"You say, you're not at home on New Year's Day, where did you fool around? Do you know that you will be very sad like this? ”

"Where's she?"

"Don't look at it, it's in the kitchen."

Seeing Gu Tingyuan preparing to enter the kitchen, Yang Shumei stood behind him and said, "Old Gu, have you seen Deyang today?" He...... He still hasn't answered my call? ”

"Isn't he already home?"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Shumei was stunned: "So, he is with you today?" ”

Gu Tingyuan turned his head and glanced at her with a blank face, which was regarded as a tacit acquiescence.

Seeing this, Yang Shumei wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Then I'll rest assured, I'll go back now...... It's time for the maid to prepare dinner, I have to go, you remember to explain it to Lian later, don't forget. ”

After Yang Shumei left, the living room suddenly became a lot quieter.

Gu Tingyuan walked to the door of the kitchen, only to see Song Lian guarding the rice cooker with an expressionless face, cooking rice balls.

"Glutinous rice balls are not cooked like that." Gu Tingyuan walked over and said.

Hearing this, Song Lian glanced back at him with a displeased face: "I just like to cook like this, do you have any opinions?" ”

At this time, Gu Tingyuan had already walked to her side and looked at her with lowered eyes: "No, I have no opinion." ”

I could hear the sound of babbling in the living room in the kitchen just now, Song Lian's heart was irritable, and she turned around and said, "Don't force it, I'm not good at cooking, I don't like it, you can not eat." ”

As soon as the words fell, Gu Tingyuan hugged her from behind: "Wife, it's not that you are not good at cooking, you don't know how to cook at all." ”

"You!" Song Lian held her breath in her heart, got up and pushed him away: "Yes, I can't cook, then you go outside and find someone who can cook!" ”

Hearing this, Gu Tingyuan hugged her and didn't let go, but hugged her tighter and tighter: "I never hated the food you cooked for me, it's rare to eat it once, it's the delicacies of the mountains and seas." ”

In the past two days, Mu Wan was coughing at home, and now when she heard Gu Tingyuan's words, Song Lian, who was angry, wanted to cough, rubbed her elbow against him, and got up to get the soup spoon.

"I'll help you."

As he spoke, Gu Tingyuan directly unplugged the socket.

It's not that Gu Tingyuan really wants to do this, it's really that if the electricity is not stopped, the rice balls will be cooked by her again, this is a rice cooker!

"Hey, what are you doing!" Song Lian couldn't help but frown: "This has a pause button, if you turn it off like this, how can you keep it warm!" ”

Gu Tingyuan secretly said in his heart, if he kept it warm, it would be soaked, and he still replied quietly on the surface: "Yichen, are they at home?" ”

"I'm going to call them downstairs."

With that, Song Lian left the kitchen.

Through the door, Song Lian could hear Mu Wan's cough, stood at the door and knocked on the door: "Yichen, Wan, come down to eat." ”

Although there would be servants who asked them to come downstairs for dinner before, Song Lian's tone was obviously different in temperament, very clear and arguable, and there was an irresistible majesty.

Mu Wan sat up from the bed, saw that Gu Yichen was still reading in the study, and responded: "Mom, I'll come out now." ”

"Ahem...... Ahem. ”

Song Lian took four bowls of rice balls and brought them out of the kitchen, and Mu Wan's coughing voice could be heard from afar, "Wan, I cooked loquat water for you, and drank another bowl." ”

"Thank you, Mom...... Ahem mom. ”

Coughing so much that Mu Wan didn't even shout a sentence to her mother, she sat in her position and drank the loquat water in one go, only to hear Song Lian say: "The resistance is too poor, remember to drink two anti-inflammatory pills before going to bed." ”

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You say, what will the boiled rice balls look like?