delicious. Swallow your tongue.
If nothing else, the taste of this dish is very good, and you can see that it was made with care.
"What are you doing! This is for Mingming! Put down your chopsticks! Your food is on the side!"When Jiang Jiandang watched Jiang Feng eat fried chicken and beef, his face was so heartbroken that he wrinkled up.
He spent a lot of effort to make this.
And he also used the remaining ingredients in the refrigerator. Now that he was eaten by Jiang Feng, Jiang Jiandang's anger suddenly exploded,"
Who told you to eat it? Don't you know that Qingming is sick? You were too lazy to ask me to donate bone marrow, and now you are eating his food. If you eat it, what will he eat? ?"
"……"
Jiang Feng remained silent and carefully cooked the rice.
Every piece of meat was picked out and eaten without wastage.