At 10 o'clock in the evening, it is the rest time of the mountain parents.

Mother Yang got up to find water to drink, and found that the lights in the kitchen were still on, and there seemed to be a faint smell of medicine in the air.

Mother Yang was puzzled, pushed open the kitchen door, and saw Silence fiddling with some medicinal herbs.

"Xiao Shen, are you boiling medicine?" Mother Yang walked in and saw all kinds of medicinal materials in the medicine bag.

Silent nodded calmly, and said: "This is a Chinese medicinal herb for treating the throat, give him a drink." ”

Mother Yang naturally knew that Mr. Shan was engaged in live game broadcasting, and she chattered all day long, and fell into severe laryngitis symptoms.

Now, seeing Silence boiling medicine for her son, Yang's mother was full of emotion.

As a housewife, Yang's mother keenly found that she was extremely skilled in turning on and off the fire silently, and seemed to touch the kitchen often.

An idea suddenly popped up in her heart, and Mother Yang asked tentatively: "Xiao Shen, you seem to know how to cook?" ”

Silence put the medicinal herbs into the pot and nodded slightly: "Yes, when I was at school, I was responsible for Xiaoshan's three meals a day." After a pause, he said in silence, "Tomorrow I can cook with my aunt, he can't eat anything too spicy." ”

Mother Yang hurriedly agreed, and slipped out of the kitchen as if flying.

Looking back at the light in the kitchen, Mother Yang had only one thought in her heart, if she could be twenty years younger...

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The next day, Silence followed Mother Yang to cook a few dishes, and instantly subdued the mother-in-law's heart.

On the third day, Silent accompanied Yang's father to go fishing, analyzed the stock market by the way, and subdued the hearts of his father-in-law.

After a few days down to get along.

Yang's father and Yang's mother were silent, and they simply threw themselves to the ground in admiration.

can cook, clean up the housework, take care of Mr. Shan, repair household appliances, computer, fish, and make money, as if there is nothing that is silent except for giving birth!

Even the slightly harsh father Yang sighed that his son had saved the universe in his previous life to find such a perfect object.

Now, the couple has only one problem to worry about.

In the afternoon, taking advantage of the silence and the time when Yang's mother went out to buy vegetables, Yang's father mysteriously walked to Mr. Shan's room and closed the door.

Mr. Shan was lying on the computer table playing games, and when he saw his father's sneaky movements, he raised his eyebrows: "Dad, are you hiding pocket money from your mother again?" ”

Father Yang shook his head, pulled over the bench, and sat next to Mr. Shan.

Yang's father stared at his son: yellow curly hair, white handsome face, 178cm standard figure, and then thought of the silent tall and handsome image, and was playing a game in his heart.

Mr. Shan was stared at by his father and scratched his head: "Dad, is there something wrong with me?" ”

Father Yang pushed his glasses, there was a bright light in his eyes, and he took out the tone of an old professor: "Son, who cares about the money you make?" ”

Mr. Shan: "Silence, I spend a lot of money and don't know how to manage money." ”

The light in Father Yang's eyes dimmed a little, and he asked, "Your usual life, food, clothing, housing and transportation are all in charge of him?" ”

Mr. Shan nodded: "Yes, dad, what do you want to ask, just ask." ”

The light in Father Yang's eyes dimmed a little more, and he simply gritted his teeth and said: "Actually, Dad just wants to ask, do you and Xiao Shen have that child?" ”

Mr. Shan's eyes were circling, and he couldn't understand his father's words at all, so he scratched his head: "What's that?" ”

Father Yang's face flushed, and he cleared his throat: "It's-" whispered in Mr. Shan's ear.

Mr. Shan was stunned for two seconds, his ears were red, but he patted his chest and promised: "Dad, don't worry, everything that should have happened has happened." I'm still the one above. ”

Father Yang was surprised, still a little puzzled, and looked at Mr. Shan's small body: "Really? I don't think it's like this physique. ”

Mr. Shan looked away with a weak heart, and waved his hand calmly: "The physique can't decide up and down, I'm strong, master." ”