Early the next morning.

As usual, Mr. Kang woke up from hunger, came as usual, went straight to the kitchen, and began to turn the kitchen.

As a result, the glutinous rice is gone?

Gone?

Mr. Kang froze for a moment, and then went to the refrigerator again, usually there will be food in the refrigerator.

Yue Qin is actually a person who likes to cook food. During this time, he usually prepares extra food. After all, people will come to eat rice from time to time.

And the refrigerator at home is always full.

When Mr. Kang opened the refrigerator, it was full again, but the first thing he saw was the crispy meat that was fried yesterday...

When Xia Sheng got up, he had already heard the movement of the kitchen.

She walked out, stretched her waist, and Mr. Kang just came out with a piece of cold crispy meat in her hand...

Crispy meat?

The glutinous rice is cold, but it's okay, at least there is no oil.

Crisp meat is meat wrapped in flour and fried. If you eat it, it will definitely cause stomach trouble.

Xia Sheng especially wanted to educate him, but after another thought, he made his stomach hurt once, and he knew that he would not eat cold in the future.

This is also a way of education.

Otherwise, if I say it is useless every day, I have to find a more effective way of education.

Dakangkang ate two pieces of crispy meat. The cold one was not as good as the hot one.

Yueqin fried crispy pork is like him. It is very atmospheric. It is a small piece of meat wrapped in flour for frying, but a large piece of meat wrapped in a special flour seasoning and fried together.

The outer shell is crunchy when the pan is cooked, and the meat inside is really tender and juicy.

But now, the skin will not be crispy after it is cold, and the meat inside is not as tender and juicy as freshly fried, but has become solidified.

Dakangkang was a little disgusted, but he continued to eat, after all, such a large piece of meat should not be wasted.

Xia Sheng was not going to talk about him, but when he saw that he was going to eat a large piece, he had a headache and said, "This one has cold oil and can't be eaten cold."

"It tastes better when heated."

Of course, this is not the same as the heating method of glutinous rice, Xia Sheng said: "Take out the steam pot from the cabinet below and heat it with a steam pot, it will be delicious."

Dakangkang's eyes lit up instantly, and he hurried to get the pot. The steam pot was plugged in. There were not so many complicated processes. Pour the water, put it on, and press a button.

Yue Qin washed out, and Dakangkang and Xiaokangkang sat on the sofa. Dakangkang was carrying a bowl with hot steamed crispy meat inside.

"Do you want to eat a little too?"

Xiaokangkang is painting, and Teacher Xiao Liu is busy drawing people he likes: "No more, I have a lot of paintings left."

Probably because I am afraid of affecting family relationships, I didn't say who I like most, but as long as you like it, you can paint on anyone.

Xiaokangkang already painted several people yesterday, and I can continue painting today.

Dakangkang quickly finished the steamed chunk of crispy meat. Sure enough, it was better than fried!

As soon as I finished eating, I immediately went to see Xiaokangkang's paintings.

When Yue Qin saw Dakangkang's surprise, he was also very surprised when he saw it for the first time.

After all, a dozen people have been drawn, and Dakangkang has four people.

Xiaokangkang is seriously painting, and Dakangkang can't help it: "Xiaokangkang, are these 4 the same?" It's just that the colors are different.

Xiaokangkang nodded and continued to paint seriously.

The other children in the class are right. When you have a younger brother, your younger brother will interrupt you.

Mr. Kang: "Which one of these is me?"

Xiaokangkang drew a pink grandmother, then pointed to the person whose pink was pink, and then continued to paint, as well as his aunt and grandmother.

Mr. Kang was a little strange: "Why am I pink?"

As a result, the child ignored him and continued to paint.

Mr. Kang looked at himself in pink and lowered his head: "Can you change me to black? It's so cool!"

The child turned his head and said angrily: "I want to paint. Go aside and play."

Xia Sheng has been paying attention to the outside world, watching this scene, somewhat surprised, she has never seen her little son lose his temper.

So the younger son will lose his temper too?

"Husband--" Xia Sheng motioned to her husband to look outside.

Yue Qin took a look and said, "It's okay, they can handle it." There are many people in the family, which is helpful to the children's social life, because they can explore the boundaries between people in their respective relationships. After all, everyone is not without Flesh and blood puppets.

Sure enough, President Kang was stunned for a moment, a little aggrieved, and said: "Well, I'll go to the side to play, and I won't bother you."

Xiaokang saw him doing this, and felt that he had hurt his younger brother again.

Alas, I often scold stray cats and want to be fierce to the birds. After all, don’t be fierce to them, they don’t know that stray cats are dangerous.

Xiaokangkang felt that his temper was becoming more and more like Turtledove One, except that he had not hit his brother on the head with his wings.

Xiaokangkang added: "I will play with you after I finish drawing. I will finish this painting first. Teacher Xiao Liu said that I want to draw all the people we like. I like too many people..."

President Kang was dumbfounded, and suddenly realized that he seemed to not take the children's homework too seriously, so he sat quietly next to him, his eyes still gazing at the painting.

Xiaokangkang quickly finished drawing the aunt, and then turned around and added a green figure on the line above.

Seeing that he had finished painting, Mr. Kang came over immediately.

Mr. Kang said: "Can you change me to black, I don't want pink."

Xiaokangkang shook his head: "I don't like you in black, you like lying too much in black."

"Then why is it that only me and your grandma are pink?"

Xiaokangkang said, "You are also the golden one, you are also the green one, you are also the orange one, and you are the yellow one."

"Why do I have so many colors?"

Xiaokangkang could only explain it to his younger brother again: "This golden is the younger brother who doesn't lie, the green is the younger brother who knows he is wrong and will not do it, the orange is the younger brother who helps father wash the vegetables, and the yellow is the one who eats every day. The brother who needs to be clean, pink is the brother who loves cleanliness."

"The teacher said he wanted to draw people he likes, but I don't like the brother who lies, and the brother who informs."

President Kang really hit his heart with a stab, and he felt like he was severely disliked.

Xiaokangkang continued: "You certainly don't like the black brother who loses his temper."

Xiaokangkang saw that his younger brother seemed a little sad, so he comfortedly said: "Ms. Xiao Liu is right, as long as we make other beautiful colors more than unsightly ones."

Mr. Kang saw the child make a gesture: "Now, my brother's black is only a little bit, and there are so many beautiful colors! If you don't look closely, you won't see black."

President Kang looked at Xiaokangkang, and he also knew that this was good, and it was good for children to know that others had advantages and disadvantages from an early age.

However, Mr. Kang looked at the other people above, and he and his unlovable grandmother had pink, which is equivalent to picking up likes, not liking everything, no one else has so many colors, etc.-

"Who is this?" Mr. Kang pointed to the last four-color villain.

"This is auntie."

Xia Sheng's sister? He has never seen it before, so Xiaokang has seen it: "Have you seen your aunt?"

"When I was young, my aunt often came to our house and bought me clothes."

"Then there is something about her that you don't like?"

"My aunt will fight with people." The child said: "Mum won't let her fight, and she won't listen."

Mr. Kang said, your mother told her not to fight? It's not convincing at all.

However, the sisters really hammered.

In an instant, Mr. Kang didn't feel sad anymore, as long as someone was like him.