Domineering CEO Is My Son - Chapter 145

During dinner, Xia Sheng took his sister to tidy up the study, and wanted to sleep here at night.

President Kang actually wanted to go to the study to help, but he obediently went to the kitchen to help with Xiaokang.

A lot of people are more suitable for soup pot or hot pot, but today I don’t know that Xia Ling will come back, and did not prepare these.

In addition, Mr. Kang let him wash the small intestine, which is not easy to find in the market, and Yueqin is ready to make stir-fry.

Mr. Kang’s biggest hobby every day is to help wash vegetables in the kitchen. By the way, what do you eat for dinner–

Yue Qin looked at the ingredients available in the family, probably calculated it, and quickly ordered eight dishes.

President Kang was taken aback for a moment, and said, “Do you want to make so many dishes tonight? Will you be overwhelmed?”

He has also been helping in the kitchen for a while, and he probably knows how much food the family wants to eat.

Yue Qin turned his head and saw Ren Da Kangkang sitting there and said, “It doesn’t matter if you can’t finish it. I get up earlier in the morning than you, and I’m so hungry, I can come right by then and eat it when I warm it up.”

When Mr. Kang thought about it, he instantly felt that the big dad might have made this idea.

Yue Qin: “…” Forget it, let him be happy for a while, when the child grows up, sometimes it is too beautiful to understand that imagination.

On the other side, Xia Sheng and his sister assembled the bed together and covered it with a quilt.

When the sisters came out, the kitchen was almost there.

Yue Qin asked, “Where is the master?”

Only then did Xia Ling know that there was another one at home who came to eat.

Xia Ling went to the next door with her sister with a dazed expression and asked the so-called master to come for dinner. .

The moment the door opened, Xia Ling was stunned. She actually knew this person, even though she had only seen the photo.

So, dinner is six people having dinner together.

Mr. Kang looked at the food at such a large table, and he must be enough.

And there was a big bowl of chicken vermicelli in the casserole in the kitchen, and he thought to himself that it would be heated up tomorrow morning, and the next few greens would be in it.

At the dinner table, Xiaokangkang is the first to eat his fill. After the children are full, they sit on the sofa, turn on the TV, and prepare to watch cartoons for a while.

The other children in the kindergarten have to watch cartoons, and he is also planning to watch cartoons recently.

The children in school haven’t looked at Peppa Pig much recently, and everyone is watching the bears together.

Mr. Kang was the second to be full. He ate quickly, and when he was full, he sat next to Xiaokang.

It turned out that he was watching a cartoon–

“Didn’t you not watch cartoons before?”

On TV, two bears were still playing in the forest. Xiaokangkang didn’t even turn his head to look at his younger brother, and said, “Ms. Xiao Liu showed us an episode.”

When Mr. Kang was a child, the cartoons were Nezha Naohai, Journey to the West, these **** and adventurous cartoons, the little boys of their era liked Nezha, and they liked Monkey King or Ultraman who saved the world.

Obviously, the appearance of bears is not the cartoon he has watched.

When Mr. Kang saw that Xiaokang ignored him, he kept his eyes on the TV.

Mr. Kang also watched, watching the two bears playing happily with humans on the TV screen, and couldn’t help but vomit —

“This cartoon is too silly, how can a bear get along with people in peace?”

Xiaokangkang turned his head and glanced at his younger brother.

President Kang shut up immediately and continued to watch.

Mr. Kang glanced again and couldn’t help but step on it: “Now the quality of cartoons is getting worse and worse. The cartoons that I made when I was a child are still good-looking. Journey to the West is better than this.”

From Mr. Kang’s view, the story of Monkey King Monkey King is the story that children should read.

Xiaokangkang turned his head and said, “Brother, you go to Mom and Dad to play.”

Mr. Kang looked over there. He was eating there.

He turned his head and continued to read the story of two bears and a bald head.

“Why does this bear look so stupid?”

Xiaokangkang: “Because he is Brother Xiong. Brother Xiong is stupid.”

President Kang nodded: “I feel it too.”

Xiaokangkang slapped a hand on his face and couldn’t bear to look any more.

“Did this brother get into trouble again?” Mr. Kang asked again: “His brother is very good, but he is not angry.”

“Their names are too simple, they are called Xiong Da and Xiong Er? This is too casual.”

Xiaokang glanced at Dakangkang.

Dakangkang, Xiaokangkang, this is not a complicated name either.

“Dude, I’ll show you a cartoon about Journey to the West!” Mr. Kang really couldn’t bear to watch this in his well-off childhood.

“The Monkey King, Monkey King, can go to heaven and earth, and make seventy-two changes!” Mr. Kang felt that it was a cartoon for children, so he should develop his imagination.

Xiaokangkang thought for a while and asked, “Does Monkey King have a brother?”

Xiaokangkang is different from other children. In his previous life, because he couldn’t speak, most of his contact with the outside world was in special education centers, and he hadn’t really contacted Monkey King.

President Kang: “He doesn’t have a brother, he jumped out of a rock.”

Xiaokangkang looked at the troubled brother Xiong on the screen and decided to see Monkey King.

“But he has two juniors, one Zhu Bajie and the other Drifting.”

“There is also a master named Tang Seng, and they are going to Xitian to learn the scriptures together.”

“There are two younger brothers?” Xiaokangkang sighed.

Mr. Kang has already started searching for the Journey to the West cartoon, the 99 version on TV.

I received it soon.

The opening song came out–

“Brother Monkey-Brother Monkey -“

The four adults who were eating on the other side looked over.

Mr. Kang explained: “That bear is not good at all. Children should read Journey to the West!”

The four adults came over immediately holding the bowl.

Mr. Kang has some sorrows: “Let me tell you, this is really good-looking, it is the childhood memory of our generation.”

Mr. Kang was not embarrassed to say that when he was a child, he bought the golden hoop and the little tiger skirt by himself, pretending to be Monkey King.

Of course, at that time, the one who wore the skirt was the same as Monkey King’s, and the meaning was different!

The master has never read Journey to the West. He was on the deceitful road when he was a child, and then he ran up to the mountain by himself, so he had no time to watch cartoons.

The opening song is still singing–

President Kang was afraid that Xiaokang would not be able to understand, so he couldn’t help selling Amway——

“This is a golden cudgel, it can be shrunk or shrunk, and he keeps it in his ears.”

“You see that he can blow out a lot of Monkey Kings by pulling only one hair.” Xia Sheng couldn’t help but said, “When I was young, I wanted to pull out my hair and blow a few by myself, one to read, one to learn piano, one Go wandering.”

“When I was young, too!” Xia Ling said.

“I like his somersault cloud.” Yue Qin couldn’t help but said: “At that time, I especially hoped that a cloud would help me carry corn like a somersault cloud.”

Mr. Kang: “I’m different. When I was a kid, I hoped that Monkey King could be friends with Honghaier Nezha, instead of going to Xitian to learn from it.”

The master hadn’t read Journey to the West, looked at the TV screen silently, and then glanced at Xiaokang who patted his forehead with the palm of his hand.

Xiaokangkang said, “Ms. Xiao Liu seems to let me paint leaves. I’m going to paint leaves. Let’s keep watching TV.”

President Kang was stunned for a moment. Don’t children now like this kind of hero?

“Journey to the West is really good. You haven’t watched it yet. Just listened to the opening song. Look at it. It’s really good. This Monkey King, he popped out of a crack in the rock!”

“I’m going to paint leaves.”

Mr. Kang sighed: “Don’t all kids like this anymore?”

The master looked at the kid who was seriously drawing, thought for a while, and said, “Where can I get popcorn for sale? I’ll go out and buy some popcorn.”

The four people who were immersed in childhood heroes are still lamenting how their childhood male gods are not liked by children nowadays.

At night, when Mr. Kang got up, he saw the master tiptoe out.

Mr. Kang is a little strange, what are you doing so sneaky?

He immediately followed up gently, and saw the other side open the door next door.

President Kang was dumbfounded: “What is this going to do?” Going to eat when you are hungry in the middle of the night?

President Kang also opened the door next door carefully, only to see that there was light in the living room.

Xiaokang and the master are sitting side by side, and the little monkey wearing a Taoist robe is approving the teacher on the TV screen.

“I’ll watch it with you too, I like this too.” The master’s voice.

Mr. Kang heard Xiaokang say in a low voice: “You weren’t found by my brother when you came out, right?”

“He’s already asleep.”

“Then don’t talk while you are watching.”

“it is good.”

President Kang: “…”