SFS Half left in Chapter 152
Half left in Chapter 152
"You little brat, you stay home all day and never go out. Tell me, what use are you three brats to me?"
After being slapped by his father, Lin Bao immediately jumped away, swallowed what was in his mouth, and then rubbed the back of his head.
"Dad, are you even my real dad? Why do you keep hitting me on the head? Do you know that if you keep hitting me like this, I'll become stupid sooner or later!"
"Wouldn't it be better if I beat you senseless? If I beat you senseless, I'll secretly take you to the mountains, and then whether you become food for wolves or tigers will depend on your fate."
Upon hearing this, Lin Bao let out a howl, covered his head, and ran towards the kitchen, shouting as he ran.
"Mother, my dear mother! Tell me, am I really not adopted?"
"If you were someone I picked up, I would have thrown you into the river long ago. How could I have raised you with all my love and care?"
He had just finished howling when Lin's mother's voice came from the kitchen, followed by him saying, "But my dad just said he's going to beat me senseless."
"Then he took me, who had been beaten senseless, to the mountain and left me there. Whether I was fed to wolves or tigers was up to fate."
"My goodness, I wasn't adopted, how could my father be so heartless to his own son?"
"That's too cruel! He wants to feed his son to wolves and tigers. What kind of father would do that?"
Lin Bao became more and more aggrieved as he spoke, and when he ran to the kitchen, he couldn't hide the grievance on his face.
However, his aggrieved expression only lasted a few minutes before his nose and his whole being were drawn away by the fragrance.
Lin Cai fried some flour, then coated the fish strips with the flour, and then put the fish strips into the oil to fry.
The fried fish strips, coated with the dry dipping sauce Lin Cai had prepared in advance, tasted absolutely amazing.
Lin Bao smelled the aroma and his eyes practically popped out of his head. If it weren't for the frying pan in front of him, he probably would have pounced on it already.
The hurt look on my face disappeared, leaving only a greedy expression. I went up to my little sister and said, "Little sister, what are you making? It smells so good!"
"Want some fried fish floss?"
This is fried in lard, which makes it even more fragrant. She also added some cumin to the fried flour.
Upon hearing his younger sister's question, the older brother immediately nodded vigorously; he wanted to eat it as soon as he smelled it.
Lin Cai asked him to get a pair of chopsticks and a bowl, and then poured some of her fried food into the bowl.
I also sprinkled some of the prepared dry dipping sauce on top of the fish strips.
After she finished cooking, Lin Bao ate right there in the kitchen.
The moment he put the fish in his mouth, Lin Bao's understanding of fish reached a whole new level.
It turns out that not all fish tastes bad, and not all people cook fish badly.
At least the fish his younger sister makes tastes absolutely amazing, unlike anything anyone else has ever tasted before.
After finishing his meal, Lin Bao went to get another bowl, prepared the chili powder and other seasonings, and then ran off with the bowl.
Watching him rush out with the bowl in his hand, Lin's mother scolded, "Why are you running like that, you brat? Is there a dog chasing you?"
"You brat, where are you going with that bowl? Remember to bring it back to me later. If you lose it, don't bother coming back."
Lin Bao, who had already run some distance with the bowl in his hand, replied after hearing this, "Alright, alright, I know. I won't lose your precious bowl. As long as the bowl is there, I'm fine; if the bowl isn't there, I'm not there either, right?"
After finishing his sentence, he continued to complain: "Damn it, I must have been adopted, otherwise why would I be less important than a bowl in my mother's eyes!"
Despite his complaints, Lin Bao quickened his pace and soon arrived at the gate of someone's courtyard. He didn't even ask if anyone was inside.
He pushed open the door and walked in, shouting as he went, "Old Gu, Old Gu, come out quickly, I brought you something delicious."
"Let me tell you, this is a dish my little sister invented. It's absolutely delicious! I guarantee that after you eat it, you won't be able to eat any other food..."
He had barely finished speaking when the main room door was opened, regardless of whether the host wanted him to or agreed to let him in.
He carried the bowl in his hand and walked inside, saying, "Old Gu, you know, all the fish those people make is absolutely awful."
"Even the fish served in inns or restaurants is terribly bad, but this one is different."
"This was made by my little sister today. It's incredibly delicious. I guarantee you'll want to eat it again and again, and you'll never forget it."
When Lin Bao placed the bowl of fish strips on the table, he couldn't resist picking up a strip with his hand and eating it.
After eating, he couldn't help but suck on his two fingers.
Gu Zhan frowned when he saw his actions, then looked at the bowl on the table.
The bowl contained strips of golden-yellow food tinged with red. It was impossible to tell what it was from the outside, and he had never eaten anything like it before, so he didn't know.
However, this guy said that these are deep-fried fish strips, and they look like they are made from fish meat.
Lin Bao looked at Gu Zhan, who was staring at the food but didn't seem to know how to eat it, so he went to the kitchen and got him a pair of chopsticks.
She shoved it directly into his hand: "What are you looking at? What's so interesting? It's only good when you eat it."
"Let me tell you, it smells really good, it's really different from anything you've ever had before. You'll know once you try it."
He brought this bowl of fish strips for this guy to eat, entirely because of the fish this guy had earlier.
He hoped that after eating this bowl of fish floss, the guy would forget about the other fish. After all, he had already eaten, so he shouldn't be thinking about anything else.
Under Lin Bao's enthusiastic recommendation and expectant gaze, Gu Zhan ate a piece, but before he could even taste it, he saw Lin Bao go to the kitchen and bring out another bowl.
Then he picked up the bowl on the table, poured half of the fish shreds into the empty bowl, and looked at both bowls at the same time while holding the other half of the fish shreds.
Then, right before his eyes, he grabbed several pieces from the bowl on the table and put them into the bowl in his hand.
"Alright, alright, I've already given you some of the fish. We'll split the rest in half. This is the half I saved for you, so don't finish it all so quickly."
After Lin Bao finished speaking, he took his half and left, while Gu Zhan looked at the other half on the table.
He could count the pieces of food lying haphazardly in a small bowl on both hands, yet he claimed he was leaving half.
If just a few pieces are half, then why is the half in the bowl he took much more than his?