After Song Youcai returned from the company, he didn't see anyone in the living room. He followed the sound to the kitchen.
"Slow down. Yes, let the egg spread evenly. Yes, yes, you did well this time.”
In the kitchen, Wen Hong was patiently teaching her daughter how to make an omelet.
There were already a few failed dishes on the countertop beside him. Some were too overcooked and a little burnt, while others were in a strange shape.
"Eh? Why was Xiao Ya learning how to cook today?”
Song Youcai exclaimed in surprise.
"Ah!"
Wen Hong and Song Ya were both shocked.
One of them was teaching seriously, while the other was engrossed in learning. They did not hear the commotion outside at all.
Song Ya's hand trembled, and the egg roll that had taken so much effort to form in the square pot was ruined again.
"Dad! What are you doing? You suddenly scared me and made me fail again.”
Song Ya complained angrily.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You guys were too serious and didn't hear me!”
Song Youcai hurriedly apologized and walked over to take a look. He grinned and comforted her,"It didn't fail. Isn't the shape a little strange? Take it out and I'll eat it. It's made by my precious daughter. It must be delicious.”
"Aiya, don't cause trouble. Go away. There's food over there.”
Song Ya reached out and pushed him away. She pointed at the few failed works on the table beside her and then looked at her mother."Mom, let's do it again!"
"Good, good, good!"
Wen Hong nodded with a smile on her face. She was very pleased with her daughter's tenacious and unyielding character.
Song Ya placed the failed omelet on a plate and started again.
At the side, Song Youcai picked up a pair of chopsticks and put a charred omelet into his mouth.
It wasn't too bad, but it was a little too bland.
"Wow, baby, you're so talented. This omelet is so delicious.”
Song Youcai praised exaggeratedly.
Song Ya beat the egg and glanced at him with a calm expression. She said,"Then eat more. It's best if you finish it all so as not to waste it.”
"No problem, leave it to me!"
Song Youcai patted his chest and said with a smile,"It's my precious daughter's first time cooking. Of course, I have to enjoy it.”
Wen Hong looked at him quietly with pity in her eyes.
She knew that not all of these failed works could be barely eaten.
For example, one of the dishes had a lot of salt added by her daughter. It was definitely very salty.
After that, Song Youcai tasted the dishes one by one and praised them endlessly.
When he ate the portion with more salt, his face stiffened, but he still praised her.
"Hmm, this one is not bad either. It's better than the previous one. That one is too bland…"
The mother and daughter did not care about his performance at all. They continued to fry the eggs with the beaten eggs.
"Slowly shake the pot so that the egg liquid covers the bottom of the pot evenly. Yes, very good. The most important thing about this omelet is its shape…"
This time, Song Ya finally made an omelet that looked good.
"This is not bad. It's enough.”
Wen Hong smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Hehe…Let me try it."
Song Ya beamed with joy. She picked up a small piece with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth, chewing it carefully.
At the same time, Song Youcai had just finished all the failed products and burped.
"You ate so much. It seems that you don't have to eat dinner, right?”
Wen Hong said to her husband in amusement.
"It's okay. I can eat the omelet my precious daughter made for the first time. I don't even need to eat for a few days.”
Song Youcai said cheerfully.
Song Ya swallowed the food in her mouth and frowned slightly. She shook her head and said,"No, the taste is still too inferior compared to what you made, Mom. The shape isn't perfect either.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Youcai felt as if he had been struck by lightning and was dumbfounded.
"Puff!"
Wen Hong could not help but laugh out loud.
"This…this is for that brat?”
Song Youcai gritted his teeth and asked after he came back to his senses.
"What else?"
Wen Hong suppressed her laughter and rolled her eyes.
"I ate the failed product I gave him?"
Song Youcai's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
Wen Hong gave him a sympathetic look and nodded.
"Dad, you should eat this too!"
Song Ya scooped out the remaining omelet from the pot and placed it in front of Song Youcai.
Song Youcai glared at his precious daughter. The fat on his face trembled violently as he said word by word,"Song Ya, I'm your biological father!”
"Hahahaha…"
Wen Hong couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed hysterically while clutching her stomach.
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Tang Ze did not know that a comical comedy was being staged around him in the Song family's villa.
He was having dinner with his parents at home.
His father, Tang Wenshi, also got off work early today. It seemed that the factory had not been doing well recently and there was very little work.
"I heard that the higher-ups haven't been receiving any orders recently. It seems that they're going to lay off employees next month.”
Li Xia picked up some meat from her son's bowl and said worriedly.
"Sigh! "Now that the common people have money in their pockets, many people pursue branded and high-quality clothes. Our factory leaders are more pedantic, so the benefits will naturally become worse and worse.”
Tang Wenshi complained for a while and comforted,"But we're old employees after all. The layoffs won't affect us. Don't worry!”
"That's true, but I'm just worried that my salary will drop!”
Li Xia was still a little worried.
Tang Wenshi took a sip of the white wine and sighed again."That can't be helped. I think if this continues, this factory won't last for two years. We still have to find a way ahead of time!”
"What can we do? Other than making clothes, he didn't know anything else!”
"We'll cross the bridge when we come to it. We have hands and feet, so we can always find something to do!”
"By the way, Hubby, my sister also has a clothing business in Yangcheng. She seems to be doing quite well. Why don't I find an opportunity to ask her? He wanted to see if he could learn from her and do some business.”
"Sure, it's always good to be prepared.”
Tang Ze ate his food and listened to his parents 'conversation quietly. He was thinking about how to use his first bucket of gold to improve the conditions of his family.
In his previous life, his company was mainly in the real estate industry and involved several fields. He also had a clothing brand company under him. Because it was not large, he basically handed it over to his subordinates to manage.
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