Hearing the strange movement outside, Grandma Zhao also walked out of the kitchen, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she was also a little puzzled and stunned, "What's the matter? Why is Shanshan crying? Who bullied you? Why did Xinxin lie on the dragon's body? What kind of body does the girl's family have, did you make your sister angry again?"

"I didn't ...... There is no ......" Jiang Shanyao's voice floated out of its mouth, "We know the Dark Dragon, but we haven't seen each other for too long, and I am so happy to see it at home today, so I cried!" Grandma Zhao's suspicious eyes swept over the faces of several people, and the Prime Minister's eyes were also suspicious. Although both of them had doubts in their hearts, they didn't say anything more, and after exchanging glances, they understood that the other party wanted to ask the two little girls afterwards. "Okay, okay, how old are you, hurry up and wash your hands and eat!" The Prime Minister's words set the tone of the matter and calmed down the incident for the time being.

The dishes for dinner were simple home-cooked dishes, with a homely taste and warmth, which made Lin Kunyan very satisfied, but the only thing that made him feel dissatisfied was that Jiang Shan and Jiang Xin sat beside him left and right, and they were very close. Jiang Shan is a quiet and wise girl, light and light, which makes people very comfortable, like a good wife and mother. The strange thing is that Jiang Xin, a mother and twins, is the other extreme, jumping out of cuteness, fresh and natural, like the little sister next door.

"Li Wen and Kun Yan eat more, you're welcome! Don't just eat, eat more dishes!" Grandma Zhao watched the two of them bury their heads in the struggle with the rice in front of them, couldn't help but smile, and persuaded the dishes earnestly. Lin Kunkun did not have the habit of holding a bowl with his left hand, his left hand was on his left leg, and the chopsticks in his right hand swam between the bowl and his mouth.

After a while, he found that his left hand was tightly held by a cold little hand, which was soft and boneless, delicate and tender, which really made Lin Kunyan love it. Lin Kunyan lowered his head and glanced at it, and found that the little hand was stretched out from Jiang Shan, and he raised his head to look at Jiang Shan funny. The girl still looked calm, there was no food in the bowl in front of her, and she sat quietly on the chair, her head bowed slightly, and there was a faint flush on both sides of her cheeks. In Lin Kunyan's eyes, she had defeated all the food, and she desperately wanted to bite that blown-up face.

Lin Kunyan lowered his head again, slowly picked up the green vegetables in the bowl and chewed them in his mouth, but his eyes were a little erratic, and after a long time, he pulled out his rough big hand from Jiang Shan's small hand. Jiang Shan's eyes began to darken, and there were a little tears flashing in her eyes, but she immediately became pleasantly surprised, and looked up at Lin Kunyan happily, because at this time, Lin Kunkun's withdrawn hand was put down again, and it was gently covered on Jiang Shan's little hand, and gradually clenched. Lin Kunyan also had a smile in his eyes, as if he had let go of some knot.

"Kun Yan, why don't you hold the bowl?" Grandma Zhao's voice came. Youyou's voice was like a reprimand, "Fate, why don't you hold the bowl, look at your bowl, ah, it's the same as rowing!" Lin Kunyan gently let go of the left hand holding Jiang Shan's little hand, patted the back of the little hand, and then put his left hand on the table, held the edge of the bowl, smiled at Grandma Zhao again, and started the struggle over the meal again.

Jiang Shan's kung fu in making tea is indeed very good, and the tea set of the prime minister's house is also a carefully selected Jiangsu Yixing purple clay pot. She first rinsed the teapot and teacup with boiling water from the inside out. Then quickly put the big red robe into the pot, and the amount of tea was half of the tea vessel, no more and no less, and the teapot that had been rinsed with boiling water at this time still retained a high temperature. The boiling water was poured into the pot, and the fragrance was permeated, but Jiang Shan did not pour the tea into the fair cup, nor did she divide it into the tea cup to rinse the cup as usual, but poured out the teapot directly. Seeing this, Lin Kunyan nodded subconsciously. This nodding action was just seen by Jiang Shan, and she immediately smiled. Hold the kettle, pour the boiling water into the teapot, the tea leaves of the big red robe are tumbling up and down in the pot is beautiful, about fifteen seconds later, skip the fair cup and pour the tea directly into the smelling cup, and the room is full of fragrance in a moment.

"It's really a vivid interpretation of the taste of the big red robe!" Lin Kunyan's small praise made Jiang Shan happy. Even the turtle, who didn't know anything about tea, praised it, and the prime minister and Grandma Zhao were even more intoxicated and proud.