Roast chicken and old father

When I was a child, I was so hard-skinned that every time my mother was unhappy, she would count me down, and she kept nagging for a morning, and her mouth kept shouting: "Yao Yao and Yao you this and Yao..." I asked my mother, what does Yao mean? She glared at me and said, it's a little less than char siu, it's better to give birth to you than raw a piece of char siu! I bite, is that how I fork the chicken?

I am the one who likes to eat roast chicken the most. Every time I came home from school (one day a week), Dad made roast chicken for me to eat. It was yummy and I ate very well every time!

Since then, I have slowly begun to gain weight. At this time, my mother began to have opinions about me again. An unhappy sentence is the phrase "Yao Yao yao and yao you this and Yao", a count is most of the day.

Say you say you," I just love roast chicken anyway, I said.

"Yao again! Do you know how your dad made roast chicken for you to eat? "I don't know, how?" "It's the wok!" Since then, I have learned another pause, "Hey--- char siu!" "It turns out that Dad's roast chicken was made for me without even washing the woks, Reai!"

I asked Dad yes? Dad said, "I'm a doctor, don't I know what hygiene is?" Do you know how roast chicken is made? "I don't know, I said.

The roast chicken is roasted over an open flame and directly over fire. When roasting chicken whole, a chicken that is not fat or thin is cooked on an open flame with a fork, hence the name. No wonder Dad you made char siu chicken fat soft and juicy, bright color and full of flavor. It turned out that Dad didn't use a wok to make roast chicken. The wok is that my mother deliberately made me feel unhygienic disgust, so that I was not allowed to eat gluttonously, and did not want to see that I was too fat.

I really blamed Dad. Where in the world is there a father who does not want to leave the best food for his family? What other child understands the love of our father and mother for us?!