Chapter 618 - Private Cubicle
Old Man Cheng was instantly proud, even if there was no fish, his precious granddaughter could still make all kinds of delicious dishes that did not lose fish and meat.
In the end, he won!
Su Yayan saw that Old Man Cheng's face was a little pale, and after eating the fish-flavored shredded pork, he turned to boiled beef, so he didn't coax him anymore.
As soon as he turned his head, he met Qin Xueru's pitiful eyes staring at the lo-mei and fish-flavored shredded pork, and couldn't help laughing, and pushed several dishes such as hot kidney flowers, potato pork ribs, seaweed beef, and chestnut stewed chicken to her.
"My aunt will eat these things first, and the wolfberry black chicken soup is still stewed on the stove, and I will drink a bowl of soup after eating it later. Don't eat this fish-flavored shredded pork first, and if you want to eat it after the baby is born, I'll make it for you. ”
Qin Xueru's face flushed, and she no longer dared to drift her gaze to other dishes, concentrating on eating her pregnant meal.
Su Yayan was worried that Huo Chenhuan was not very used to being here, and he was helping him with vegetables throughout the whole process, eager to pile his bowl into a spire.
Huo Chenhuan followed Qin Xueru and the others around this big courtyard when Su Yayan was cooking, and it was no longer as rusty as it was at the beginning.
But in the face of Su Yayan's special care, Huo Chenhuan still accepted it without any psychological burden, and at the same time returned a bunch of food to the other party.
Seeing that the two of them were extremely skilled in turning on the mode of feeding each other and abusing dogs, Cheng Junhao pursed his lips and glanced at his daughter-in-law with a sad look.
The corners of Qin Xueru's mouth twitched slightly, and she touched his dog's head resignedly, and also put a shrimp into his bowl.
Cheng Junhao suddenly came back to life with full blood, and began to eat shrimp.
Not far away, the old man Cheng who saw this scene in his eyes: "......" Why did he give birth to such a promising son!
Looking at the little lo-mei left on the table, Old Man Cheng's mood suddenly fell to the bottom.
Su Yayan saw what he was thinking at a glance, and smiled helplessly: "Grandpa, I and Chenhuan are going to stay here for a month or two, are you still afraid that you won't have to eat?" ”
Old Man Cheng was stunned for a moment, his face was contemplative, and he quickly smiled again.
After eating, Su Yayan took Huo Chenhuan back to his house.
Su Yayan lives in Cheng's family for a period of time every year, so there is a special room for her to live in in Cheng's family, even if she doesn't come, it's always empty.
Su Yayan pulled Huo Chenhuan into the house, looked left and right, and made sure that there was nothing missing in the house, and the furnishings were all in place.
"This dresser and this bed are both left to me by my grandmother, and they are imitated according to the stepping bed and dresser that girls used to marry when they were monks, are they beautiful?"
Huo Chenhuan looked in the direction pointed by Su Yayan, and saw the big bed and dresser placed in the corner at a glance, his eyes flashed slightly, and he smiled lightly: "It's beautiful." ”
Su Yayan pulled Huo Chenhuan to sit on the bed, reached out and touched the peony flowers carved on the side of the bed, and said with a smile: "My grandmother's bed was originally intended to be given to my mother as a dowry, but City C is too far away from City A, so it can only be placed at home first." Later, my mother gave birth to me again, and this bed was mine. ”
"You slept in this room when you came here before?"
"Hmm." Su Yayan nodded, "I lived here most of the time before I was seven years old, and at that time, my aunt was worried that I was afraid of the dark at night, and often came to sleep with me and tell me stories. ”
"What story did she tell you?"
Su Yayan leaned on the bedpost and yawned: "Just some fairy tales, red riding hoods, big bad wolves and the like." ”