As the child grew up, he became more and more handsome.

Big, thick legs, small, thick feet like bread, small, fleshy hands like garlic cloves, and a big, fat face like steamed buns, all white and clean.

She is simply Wang Jianye’s dream girl.

Wang Jianye looks forward to getting off work every day. He used to be rarely late or leave early, but now he leaves early if possible.

Because there was a new member in his family whom he missed very much.

"Little Wang Mujia, do you miss your daddy?"

Once home.

Wang Jianye then took Wang Mujia from Chen Kejia's arms.

Wang Mujia is now three months old. He is chubby and cute, with round eyes, and can already make babbling sounds.

Wang Jianye felt like his heart was melting.

"Dad, let me tell you a story."

Wang Jianye hugged him and asked him if he wanted to listen.

Wang Mujia can't speak yet and can only make babbling sounds.

Wang Jianye pricked up his ears and listened, as if he understood the baby's language, "Oh, you want to listen, then daddy will tell you a story, um...

Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and on the mountain there was a temple. In the temple there were old monks and young monks. The old monk told the young monk a story. What was he telling?

It’s about a long time ago, there was a mountain, and on the mountain…”

At this point, Wang Jianye suspected that he was seeing things. The baby seemed to have frowned, as if to say:

Lao Deng, you tell me stories and I am very happy, but I don’t like the stories you tell me.

Wang Jianye called Chen Kejia over and excitedly told her what he had just seen.

Chen Kejia looked at him helplessly: "How can a three-month-old baby understand your story? You must be too tired and your eyes must be blurry. Let me take care of the child while you take a rest."

Wang Jianye shook his head. He always missed his child when he was at work. After finally getting off work and being able to be close to his baby, Wang Jianye was reluctant to take a rest.

After Chen Kejia left, Wang Jianye asked Wang Mujia: "Do you dislike the story I just told you? If you don't like it, just shake your head."

Wang Mujia stared at Wang Jianye with her big eyes without any reaction.

Wang Jianye didn't care whether he could understand it or not and told him a different story.

……

When you have kids, time seems to pass by so quickly.

Nine months passed in the blink of an eye.

Wang Jianye has grown from a wrinkled Wang Mujia weighing only 6.2 jin at first glance to a beautiful and cute one who can even crawl!

As long as he is awake, Wang Mujia doesn't want to stay still and likes to use all four limbs to crawl around.

Wang Mujia's uncle, Chen Xiaobao, who is in the second grade of elementary school, had a hard time arm wrestling with Wang Mujia.

This made Chen Xiaobao doubt his life. He thought, "Brother, are you really that strong? I had to work so hard to beat you. I must have eaten so much in vain in the past nine years."

It is now September 1955.

An awarding ceremony was held in Xiyuan, followed by a banquet.

As the most famous chef in Beijing and even in the whole of China, Wang Jianye was naturally invited to take charge of the cooking.

So on this day, Wang Jianye brought his eleven apprentices with him.

Chen Xiaoyang, Ma Hua, Wang Yijun, Defu brothers, Cheng Jie... and others.

Arrived at Xiyuan.

The skills of Wang Jianye's disciples have all reached the level of a head chef, and they are fully capable of assisting Wang Jianye.

Wang Jianye has been to Xiyuan several times, but this is the first time for his disciples.

They should remember what Wang Jianye taught them when they came here. After entering, they should not look around, walk around or talk nonsense. They should cooperate with Wang Jianye to prepare the banquet well.

At this time, following Wang Jianye, under the guidance of the staff, they came to the restaurant kitchen. "Chef Cheng, what dishes are you going to make this time?"

Wang Jianye came up to Master Cheng and asked.

Although Wang Jianye is a good cook, the preparation of this dinner was still presided over by the experienced Master Cheng.

Master Cheng took out a finalized menu and handed it to Wang Jianye: "Look, the menu has been finalized, and we have prepared the ingredients. All we have to do is to prepare these dishes before 7pm."

There were more than 600 people who were awarded the honors this time, and the dinner was held in the form of a cocktail party on the lawn outside a hall.

So only three servings of each dish are made, but there are a lot of dishes, in addition to the dishes there are also various fruits, pastries and so on.

Wang Jianye nodded, and after finding out which part of the dish he was supposed to cook, he called his apprentices together and assigned them tasks.

At 6:30 in the afternoon, Wang Jianye, his apprentices, and some other chefs, who were tired after a day of work, finally finished preparing the dishes required for the dinner.

The waiters who came in one after another brought them out one by one.

Finished the dinner party.

Wang Jianye can finally get off work.

His apprentices were all very excited. After all, they had been to Xiyuan and cooked for more than 600 decorated generals.

Wang Jianye didn't feel excited at all. He just wanted to go home and hug his own Wang Mujia.

……

"You're back. Have you eaten yet?"

Chen Kejia was doing housework. When she saw Wang Jianye coming back, she asked with concern.

"Have not eat yet."

Wang Jianye replied casually and asked, "Is my son asleep now?"

Chen Kejia knew that he still missed the child, so she smiled and said, "He just woke up, go see him, I'll make you something, what do you want to eat?"

"Just some noodles."

Wang Jianye didn't have any requirements for food, and after saying that, he went into the inner room of the bedroom.

Wang Mujia was sitting on the bed, helping to fold clothes.

Wang Jianye was surprised and called Chen Kejia over: "He can actually fold clothes?"

Chen Kejia nodded: "That's right, our son is very smart. I was folding clothes beside him, and he learned it after watching for a while. Look, he folded those clothes. How great."

Wang Jianye was very happy and excited, even more excited than when he prepared a dinner for more than 600 generals in Xiyuan.

Wang Mujia saw Wang Jianye, and she made a humming sound and stretched out her arms.

Wang Jianye immediately went over and picked him up: "My baby son, you are so great. You can help mom fold clothes at only nine months old."

Wang Mujia seemed to understand what Wang Jianye said, and raised his double chin in a somewhat proud manner.

mua~
Wang Jianye couldn't help himself and kissed him on his chubby face.

Wang Mujia quickly wiped it with her hands, and then wiped it on Wang Jianye.

……

Twelve months.

Wang Mujia can walk now, and now he can’t stay still anymore. As long as he is awake, he walks around.

I don’t like to wear socks, I just run around barefoot.

But Wang Mujia's grandma and great-grandmother were very tired as they had to keep an eye on her all the time.

Although I was tired, I was also very happy and I liked this child very much.

Wang Mujia's grandmother lives nearby, so when Wang Jianye and his wife are at work during the day, she comes to help take care of the children.

After work in the afternoon, Wang Mujia's grandmother would come here to see her grandson two days out of three. (End of this chapter)