The twenty-third day of the lunar month is the day of the sacrificial stove.

It is also the day of the Yang family's reunion, and every year on the twenty-third of the year, the mother and son have to sit together for a reunion dinner. On Chinese New Year's Eve, both of them were going to the army to spend Chinese New Year's Eve.

Every year.

It's just that there will be one more person this year, Yang Xinyan really didn't expect that the girl she liked very much would really be grabbed by her son.

His son is really amazing.

Yang Xinyan smiled and looked at the time, these two people should be almost back, right?

There are still a bunch of things in the kitchen, which were sent by Lu Xinyu just now, all of which were purchased according to Yang Junhao's list, which is very fresh.

However, Yang Xinyan didn't plan to get it, and besides, she wouldn't get these things.

In previous years, the reunion dinner between mother and son was made by Yang Junhao after processing the ingredients, and she, the mother, just stood at the kitchen door and talked to her son.

It can't be helped, the food she cooks is so bad that if she cooks, it will spoil the good ingredients.

The doorbell rang, Yang Xinyan stood up and tidied up her clothes, and when she opened the door, she saw a pair of beautiful people standing there, her son was smiling stupidly, carrying something in his hand and saying to himself, "Mom, we're back." ”

"Uncle...... Hello, aunt. Ye Xiaoxi blushed, and was a little embarrassed.

"Xiao Nuan, come in quickly. Yang Xinyan smiled and took Ye Xiaoxi's hand and put the prepared thermos in her hand, "It's frozen, look at this cold hand." ”

I obviously listened to the warmth, but when the warm water bag was placed in my hand, there was still a warm current flowing down the palm of my hand to the atrium.

"Thank you. ”

"From now on, we will all be a family, don't be so polite to me. Yang Xinyan smiled and took Ye Xiaoxi's hand, "Hurry up and sit." The ingredients you asked Xinyu to buy were already in the kitchen, and I didn't move. ”

The latter sentence was said to Yang Junhao.

"Mom, you've got to let me take a breath, and look at the gifts that Xiaoxi bought you. Yang Junhao was a little resentful, "If you have a daughter-in-law like you, you don't want a son, and you will drive me into the kitchen as soon as you enter the door?"

"What's the matter? are you not happy? Do you want the two mothers outside to serve you?" Yang Xinyan glared at Yang Junhao and said with a smile, "Then why don't I go and deal with those fish and shrimp for you?"

"Don't mind. Yang Junhao smiled and waved his hand, "This is Xiaoxi's intention, I'll go to the kitchen, you guys talk slowly." ”

"I ...... I ...... too."

"No, I don't. Yang Xinyan didn't wait for Ye Xiaoxi to finish speaking and pulled her down, "Let him get it, he's most happy to do this, and my gift? ”

"Hurry up and open it for me to see. Yang Xinyan picked up the bag, "I like the clothes of this house the most." ”

"You want to try it?" Ye Xiaoxi said, "In the future, you will go to their house to pick up the clothes you like, and I have already told the store." ”

"TY?" Yang Xinyan said with a smile, "Okay." ”

Then Mei Zizi took the clothes and went to her bedroom to try them on.

"Do you need my help?" Ye Xiaoxi said with a small face standing at the door of the kitchen, "It's a little itchy to look at your hands." ”

"Let you try it later? You go out first, and when I'm done cleaning up, Chef Ye will come back to take charge." Yang Junhao quipped.

"Okay, Yang Xiaogong, you will do a good job, and you will be rewarded for handling this chef well. ”

"What are you rewarding?" Yang Junhao quickly came over, kissed her first, and whispered in her ear, "Okay?"

"Dirty embryos. Ye Xiaoxi blushed and didn't want to look at him.

"How?"

Here, Yang Xinyan walked out in new clothes, "Xiaoxi still has a good eye, I didn't dare to wear this color before." ”

I didn't expect it to look so good on my body.

She couldn't believe it was herself when she stood in front of the mirror just now.

Her clothes used to be dimly colored, and she hadn't worn such a bright color in years.

It seems that since divorcing that person, she has never worn clothes of this color again.

"It's good, it's good. Ye Xiaoxi praised again and again.

It's not a compliment, but I really think it's good-looking.

Yang Xinyan was originally a beauty, and the precipitation of the years over the years has made her more attractive as a mature woman, but her age does not seem to have increased much.

She used to wear dark clothes, and the brilliance on her body was suppressed by those dark colors.

"Auntie, you should dress like this, it's beautiful. Ye Xiaoxi continued to praise, "If the two of us walk on the street in the future, people will definitely think that you are my sister." ”

As soon as Yang Xinyan's clothes came out, she instantly became several years younger, plus she was in a good mood today, and her whole temperament was completely different, and she looked even younger.

"This little mouth is like honey. Yang Xinyan said happily, "It's still my daughter's intimacy, look at the clothes I bought are different." ”

"Where is like this stinky boy, you know that you don't go shopping with me if you give me money. ”

With these words, he obviously wanted to treat Ye Xiaoxi as his daughter, and accused Yang Junhao to her, "What's the point of me shopping alone?"

"Yes. Ye Xiaoxi pouted and stood decisively on the side of her future mother-in-law, "If you want to go shopping in the future, I will accompany you." ”

Yang Junhao, "......"

He found a problem, and his status in this family will definitely get lower and lower in the future.

Still, he enjoyed it.

"Then after lunch, how about I accompany you to go shopping and watch a movie?" Yang Junhao said with a smile, "You can buy whatever you want." ”

"That's pretty much it. Yang Xinyan rushed to the people with a smile, "Hurry up and get food, don't delay our time." ”

Yang Junhao, "......"

Come on, now it's completely reduced to labor, Yang labor.

Yang Laoli hummed a small tune and quickly packed up the fresh ingredients, and Yang Xinyan in the living room heard her son's voice and said to Ye Xiaoxi with a smile, "When he was very young, he couldn't do it himself, so he could only barely eat it, and then he went to the big canteen to eat, and then the big canteen was tired of eating, so he began to think about cooking by himself." ”

"Over the years, the craftsmanship has become more and more exquisite, and we will all have good luck in the future. Yang Xinyan was a little sad when she started talking, and a little proud when she was talking later.

In the first few years, her whole life did not slow down because of that marriage, and if it weren't for her son, she wouldn't know how to survive.

Divorce was criticized by too many people in those days, even if she was the injured party.

But a woman with a son talks too much.

She remembered one time because she couldn't bear to hear those words, and when she woke up, she saw her son, who was not yet as tall as the stove, standing on a stool and making porridge for her.

The small back stood upright on the stool, motionless.

As long as Yang Xinyan thinks of her son's thin body, she is uncomfortable.

also because of this illness, she completely understood that if she felt sorry for herself like this, she and her son were ruined in the end.

Isn't it just a man?

She also has a son!