Although the voice was small, An Nianzhi still heard it.

She pursed her lips, Xiao Jinhe was really getting more and more violent.....

She's better to do it herself.

Cooked a light shredded chicken porridge for An Zhan, and served it with a little refreshing side dish, and when she waited for the porridge to cook, she saw the abundant ingredients on the side, she thought, since she has already done it, she just made it all.

I don't know if the food cooked by Xiao Jin and the chef in the house is to taste, and it is better to cook it yourself.

made a boiled fish and made a sweet and sour pork ribs, An Nianzhi felt that it was almost, it was just right to eat alone, if An Zhan had no appetite and didn't want to drink porridge, he could also eat a little.

Several big men in the kitchen were stunned when they saw that An Nian was busy working next to him, cutting vegetables and stir-frying.

It's no wonder that Miss You San, who suddenly appeared, was able to get into the eyes of Grandpa Guo, it turned out that her cooking skills were so good.

Just the color and aroma of the dishes she makes, they feel that they can't compare.

After An Nianzhi finished cooking, the porridge was ready, and she asked the people below to help her put it on a plate and bring it to the room.

An Zhan was still a little weak, but when he saw An Nianzhi coming over with food, he climbed up.

"Mother, is this your own cooking?"

An Nianzhi glanced at Xiao Jinhe secretly, did not answer him immediately, but quickly walked in front of him, and whispered while helping him wash his face and hands: "It was made by my mother, but it was only for the two of us, don't let others know, otherwise they should say that my mother is stingy." ”

An Zhan nodded suddenly in realization, and then whispered to Xiao Jinhe on the other side of the room: "Daddy, come over for dinner, my mother made it herself, don't let anyone else know."

The corners of An Nianzhi's mouth twitched, and he looked loveless.

Is this really her own son? Can I return it?

Xiao Jinhe was stunned when he heard An Zhan's call, and reluctantly pulled out a smile and said, "Daddy won't eat it, Zhan'er will eat it." ”

An Nianzhi thought that he would come over cheekily, but he didn't expect him to refuse An Zhan's invitation.

She had never seen him so low, and every time he appeared in front of her before, even if he was expressionless, he would not refuse her or her son.

She was a little weak-hearted, did she go too far in the matter of knocking down the peaches he picked before?

It would be nice if he lost his temper with her, but now it's really uncomfortable to look at.

She opened her mouth, and after wanting to speak a few times, she still spoke: "Xiao Jinhe, although I only made two dishes, the portion is okay, do you want to eat some?"

Afraid of being rejected by him again, she also thought of the next words, as long as he was silent for more than three seconds, she would add that it didn't matter if she didn't eat, anyway, his meal was already prepared in the kitchen.

It's just that before he could wait for a second, he saw Xiao Jinhe's eyes light up, and he slowly walked over with his hands behind his back.

"Since I miss the sincere invitation, then I will be disrespectful."

An Nian looked at him with a black question mark on his face, this change of face has become too fast, right?

This couldn't help but make her wonder if he was pretending to be dead just now.

She really wronged Xiao Jinhe with this idea, he was really depressed just now, and he had been thinking, should he be such a humble existence in front of her?

He has great power in the court, one person is below ten thousand people, and he has never been so low-voiced.

Although he was facing the woman he loved, he was trampled on like this, and he was not completely thoughtless in his heart.

Just when he felt that he might need to change, he heard An Nianzhi call him to eat, and suddenly all the thoughts in his heart were left behind.

Do you have to hold a shelf in front of your daughter-in-law? It's stupid to give a step and don't know what to go down to.

I haven't eaten An Nianzhi's cooking for a long time, Xiao Jinhe eats very well, but his movements are no longer the gobbling up when he was a teenager, and he has become a lot more elegant.

An Zhan drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, ate another piece of pork ribs, leaned into Xiao Jinhe's ear and said, "Daddy, is the food cooked by my mother the best?"

Xiao Jinhe winked at him: "Of course."

An Nianzhi looked at the father and son and whispered, knocked on the table and said, "An Zhan, hurry up and finish the porridge, and don't talk when you eat." ”

An Zhan and Xiao Jinhe exchanged glances, lowered their heads and drank porridge obediently.

On the same day, An Nianzhi and An Zhan both stayed in the Zhenguo Mansion for the night, mainly because An Zhan said that he was a little unwell at night, and An Nianzhi had no choice but to let him sleep here temporarily.

After he took the medicine and fell asleep, An Nianzhi walked out of the room lightly and came to the courtyard.

The moon is bright and clean, and the breeze is gentle, just like the scene when the newlyweds were in the past.

I still remember that the two of them had not dried their hair, and when they came out to blow the wind, they asked their subordinates to pick a few peaches and put them on the table, and drank wine to the moon.

An Nian's eyes were slightly red, and he really didn't want to think about it, but the memories in his mind lingered.

Unconsciously came to the peach tree, and looked up, one by one peaches hung on the branches, the whole pink and pink.

"Want to eat? Pick one if you want to eat it. Xiao Jinhe took a piano out, walked to the courtyard inside, and sat under the big osmanthus tree.

When An Nianzhi looked back at him, his figure had disappeared into this courtyard.

No one was staring at the back, An Nianzhi looked at the peach for a long time, and reached out to pick one.

As soon as he turned around to leave, he heard the sound of a piano coming from the courtyard inside.

She bit her lip, picked another one from the tree, turned around and went to the kitchen to wash it, and then slowly paced to the osmanthus tree.

"When did you learn to play the piano?"

The dark figure under the moon is gorgeous, making people unable to take their eyes off.

Xiao Jinhe stopped playing, gently stroked the strings with both hands, and looked up at her: "When I miss you." ”

An Nianzhi glared at him fiercely: "Flim tongue." ”

After that, he handed the peach in his hand to him and said, "Do you want to eat it?" ”

The corners of Xiao Jinhe's mouth hooked slightly, reached out to take the peach, and said, "I don't know if this peach is sweet or not, you taste it." ”

Hearing this, An Nianzhi remembered Ning Yuan's words, saying that he was not willing to eat any of them, and wanted to wait for her to come back and share them together.

When she thought of this, she had some complications in her heart.

After taking a bite, she nodded faintly and said, "It's quite sweet." ”

After that, he walked to the osmanthus tree, sat on the swing on the side, and swayed while eating.

Xiao Jinhe also took a bite, and the smile on his face never disappeared, only that this peach was going to be sweet and honey.

After eating, he wiped his hands and began to stroke the piano again.

An Nianzhi sat on the swing and watched his figure, listening to the ethereal piano sound, he always felt that this scene was too dreamy and unreal, as if it was like a dream.

She never imagined that she would be able to sit next to him so calmly, as if nothing had happened before.

Siu Kam Wo, are you really a passer-by in my life? Why is my heart still moving because of you?