When I went downstairs, the house became gloomy. There was a strange sound in the house, and Nan Yan looked at it, but it was the window screen of the balcony that was rolled up by the wind, and the decorations under the white gauze hit the glass door.

"This Chen Jiaqi didn't do anything good!" She hurriedly ran over to close the window and checked the ground by the way. Sure enough, three black cigarette butts were found under the flower stand.

She stretched out her foot to hook out the cigarette butts one by one, and stomped them flat one by one, "Tell you to smoke!" Tell you to smoke! I'll take out all your stash and throw it away later! ”

Because she was afraid of smoking their mother and daughter, Chen Jiaqi never smoked when she was at home, but she didn't know what happened recently, she could always find cigarette butts on the balcony when she was cleaning.

Could it be that something happened to the in-laws' health?

Thinking of this, Nan Yan's face couldn't help but change, she went back to the living room to find her mobile phone and dial her mother-in-law Su Wei.

"Hey, Mom, I'm Yan'er, are you up?" Nan Yan said as she walked to the dining table and touched the white casserole on it.

Thinking that the temperature was okay, she lifted the lid, filled a bowl of porridge with a soup spoon on the side, and sat down.

"You and my dad have been in good health lately, it's all right, yes, that's good. I haven't been there recently, I'm afraid that something will happen, just be fine. Beibei, she went to class, the tutoring class will be closed tomorrow, I will take her to see you and my dad, what do you want to eat, I bought it and brought it over. While waiting for her mother-in-law to reply, Nanyan scooped a spoonful of sticky and shiny red bean porridge and stuffed it into her mouth.

The soft and glutinous sweet rice porridge melts in your mouth, and it is also mixed with the faint aroma of osmanthus flowers.

Nan Yan couldn't help but squint her eyes, and her feet kicked under the table.

Husband, I love you!

Her husband Chen Jiaqi, it's really tyrannical not to be a chef.

He is like a magical magician, all kinds of ingredients are magic props, he only needs to move his fingers, those simple and ordinary fresh fruits and vegetables are transformed into mouth-watering delicacies.

Chen Jiaqi often said that these foods are alive, and we should treat them with a sense of awe and piety.

Every time he said that, she wanted to laugh.

She really can't make up the picture of a beauty like her holding a cabbage and reciting words, it must be very funny, but Chen Jiaqi does what he says, his attitude towards every ingredient, that kind of heartfelt focus and love, will always remind her of those skilled but hidden craftsmen, they have one thing in common, that is, to focus on one thing and do it to the extreme.

Just like this seemingly simple bowl of red bean porridge, in fact, it has been prepared since last night, from the selection of rice, the selection of red beans, the temperature of the soaked water, until the boiling before five o'clock this morning, and then to the addition of broken osmanthus before turning off the fire, in short, the processes in this kitchen are not inferior to those master craftsmen.

Over the years, their mother and daughter's mouths have been raised by the Chen family, and those rough and perfunctory foods can't swallow the second bite after eating the first bite.

"There is nothing missing at home, so let's buy what Beibei likes to eat." There was a trembling voice of mother-in-law Su Wei in my ears.

Nanyan swallowed the porridge in her mouth and said, "Okay, then we'll go over tomorrow." ”

"Do you want to come with you?"

"I'll ask him in the evening and I'll call you back."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Yan filled another bowl of porridge and drank it, then cleaned up the table and sorted out the housework.

After mopping the floor, she dried the washed clothes again, and it was already past ten o'clock after she was busy looking at her watch, so she walked around the house and decided to go to the study to surf the net for a while.

Opening her laptop, she logged into her browser and clicked on the community of a well-known website in her collection.

As soon as the page turned, bells and whistles scrambled to pop up.

She clicked close one by one, and then opened the login interface familiarly, and in the username column, she typed out two words in pinyin, swallow.

Enter the password, and the page prompts the word welcome, after which she hears the sound of the computer chirping.

New message alerts.

Opening the message, she saw a message.

Swallow:

Hello! Congratulations on your work "The Story of Huang Jiaoyang" won the Excellence Award of the '70s' Forum Small Novel Essay Competition, please inform us of your QQ number and contact address, the prize will be sent out soon, and finally thank you for your support to the '70s', in the coming days, I hope we will continue to walk side by side.

'70s' moderators are green and long

Winning!

Green water and long sky!

Ahhh

Nan Yan covered her mouth, her eyes widened, and she stared at the few lines of black characters on the 14-inch screen.

She actually won the award!

And it was the head of the '70s', and the most legendary and brilliant moderator of this forum where literature lovers gathered, Lu Shui Changtian personally wrote to her!

It's incredible, it's so lucky!

She is a literary enthusiast and especially loves to write. Usually when she is bored, she likes to write some mood stories in QQ space, and later, after being recommended by literary friends, she joined the '70s' literary forum and became a recruit in the literary garden.

At that time, when she saw the '70s' forum holding a short novel essay contest, she had a hot mind and wrote a short novel with a local background "The Story of Huang Jiaoyang" to be published in the competition, but she didn't expect to succeed in the first test.

Nan Yan couldn't hold back her excitement, and hurriedly replied to the moderator Lu Shui Changtian.

I thought it would take a long time, but I didn't expect Lushui Changtian to quickly add her QQ and chat with her.

"Teacher Lushui Changtian, is that you?"

"It's me, hello, Swallow, congratulations on winning the award."

"Hello, hello teacher, I have always admired you and liked your novels, especially your "Year Ring", which is so well written, the plot in the novel is like what happened around me, it is very real!"

"Thank you, it's over. To be honest, I personally like your novel very much, this "The Story of Huang Jiaoyang" is very vividly written, with a strong local flavor, and it is unique among all the entries. I think you should win the first prize, but there are five judges, and everyone has different opinions, so ......"

"Teacher......" Nan Yan just typed two words in the dialog box, but the mobile phone on the side rang.

She glanced at the screen and was anxious to reply to the message, so her tone was not very good when she answered the phone, "Mom, what's the matter, call early in the morning!" ”

"What time is it, it's still early in the morning. I'm looking for you. ”

Nan Yan tapped the keyboard to reply to the message, and at the same time turned on the hands-free and talked to the mother: "What's the matter, say it quickly, there is really something wrong with me." ”

Song Xiuru was on the ink, and Nan Yan only listened to her mother's babbling for a long time before she said, "You should come to Jiaqi's company immediately." ”

He added, "I'll go too." ”。

Nan Yan frowned, thinking to herself, what kind of moth is this old lady!