As soon as Chen Qilin came back, the coldness of the upper room was swept away.

Xuzhou Mansion is 100 kilometers away from Maoshan Village, and a snow fell at dusk, Chen Qilin rushed for a day, and finally arrived home in the evening. He wore a large blue sweater with a thick bib and snow on it.

The people in the upper room and the first room, except for the fourth room, all put down their chopsticks and stood up to greet Qi Lin.

"The eldest grandson is here." Mrs. Chen's waist didn't hurt anymore, and her anger was smooth, so she hurriedly stood up and was supported by Xue Miao and Xue Yao, and grabbed Chen Qilin's hand, feeling the coolness in her hand, and the tears in her eyes couldn't stop falling.

The kang in the house was hot, Chen Qilin took off his big sweater and saluted Mrs. Chen and Mr. Chen. When the countrymen did not have such a serious courtesy, Mrs. Chen and Old Man Chen panicked all of a sudden, and their eyes were full of pride.

Zhao stood aside and looked at his son carefully, and saw that he was wearing silk and leather boots on his feet, and knew that Xue Yao had purchased them earlier, and he was slightly relieved. Qi Lin is taller than before, only a little thinner than when autumn came. The eye sockets were sunken, and the nose was better, and Zhao knew that he was studying hard in the White Horse Academy, and he held a handkerchief in his hand and covered his mouth and shed tears silently.

Xue Yao on the side took Zhao's hand and stabilized her feelings.

Mrs. Chen took Chen Qilin's hand and sat down, looked at it carefully, and saw that she had lost weight, as if she had cut her heart and liver.

"It's good in that academy, you see you've lost weight."

"It's been smooth all the way, no, it's snowing, and you're freezing all the way."

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Mrs. Chen was babbling, and Zhao couldn't interject several times. Anxiously wiping away tears, Chen Qilin responded one by one, his voice was cold and without any emotion.

"It's a cold day, why don't you wear the jacket I sewed for you?" Old Mrs. Chen glanced at Qi Lin's neckline and found that he was wearing a silver silk jacket, not the cotton green jacket she had sewn.

White Horse Academy has always been a place for wealthy families to study. Qi Lin just borrowed the name of Ding Mansion, and because of his identity and family background, he was a man with his tail between his legs everywhere. If he wore a cotton jacket, he should be looked down upon by the other students, so as soon as he received it, he gave it to the gatekeeper.

"It's dirty, I washed it two days ago and it hasn't dried." Of course, not to be honest.

Old Man Chen took a sip of wine and interrupted Mrs. Chen: "My grandson has been on the road for a day, can you not be tired or hungry, hurry up and let go." Let your grandson have a cup of hot tea first. ”

It was rare for Mrs. Chen not to be angry with Old Man Chen, wiped her eyes, and said in a loud voice: "Your master is right, this is a cold day." ”

Another stack of shouts Zhao's tea, add dishes and chopsticks.

Zhao finally seized the opportunity to take a good look at his son, and took advantage of the time to add tea and chopsticks to talk to his son, asking the same as Mrs. Chen, and turning over and over were those few sentences "Are you tired", "Are you cold", "Are you hungry", "Why are you so thin".

Chen Qilin was a little impatient in his heart. endured on his face and responded to Li absently. Li Shi only thought that he was tired and hungry after a day's journey. It's normal to not have the heart to speak.

Chen Zigui held his chopsticks, and when he saw Chen Qilin coming back, he didn't care much, and he was eating the chicken leg with Zhang's one by one. Zhang Shi Qi stared at Chen Qilin with slanted eyes, and the injustice in his heart rose again, why is the son born in the second room a golden egg, and his own three sons are earth eggs. What good things do you usually eat. Zhang only cared about himself, and at this time, he saw his in-laws surrounding Chen Qilin and ate the taste in his heart, so he put down the chicken leg casually, picked up the edible ones in the plate of fried black peanuts in front of him, and handed them to the three eggs sitting on the side one by one.

Mrs. Chen doesn't blame the fourth daughter-in-law for her greed. Stared at the half-gnawed chicken leg in front of her and slashed at it. stewed a chicken, just two chicken legs, originally reserved for the eldest grandson, half of it had already entered Zhang's stomach, and the other was chewing in Chen Zigui's mouth.

Mrs. Chen moved her buttocks, leaned half-over, and moved the chicken, duck and fish on the table to Chen Qilin with her own hands. It is said that the chicken, duck and fish meat are too much, except for the chicken that has been torn off two chicken legs is complete, the rest are all fancy shelves. Mrs. Chen was too careful, bought a duck, boiled half of it and kept half of it, shaved the meat and boiled some of it each time as a topping, and the duck rack was used to make soup, and even the water that flew over the duck meat was retained, saying that there was a meat smell in it and used it underneath. The fish is also the same meal, at this time the fish on the table slipped the fish bones, a fat fish head pieced together the tail, and the fish body was ordered by Mrs. Chen to fry the fish pieces for Chinese New Year's Eve.

"Eldest grandson, don't drink that tea, eat some chicken, and replenish your body." Mrs. Chen took a pair of chopsticks and put the chicken in Chen Qilin's bowl.

Chen Qilin put down the teacup, held the chopsticks, and saw the fried black or sparse vegetables and meat all over the table, and he didn't know where to start. He got up early this morning and hurried to catch up with a piece of cake in his stomach, and after a day of driving, he was even more hungry, and there was a thunder in his stomach.

I had to take the chicken that Mrs. Chen put in the bowl, put it in my mouth and chewed it a few times, it was hard and hard, and my throat was sore, and I couldn't swallow it.

He gently put down his chopsticks and took a sip of tea ruthlessly, the chicken was finally swallowed, his throat was hot and painful, and he couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of tea. The table full of people stared at Chen Qilin to see that he was a scholar in the end, even if he was a good face in front of his family, he couldn't help but blush, gently covered the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and spit out the chicken.

Knowing Mo Ruo's mother, Zhao raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes, no wonder his son couldn't eat. After a day's work today, it was dusting and boiling water to serve Mrs. Chen to bathe, the tired thief died, and it was inevitable to go away with resentment when cooking at night, and there was an unobtrusive Zhang instigated on the side, and the meal was made in a mess, and the table was served uncooked.

Zhao was shrewd, knowing that this meal was difficult to swallow, so he had already secretly eaten it in the pot house, and called Xue Miao and Xue Yao over to fill their stomachs. Xue Miao ate a bowl of soup, half a bowl of chicken, and a piece of burrito, Xue Yao was used to living a jade food life in Ding Mansion, and the food at home was naturally not taken into account, and she didn't dare to eat more in order to wear a wedding dress that pinched her waist, so she didn't eat much these days when she came to the house.

Zhao gently patted Qi Lin's back, full of distress, knowing that this meal had fallen into his son's stomach, so he burned it with his heart.

Chen Zigui and Zhang's food is chirping. No matter how unpalatable the food is, these two people can eat the delicacies of the mountains and the sea. Taking advantage of her mother-in-law's inattention, Zhang leaned forward and grabbed the chicken in front of Qi Lin and quickly stuffed it into her mouth. She was angry, her three grandsons were not grandsons, and she just brought the table full of meat to Qi Lin. Thinking like this, Zhang chewed the meat in his mouth more and more vigorously. It's as if there's a grudge.

The second and third eggs saw their mother's chicken and did the same, and they stretched out their chopsticks to clamp it, and after a cup of tea, only the soup was left in a plate of chicken.

Chen Qilin coughed for a while before stopping, still holding the chicken spit out of his mouth in his hand, with a trace of phlegm on it, sticky to his hand, and wanted to throw it to the ground. How could Mrs. Chen hold his hand, he had to clench his fists, and his heart was even more disgusting.

When Mrs. Chen saw her eldest grandson's uncomfortable appearance, her heart hurt as if she was rolling in hot oil. immediately dropped his chopsticks and scolded Zhang's face: "Eat, you know how to eat, are you a starving ghost reincarnated or what, eat this meal and rush to reincarnate or what." Look at this cooked rice, can you still eat it? The fish was charred black. This duck is not cooked, and this dish is fried salty, salty, and light, and there is no one to eat. ”

Zhang was sandwiching fish, and after listening to Mrs. Chen's scolding, he didn't pay attention, and the fish fell into the porridge bowl in front of him. Splashed himself on his head and face.

"Mother, why can't you eat this meal, I eat it deliciously. Besides, I am not the only one who makes this meal, it is made by my second sister-in-law, and I only cook the pot. Zhang was full of grievances. This meal was obviously made in the second room, so why did she leave it alone.

"It's just that your pot didn't boil well, so the dish couldn't be eaten." Old Mrs. Chen also knew that Qi Lin couldn't discipline the Zhao family at this time, so she could only take advantage of the Zhang family.

"Me"

"Okay, it's a pleasure that Qi Lin is here, what's the big deal, just cook again." Old Man Chen opened his mouth and interrupted Zhang's words. Old Man Chen's teeth have been loose recently, and he can't eat hard dishes, so he hasn't eaten a few bites of the dishes on the table, so he can't do it, so he has to touch a bowl of soy beans from the cabinet and fill his stomach with steamed buns.

Old Lady Chen's hand let go, Qi Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and quietly threw the chicken he was holding under the table, which was really looked at by Cai.

"It's getting late, go to the boss's house and ask if there's anything else to eat, I'm going to give it to Qi Lin." Old Man Chen felt sorry for Qi Lin, and it would take time to cook again, so he might as well ask Dafang for it.

Mrs. Chen was silent, thought for a while, and said, "Their room will eat alone, come on, it's going to be delivered early." Okay, I still have the skill to cook a meal for my eldest grandson. ”

Mrs. Chen said that she stood up and was about to drill towards the pot house, but was pulled by Chen Zifu and said worriedly: "Mother, your back injury is just right, and the road outside is slippery, but you don't dare to fall." ”

Zhao felt sorry for his son, so he took a piece of cake for Qi Lin and said, "I'll cook, Qi Lin, you eat a piece of cake to cushion your stomach first." ”

Xue Yao followed Zhao to the pot house, and she also felt sorry for her brother. She learned a few cooking skills in Dingfu, which was nothing more than some exquisite side dishes to please the master, and at this time she didn't know how to start in the face of the rough pot stove in the pot house.

Zhao also hesitated, the stove fire had been extinguished, and Chai He was wet when he was cooking dinner, what should I do.

Just when I didn't know what to do, Xuejiao, who was in the upper room, arrived at the pot house and said to Zhao with a smile: "Second aunt, I know that Brother Qi Lin's family is here, and my mother will cook a bowl of soup for him." ”

Xue Jiao didn't want to do such an errand, and she didn't appreciate it when she did the second room. Anyway, Li listened to Xuewa talk about going to the room, and hurried to cook for Qi Lin. After all, she fed Qi Lin, and the affection should be there, she always thought that her milk child had no bad intentions, and it was Chen Zichang and Zhao who wanted Xue Jiao to change her parents, and it had nothing to do with Qi Lin.

Xue Jiao didn't stop the Li family, it was just a meal.

"Then thank you, auntie." Xue Yao's voice has always been delicate and sweet.

Zhao followed Xue Jiao to the big pot house, and Xue Yao caught up and held Xue Jiao's arm affectionately, as if there had never been a gap between the two rooms.

Li Shi is setting up the oil pot in the pot house, the snow is like a fire, and the silence is in the noodles.

There was a bowl of sweet jujube white fungus soup on the stove, this white fungus was given to her by Li's mother's family, Li didn't eat alone, and boiled it for a few children every day, and at this time added rock sugar to cook it for Qi Lin to eat.

Li chatted with Zhao while baking cakes: "...... Rushed back from afar, he likes sweets when he is the same."

Zhao responded on the side, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Suddenly, she saw that when Qi Lin was born, her body was empty and her milk was insufficient. Qi An was born two months later than Qi Lin, and Li took Qi Lin over to feed.

Once, Qi Lin and Qi An sat together under the poplar tree in the courtyard and ate sweet soup, just like brothers. She shook the fear in her heart, she tried her best to give birth to her eldest son and grandson, her son couldn't get close to the big house, so she took Qi Lin away, and never let Qi Lin get close to the big house again.

The aroma of the dough cake is mixed with the sweetness of white fungus and red dates, which makes people's hearts warm and ironed.

Li has always been quick-handed, two cups of tea, five cakes, two plates of vegetables, white fungus and red date soup, put it on a steamed plate and handed it to Zhao.

Zhao was still distracted, and Xue Yao took it and thanked him.

Walking out of the pot house, the winter wind carried snow foam flying towards the head, as if it was snowing. With a burst of cold excitement, Zhao glanced at Qi An's figure studying in the north wing, and his heart suddenly suddenly, and he remembered what Qi Lin said to her when he was a child.

Mother, the eldest uncle said that Qi An and I are brothers.

This sentence cut her heart like a knife, and even now, Qi Lin has forgotten what happened when she was a child, and she is still haunted by it.

Even now, when Li personally cooked Qi Lin's favorite meals, she only had a moment of warmth, and what was left behind was hatred when the warmth was gone. (To be continued......)