When Wu Shichen and Lu Qianzhou returned to Wu's house at the same time, Old Man Wu's eyes lit up like light bulbs.

Ouch...

Who and whom?

It turned out to be his Wu Shisheng's youngest grandson and youngest granddaughter-in-law.

It's really a natural couple, and this husband and wife both say that the way their home is still is not a couple, who can believe it.

Hehehehe...

"Grandpa, I knew you must be home today. If it's for grandma's sake, you can throw anything, right? ”

Lu Qianzhou stepped forward with a smile and held Old Man Wu's hand affectionately, each syllable seemed to be flicked twice on orange jelly, which was particularly naughty.

"Of course," Old Man Wu curled up his index finger and tapped lightly on Lu Qianzhou's head, "Feet are good?" ”

"The swelling has subsided," Lu Qianzhou raised his right foot, turned his ankle and drew circles in the air, "Grandpa, look, before Shi Heng's fiftieth anniversary, I tried to use this foot as little as possible, and then it should be fine if I don't wear high heels." ”

The strange expression made Old Man Wu very happy, and he turned his head to look at Wu Shichen, who was silently following with a shopping bag in his hand.

Launched a committed, wink.

This kid is quite knowledgeable.

Uncle Xiang and Aunt Zhang hurriedly came out, took the shopping bag in Wu Shichen's hand and went directly to the kitchen.

Lu Qianzhou also took off her coat, tied her hair into a low ponytail and put it on the back of her neck, and the hair hanging down from her ears was casually buttoned behind her ears.

Lu Qianzhou washed her hands, and Aunt Zhang tied her apron behind her.

After everything was ready, Lu Qianzhou began to knead the dough with great skill, and when the dough was smooth, Lu Qianzhou took a lid and buckled it on the basin.

He turned around and poured the glutinous rice that Aunt Zhang had washed and soaked into the white porcelain casserole, mixed it with enough water and covered it with a lid.

Then move to the sink before washing the shallots and chopping the shallots.

Wu Shichen leaned against the door, crossed his hands on his chest, and quietly watched Lu Qianzhou's every movement.

The sound of chopping green onions on the cutting board made him feel very relieved.

Lu Qianzhou... It seems to be a good place to live.

"Young Master Shichen, Miss Qianzhou is very virtuous, right?" Aunt Zhang said on the side, with a hint of distress in her words, "Your grandmother was sick and unwilling to have surgery before, and the most negative period was when Miss Qianzhou changed her method to make her happy, and this noodle porridge was also her exclusive menu for coaxing your grandmother at that time." ”

Wu Shichen remembered his grandmother who had undergone surgery abroad to recuperate, and often said that he missed Lu Qianzhou.

Now it seems that I miss the noodle porridge made by Lu Qianzhou.

"Young master, Miss Qianzhou has suffered a lot, she is a very good girl......" Aunt Zhang stopped talking.

A few traces of doubt slipped through Wu Shichen's cold eyes, "What's wrong?" ”

Aunt Zhang has treated Wu Shichen very well since she was a child, and he has a very close relationship with Aunt Zhang. But Aunt Zhang's hesitation at the moment must be because she is not able to speak because of something.

"At about eight o'clock this morning, a Miss Gu called the house to find the young master, and she asked the young master... Is it going to be engaged. ”

Wu Shichen's face was as usual, and the focus of his eyes still fell on Lu Qianzhou's busy figure, but there was obviously a bit of cold and strong emotion in his eyes.

"yes, got it."

Lu Qianzhou washed his hands and turned back to see if the awake dough was okay, and Wu Shichen replied to Aunt Zhang.

Lu Qianzhou poked the dough, then sprinkled a layer of flour on the board, took out the dough, rubbed and cut and pressed, and made a bunch of small round dough pieces in a few clicks, she covered it with gauze again, opened the white porcelain casserole and stirred it a few times.

The waiting time was the most unbearable, Lu Qianzhou opened the refrigerator sideways, took a bag of sliced bread and some ingredients, made two simple sandwiches, and then handed one to Wu Shichen, "I haven't eaten breakfast yet, pad my stomach first." ”

Wu Shichen took a bite and was very satisfied, and then raised his eyes to see Lu Qianzhou's mouth wrapped into a little hamster, and a smile unconsciously rose on his lips.

After more than ten minutes, Lu Qianzhou began to get busy again, thinking that Wu Shichen was short of people after all, so he began to call Wu Shichen with peace of mind.

"Wu Shichen, you can help me bring the noodles over there, as well as the fine green onions over there."

Wu Shichen couldn't laugh at Lu Qianzhou's tone of telling him to do things so naturally, but he still obediently handed her the noodles.

Watching her fingers deftly pull and pull, the small pieces of noodles turned into long strips of thin noodles, which rolled with the boiling porridge when they were put into the white porcelain casserole.

Looking light in the porridge, Wu Shichen asked with a flat mouth, "This... Can it be delicious? ”

Lu Qianzhou pulled the hand of the dough and threw Wu Shichen a roll of the eyes, "Don't eat it later." ”

Wu Shichen tilted his head disapprenously, and when he was interested, he also went to wash his hands, picked up the dough and pulled a few pieces of dough like Lu Qianzhou.

It's just that his works are smaller than Lu Qianzhou's.

Wu Shichen looked down at the plate of small noodles, obviously they were all about the same size, how could they be so bad.

He was a little reluctant to pull another piece and decided to give up.