Yue Zhenshan didn't want to find his son, he wanted to find the lost son more than anyone else, if it wasn't for his work, he wouldn't have lost his young son.

After his son was lost, Yue Zhenshan mobilized his relatives and friends to look around, and even entrusted his former comrades-in-arms to go to other provinces to look for him, but his son was still nowhere to be found.

Seeing his wife wash her face with tears every day, her mental state is not as good as day by day, Yue Zhenshan sought medical advice everywhere, but Han Liping's condition did not improve at all, and she often ran back and forth at home in the hospital.

Yue Zhenshan had to work and take care of Han Liping, who was not in good health, and in the following years, whenever they got news of children of the same age, they were always disappointed again and again.

"Zhenshan, I believe my feeling that the young man named Cheng Feng is really likely to be our son. Han Liping believes that her feelings will not be wrong this time.

"Liping, you say that every time, but in the end, the result is the same every time. Yue Zhenshan couldn't dissuade his wife at all.

"But Zhenshan ......"

Yue Zhenshan looked at his wife who refused to give up and had a headache, but it was not good to go against his wife's wishes: "Okay, okay, if you really think that young man named Cheng Feng is very good, then think of him as a godson." ”

What Han Liping wants is not a godson at all, but her own son who has been lost for many years!

Han Liping's excitement disappeared in an instant, since Yue Zhenshan didn't support herself, then she would find out the answer by herself!

Yue Zhenshan also knew that Han Liping was because she couldn't let go of the eldest son she had lost, otherwise she wouldn't have been sick for so many years, and since she had her youngest son Yue Yang, Han Liping has gradually gotten better.

So, Han Liping ran to the hospital every day from the next day, Mingli was to visit the injured Qiao Yin, but in fact, she wanted to take the opportunity to see Cheng Feng.

"Godmother" Qiao Yin saw Han Liping and shouted enthusiastically.

Han Liping put the thermos pot in her hand on the table and said, "Is it better today?" Godmother stewed some blood-replenishing soup for you, you can taste it and see if it tastes. ”

Qiao Yin's complexion today is much better than yesterday, and she is not as weak as yesterday, and she can still sit up from the bed slowly.

Since she woke up yesterday, the soup has not been broken, and the second aunt Yang Jiao has cooked it at home three times a day and sent it to the hospital, and she is now almost full of water.

"Godmother, I really can't drink it. Qiao Yin looked at the soup bowl handed to her, and there was a thermos pot on the table, which Yang Jiao asked her to deliver.

Han Liping looked around and said, "What about the young man who was with you? Isn't he also injured? I made a lot of soup today, and I also brought his share." ”

"Hey, yes, let Cheng Feng help me drink. Qiao Yin put down the soup bowl in her hand and shouted Cheng Feng's name at the door.

Cheng Feng strode in and didn't ask anything, when he saw Qiao Yin pointing to the thermos pot on the table and said, "Drinking these soups is good for your injuries." ”

Cheng Feng was instantly petrified on the spot, when was he weak enough to drink tonic soup?

Han Liping endured the excitement in her heart, and quickly brought out another bowl: "Drink, this is what I cooked myself." ”

If this person in front of him is really his son, then today is the first time he has drunk the soup he made with his own hands!

Cheng Feng's fingers holding the soup bowl were stiff, he didn't notice Han Liping's loving gaze, he only knew that this was the first time he had drunk tonic soup in his life!

How many times, he was beaten with a blue nose, swollen face and purple bruises, all of which were smeared with wound medicine on himself, and he lived alone, and he often couldn't even eat a mouthful of hot rice.

"Godmother knows that you were injured to protect me, so you can drink it, don't live up to your godmother's wishes. ”

Qiao Yin's words pulled Cheng Feng's thoughts back, and he said to Han Liping, "Thank you, Mrs. Yue." Then, Goo Dong drank the soup in the bowl in one go.

Cheng Feng put down the soup bowl and went out, drank the soup, received his heart, and thanked him, his task was to protect Qiao Yin, and he always remembered his identity.

Han Liping was originally happy, but when she heard Cheng Feng's thank you to Mrs. Yue, her eyes turned red again.

Cheng Feng gave her a very cordial feeling, even if Cheng Feng had that expressionless face, she still felt cordial, just like the kind of intimacy between relatives.

And this feeling is something she has never felt before, even if she has done hundreds of paternity tests and seen hundreds of lost children, she has never had it!

Son, if you are really my son, then I don't need to thank you if I make soup for you myself......

"Godmother?" Qiao Yin found that Han Liping had been looking in the direction of the door in a daze, so she called out tentatively.

Han Liping wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand, turned around and said, "The astringency in your eyes may be that you haven't rested well in the past two days." ”

"Godmother, then you go back and rest, you are all worried about me all these days, you must not be able to eat or sleep well. ”

But Han Liping waved her hand: "It's okay, godmother doesn't have so much sleep when she is old, I'll chat with you, and I'll leave when your second aunt comes." ”

Han Liping wanted to inquire about Cheng Feng's background from Qiao Yin, and today just gave her a chance, because there was no one else in the ward.

"Nan, has Cheng Feng always been in the United States before? Was he born in the United States? Who else is in his family? What kind of work did he do in the United States before? Has he ever been married?"

Qiao Yin listened to the series of questions asked by Han Liping, and was stunned and didn't know how to answer, because she knew very little about Cheng Feng!

"Godmother, I know he's not married, and I don't know anything else, you can ask my eldest brother, Cheng Feng and my eldest brother have been together for a long time. ”

Qiao Yin noticed a deep disappointment in Han Liping's eyes, this kind of look ...... When she first went to Yue's house when she was very young and saw Han Liping, it was the same.

"Godmother, what's wrong with you?"

Han Liping forced a smile and said: "It's okay, my godmother just thinks that she is very close to Cheng Feng, and this kid looks very similar to your godfather without smiling." ”

Han Liping accompanied Qiao Yin and talked for a while, the content of the conversation between the two was about Cheng Feng, Qiao Yin talked about the past, she had a headache when she saw Cheng Feng's paralyzed face, and she smiled and leaned back.

Han Liping is happy, but Qiao Yin suffers, the injury on her waist is not healed, as long as she laughs, she will pull the wound, she can't laugh if she wants to, she is very uncomfortable.

When it was almost noon, Yang Jiao didn't come, Huo Junyao came with Xiao Zuo. Han Liping saw someone coming, so she cleaned up and went home.

Huo Junyao entered the ward in a relaxed manner, and Xiao Zuo, who followed behind him, was like a little follower, carrying four or five insulated boxes in his hands.

"Last time I saw you, I liked to eat Aunt Fu's dishes, and I asked Aunt Fu to cook them. Huo Junyao asked Xiao Zuo to put the thermos box on the table.

When I opened the insulated box, the aroma of food came to my face. Cold salad, stir-fried shrimp, parsley lily, pork ribs porridge, and pork liver soup with red dates.

"This soup was specially made for you by Aunt Fu. Huo Junyao took out the soup first.

Qiao Yin's head is full of black lines, she really replenishes her blood, these people come in different ways every day, and when she recovers from her injuries in a few days, she probably wants to vomit when she sees the soup.

"Can I eat so much today?" Qiao Yin looked at the table full of dishes, and asked Huo Junyao with raised eyebrows.

"You can eat less, yesterday...... It's for your own good. ”

Qiao Yin rolled her eyes and gave Huo Junyao: "I thought I had to starve every day?"

The corners of Huo Junyao's mouth rose, and he took a pair of chopsticks and put them in front of Qiao Yin: "Then do you eat or not?" ”

Xiao Zuo on the side silently lowered his head and looked at the ground, Mr. Huo, can you still have a face? Who ran all the way home to put these meals in a thermos box and then bring them back to the company?

Huo Junyao took up the word "send"! As for the word "hard work", Xiao Zuo said that he did not understand it very much......

However, who made Huo always laugh at Miss Qiao?

"This is what Aunt Fu made for me, why don't I eat it?" Qiao Yin said with a glare, picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, well, delicious!

This eats ......

Five insulated boxes, Huo Junyao picked up another pair of chopsticks without disgust, and ate the dishes in the same box with Qiao Yin.

"Aunt Fu's craftsmanship is so good, I have to learn from Aunt Fu when I have the opportunity. Qiao Yin put down her chopsticks and said.

"Learn what?"

"Cooking, I don't touch the spring water with my fingers, and the last thing I know is cooking. Qiao Yin stretched out her hands and spread them in front of Huo Junyao.

These hands are really ...... The fingers are slender, white and tender, and they are well maintained at a glance.

Ten fingers don't touch the spring water, that's also a reason, the Qiao family has servants, cooks, bodyguards, Qiao Mushen and guards, where do you need Qiao Yin to do?

Huo Junyao was puzzled in his eyes, learning to cook? The question is, do you still need to learn? You can let Aunt Fu cook what you like to eat, and if Aunt Fu doesn't do it well, he can also invite a chef to come.

But...... If your sweetheart can cook for herself every day, it seems to be good!

"You really want to learn?" Thinking of this, Huo Junyao made a decision.

Qiao Yin nodded: "I think, there's nothing wrong with learning to cook, at least you don't have to go hungry when you're alone in the future." ”

"Go to my house and let Aunt Fu teach you. "How good is this, I can still eat Qiao Yin's own dishes every day.

"Go to your house?" What are you kidding? She has nothing to do, and she runs so far to Huo Junyao's house every day to learn to cook?

"What's wrong with my family?" looked at Qiao Yin's stunned expression, as if his home was a tiger's den in Longtan.

Qiao Yin's head shook like a rattle: "No, I have a cook at home." ”

Well, Qiao Yin had to admit that she and Huo Junyao were alone in the same room, and with Huo Junyao's shameless and domineering style, she was afraid that she would not be able to escape the clutches.

Huo Junyao didn't know Qiao Yin's thoughts, if he knew, he would definitely say: As early as when he recognized Qiao Yin, he was destined to escape his clutches.