For dinner, Xiao Luo decided to make H City's specialties: sweet and sour soft boiled fish baked noodles and fried purple crispy pork.

When she was a teenager, Lin's mother often ran around for a living, and Xiao Luo, who was alone at home, paid attention to the kitchen after eating enough instant noodles of various flavors.

At the beginning, it was basically a messy stew, but fortunately, Mother Lin didn't blame her, so she explored step by step, but let her find out a good cooking skill.

When dealing with fish in the kitchen, Yi's mother stood behind her and kept praising her: "I didn't expect your skills to be so good at a young age, compared to your mother, you are not inferior, and whoever wants to marry you in the future will be blessed." ”

Xiao Luo's face turned red, his hand was not steady, and the slippery fish fell into the pool, "Auntie, don't tease me, I don't want to praise." ”

"Okay, good......" Yi Mu smiled and moved aside to peel green onions.

As soon as Yi Zeran came back, he saw two busy people in the kitchen, the older one sitting on a round stool to choose vegetables, and his eyes with reading glasses were buried in the green vegetable leaves.

The young one stood with his back to him, wearing a beige dress with a pink apron belt tied around the waist, and the knee-length skirt was slightly fluffy to make a pair of beautiful legs more slender.

There was a sizzling sound in the oil pan, and the lights in the living room were bright, a rare and warm scene.

"Coming back?" Yi's mother first saw her son pouring tea in the living room.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Luo, who was stir-frying, also turned around and took the spatula to the visitor.

It's really polite, Yi Zeran calmly glanced at her face that was red from the heat, raised her eyebrows and took a sip of tea.

Half an hour later, dinner was prepared, and in addition to two special dishes, Xiao Luo fried a few home-cooked side dishes.

Looking at the excellent dishes on the porcelain plate, Yi's mother couldn't help but say: "What a clever girl, I think you will simply stay in Yi Mansion to be Zeran's daughter-in-law after graduation." ”

"Ahem......" Xiao Luo glanced at the man opposite, his face turned red fiercely, and while handing the prepared rice to Yi's mother, he whispered: "Auntie, don't joke." ”

"What, Luoluo doesn't like Zeran?"

Xiao Luo's face turned even redder now, and he had to lie on the table with his head down.

Yi Zeran, who had been thundering on the other side of "Mom", finally couldn't help but glance at his mother.

"I have someone I like." Xiao Luo suddenly raised his head and said in a low voice, "Auntie, don't mess with the mandarin duck spectrum." ”

Yi Zeran glanced at her in surprise, and didn't say anything, but Yi's mother showed a regretful expression, "It's a pity, forget it, forget it...... Let's eat. ”

"Hmm", Xiao Luo raised his head to pick up the vegetables.

A pair of chopsticks fell on the plate of sweet and sour soft boiled fish noodles and took out a small piece of fish, Yi Zeran chewed twice and swallowed it with a frown, and the pair of chopsticks fell on the plate of fried purple crispy meat and poked twice, but nothing came out.

Xiao Luo watched the person opposite eat two bites of rice with an expressionless face, and his heart suddenly felt a little low.

Lying on the edge of the bowl and pouting, she kept picking up vegetables like an angry child, piling up the small bowls to the brim, which made Yi's mother laugh, "You should eat more, you're too thin." ”

When I looked up, Yi Zeran had already put down the chopsticks, sat at the dining table and looked at her with a smile, noticing her gaze, and the smile in her handsome black eyes became even stronger.

So, the little face that finally cooled down the temperature suddenly became hot again.

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It may be that the work for several days in a row consumes too much thought, and Xiao Luo quickly falls asleep as soon as he lies in bed.

This sleep was extremely peaceful, and Xiao Luo rarely dreamed of the small courtyard where he lived in his childhood.

The small courtyard was surrounded by a low wall made of blue and white blocks, and most of the jagged stones were covered with layers of turquoise moss, and long narrow blades of grass sprouted out of the cracks in the stones, and a large clump grew densely.

There is a vegetable patch in the yard, in which many seasonal vegetables are grown, and the red, red and green green land grows very beautifully.

There were many bunches of amethyst-like grapes hanging on the grape trellis on the grape trellis at the head of the field, and Xiao Xiaoluo couldn't help but look at that place when he was doing his homework, and he would swallow his saliva silently when he looked at it.

Next to the trellis is a tall plane tree, which grows in the neighbor's house, but the clumps of foliage crowd over the low wall and cast a large shadow.

A small head suddenly appeared between the large green leaves, and the two eyes on the small head slid around, looking even darker and brighter than grapes in the sun.

Seeing that Xiao Luo was still holding the pen and lying on the small table without moving, his little head slowly poked out of the branches and leaves.

The boy in the undershirt sat on the trunk of a dark brown tree, shaking his two white calves and staring at her, laughing at her, and laughing after him with a sneer.

The boy glanced at the drooping grapes, and slowly stood up holding on to the trunk of the tree, his still short arms carefully reaching for the nearest grape.

The little hand approached the grape a little, and Xiao Luo's heart tightened a little, hoping that he would reach something earlier, but also afraid that he would fall.

Seeing that the boy's skin was full of grape skins, Lin Mu's voice suddenly came from the room: "Luoluo, come in and eat." ”

The dream came to an abrupt end.

Xiao Luo turned over and opened his eyes, the sky was already bright.

The weekend life should have been idle and lazy, but she couldn't sleep in bed and simply got up.

When he went downstairs, Xiao Luo happened to meet Yi Zeran, who had just come back from running, dressed in light gray sportswear, sweat crystal clear hanging on the tips of his forehead, his cold face was smeared red, and he could even feel the heat on his body when he passed by, like a wind suddenly blowing in the air-conditioned room, warm but not hot.

"Good morning." Xiao Luo greeted politely.

Yi Zeran wiped the sweat on his face with a towel, his face was red and white, and he looked good, "Good morning." ”

With that, he went straight upstairs.

The restaurant has already prepared a meal, a soy milk fritters and a bread and milk, completely different tastes and styles.

In the past few days of living in Yi House, what is on the table every morning is traditional Chinese food, she has always thought that Yi's mother has lived in C City for a long time, and her eating habits are no different from the locals, and now she suddenly saw Yi's mother with milk, Xiao Luo realized that the habits she thought were just Yi's mother's special treatment.

An unspeakable emotion surged into his heart like a tide, Xiao Luo tried his best to hide the churning in his heart, pursed his lips and sat beside Yi Mu without saying a word.

The elderly woman held the pure white milk in one hand and the bottom of the cup in the other, and smiled faintly at her.

Perhaps there really is a kind of people in this world, who are rich but still have a kind and innocent heart, shining like a rising sun in every corner eroded by darkness.

They are like a lonely exerciser, moisturizing things silently and bringing love and warmth to those around them. This kind of love, this kind of warmth, has nothing to do with identity, has nothing to do with status.

It's like a lonely and soft mother.