"Mom, good morning."

"Morning, Xiaoxiao, come and have breakfast." When Su Xiaoxiao got up the next day, Yan's mother got up early to help them prepare breakfast, "I specially made beef noodles for you today." I remember when you were a child, you loved to eat my beef noodles, and you always ate it like a little flower cat. ”

"Hehe," Su Xiaoxiao scratched her head embarrassedly, "Mother Yan, I'll help you!" ”

The beef soup is marinated by Yan's mother in the morning, and the fragrant beef is hung with a thick red soup, and a spoonful is poured on the freshly cooked noodles, and the plain color of the noodles becomes crystal clear and translucent. Add a few blanched greens and a handful of chopped green onions to garnish, which is super good-looking.

Su Xiaoxiao's saliva was about to flow down, "Mother Yan, your beef noodles are really more fragrant than those sold in the restaurant!" ”

Although Yan's mother got up early in the morning, just based on Su Xiaoxiao's words, she instantly felt that she was full of energy again, and scraped the bridge of Su Xiaoxiao's nose lovingly with her index finger, "You, your mouth has been so sweet since you were a child." Go and eat it while it's hot, Xiaomo just went back to the room for a meeting after eating. ”

"Good!"

Su Xiaoxiao carefully put the beef noodles on the table, and couldn't wait to pick up a big bite.

'Whew! The noodles were sucked up by Su Xiaoxiao with a rich soup, and the sweetness of the beef soup soy sauce carried the fragrance of chopped shallots, and the strong flavor rushed into Su Xiaoxiao's mouth. Pick up a large piece of beef and put it in your mouth. The beef is soft and delicious, and at the same time, it also has the elasticity of the meat itself, and Su Xiaoxiao feels that his happiness explodes.

After a while, a large bowl of beef noodles with noodles and soup was all taken into Su Xiaoxiao's bag, and at the end, he didn't forget to lick the soup on his mouth.

"Eat slowly, there's not enough in the pot." Mother Yan was happy to see Su Xiaoxiao eat so fragrantly, "If you want to eat it in the future, tell Mother Yan, and Mother Yan will make it for you." ”

"Hmmm! I can't get tired of eating my mother's beef noodles every day! ”

Su Xiaoxiao patted her ass with satisfaction, making Yan's mother laugh.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go to the flower room to bask in the sun after breakfast. Xiaomo is the same as his father, and he doesn't accompany me to bask in the sun. After eating breakfast, Yan's mother happily complained to the father and son, "It just so happened that you came, and we took snacks and tea to chat while basking in the sun." Good no good? ”

"Okay! My brother has a job, and I just don't know what to do. ”

Su Xiaoxiao and Yan's mother hit it off.

The two made fruit tea and took the small biscuits to the flower room in the backyard to chat, and from time to time there were happy laughter.

Yan Yimo's mother is a 'nymphomaniac', and the yard is full of all kinds of flowers. In order to be able to see flowers all year round, she also specially asked Yan's father to design a transparent glass flower room in the backyard, even if it snows in winter, you can sit in the flower room and read a book and drink tea to spend an afternoon.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the flowers in the yard and asked curiously, feeling like a lost flower fairy entering the world of flowers.

"Mother Yan, what kind of dark pink flower is over there?"

Su Xiaoxiao pointed to a spherical dark pink flower in the flower bush, as if the small flowers were glued together to form a small flower ball.

"That's a hibiscus flower, also called a love flower, which blooms around December every year."

"And what kind of flower is in that little flower bone?"

Su Xiaoxiao pointed to a small cluster of buds next to the hibiscus flower.

"Let me see," Mother Yan approached the small cluster of flower bones, looked at it carefully for a while, and then turned back to Su Xiaoxiao proudly and said, "This is a bellflower flower!" It won't open until the summer. When they open, I'll let Xiaomo take you to see them. It's a small purple five-pointed star. ”

"Hmm!" Su Xiaoxiao nodded and agreed with a smile, "The purple five-pointed star shape feels so cute." ”

Yan Yimo had just finished a remote meeting with the UK, and when he went to find Su Xiaoxiao, he saw that she was not in the room and went downstairs. Halfway down the stairs, I heard a burst of laughter from the backyard.

When I walked to the door, I saw Su Xiaoxiao and Yan's mother not knowing what they were talking about, clapping their hands happily, and a cup of fruit tea was placed in front of them.

Su Xiaoxiao vaguely heard footsteps at the door, and when he looked over, he saw Yan Yimo.

"Oh," Su Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and then beckoned to Yan Yimo, "Brother, do you want to join our tea party!" Mother Yan also waved him to rest and rest.

Yan Yimo walked straight into the flower room, dragged away the sofa chair next to Su Xiaoxiao and sat down, Su Xiaoxiao poured a cup of fruit tea and handed it to him.

The fruity aroma mixed with the taste of honey is sweet in the mouth, and it is really a taste that girls like. Yan Yimo took a sip and put down the teacup.

Mother Yan looked at Yan Yimo, who was sitting next to Su Xiaoxiao with a relaxed expression, and smiled without saying a word.

It is estimated that Xiaoxiao is the only girl who can relax like Xiaomo over the years. Mother Yan thought to herself.

Before Su Xiaoxiao was born, Yan Yimo didn't like to play with girls. Unlike other little boys who like to pull little girls' braids, although many little girls will take the initiative to come to Yan Yimo to play with, Yan Yimo doesn't care, and walks away after a few perfunctory plays.

It was Su Xiaoxiao's birth that broke this situation.

Yan's mother clearly remembers that since Su Xiaoxiao took Yan Yimo to their house when she was full moon, from then on, Yan Yimo would take a few more glances when she saw the things used by cute girls, and then secretly used the pocket money she saved to buy them for Su Xiaoxiao.

When Yan Yimo went to school when she was older, and when she came home from school to do her homework, Su Xiaoxiao always pestered him to ask questions, but Yan Yimo didn't drive her away, so she silently moved a small sofa to her. The small sofa was placed next to Yan Yimo's desk, and Su Xiaoxiao played with himself and accompanied him to do his homework.

When he first immigrated to Canada, Yan Yimo locked himself in his room for a long time and was reluctant to communicate with them. When I go to college, I go home less often.

The son can get Su Xiaoxiao back, as a mother, she is happy for him from the bottom of her heart.

"Brother, what is your favorite flower among these flowers?" Su Xiaoxiao's voice sounded sweetly, and Yan's mother came back to her senses and looked at her son with a smile.

"Wisteria."

Yan Yimo looked at Su Xiaoxiao and said lightly.

Why Yan Yimo likes wisteria, Su Xiaoxiao was puzzled.

Mother Yan looked at the two people opposite and smiled knowingly.

Wisteria's flower language is, being persistent with you, is my happiest moment.