"Can you afford it?"

Chixiao shook his head very modestly: "It's not up, it's not up." ”

Si Yan stretched out his hand and tested the temperature of his forehead, fortunately, his ability to withstand it rose, but the temperature of his head did not rise.

He opened the glass window across from his desk to let in the light from the window.

"You write, I'll call you when the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is ready."

"Okay."

Chixiao responded, and quickly lowered his head and threw himself into the struggle of three or five questions.

Si Yan brought him hot tea and fruit, and then went to help in the kitchen.

Their family's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is a hot pot, and all kinds of ingredients need to be prepared here.

He rolled up his sleeves and took the kitchen knife to help, and Si Mu also made a place for him sideways, and his eyes looked back at Chixiao in the study.

Chixiao is not a likable child, but as a student, his attitude is something that no parent would not like.

"You student is really conscious, where there is still Chinese New Year's Eve is doing exercises, but you also have to take good care of people, rebirth disease is delayed, this Spring Festival has to be spent with medicine."

"I see."

Where did he dare to let Chixiao go back to the hospital?

In that case, he, the teacher, would be able to just pick and choose.

The family of three in the kitchen is busy, the hot pot soup in the living room is boiling hot, and the TV is the countdown to the Spring Festival Gala.

After Chixiao solved the last question of the test paper, he didn't immediately go to the answer, but was attracted by the bustle outside the door, rubbed his sore neck, got up and walked out.

He was a little unfamiliar with such a lively kitchen, and a little curious, so he leaned against the door and looked.

Si Mu thought that he smelled the fragrance so he came out, so she turned around and smiled: "Xiaochi, don't worry, it'll be fine soon." ”

Her enthusiastic smile Chi Xiao didn't know how to respond, her face was very stiff, and she couldn't give a too kind expression.

Si's mother didn't take it to heart, Si Yan had already been vaccinated, saying that the child grew up in an orphanage, and he was withdrawn from childhood to adulthood, and he had some psychological problems, so she didn't mind, but looked at Chixiao more boldly.

He is wearing Si Yan's clothes at this time, with a knitted sweater on the upper body and white house pants underneath, although his face is indifferent, but the light-colored and soft clothes make his whole person look extraordinarily soft, although his mouth is not sweet, but he is also a child who attracts people's pain.

The most important thing is that this child is too good-looking!

The ingredients were finally served one after another, and the four of them sat down around the small coffee table in the living room, with the lively Spring Festival Gala as background music behind them.

Chixiao didn't talk much, and he didn't eat much, because Si Yan specially prepared the bottom of the clear soup pot for him that he didn't want to touch at all, and next door was butter red soup, and his chopsticks couldn't touch a drop of oil.

Be extremely tragic.

The whole process was very frustrating.

The father and mother have a lot of words, the summary of the past year, the outlook for the coming year, the couple are not big or small officials in the unit, and they have a 'meeting' one after another.

I really didn't say anything, and the topic shifted to Chixiao.

"Although the process is tortuous, but fortunately I didn't spend the New Year in the hospital, Xiaochi should be healthy in the new year, learn from your teacher, he hasn't been sick since he was a child, and he hasn't caused me much trouble, so I don't feel like I didn't give birth to such a son."

Si Yan couldn't help but complain: "Mom, what are you talking about." ”

After he finished speaking, his eyes glanced at Chixiao.

The latter's eyes were fixed on the bubbling duck intestines, fat cows, and fish balls in the red soup hot pot, and a silver line hung from the corner of his lips......

If hot pot is the greatest dish, then hot pot is in front of you but you can't eat it, that is the cruelest punishment in the world!

Especially for a foodie.