"Zhou Ren, what are you making so fragrant." Lynch dragged his slippers and stretched out of the bedroom.

"Zhou Ren said there was an emergency operation, and he went to the hospital an hour ago." There was a girl's voice in the kitchen, and Lynch shuddered with fright.

At this time, a figure leaned out of the kitchen, wearing a red turtleneck sweater and a scarf around his waist, looking about twenty years old, with willow leaves and bent eyebrows, a typical Jiangnan person.

"Brother Qi, you can be considered awake, Xiaohui is ready, you should hurry up and wash up and eat." Zhou Hui looked at Lynch's sloppy appearance when he just got up, pursed his lips and smiled.

"Oh, good." Lynch was confused by Zhou Hui, who was supposed to learn piano in England, and only sobered up a little after washing up in a daze.

After washing, Lynch made himself a cup of tea, made a cup of coffee for Zhou Hui, and brought it to the table with both hands, and Zhou Hui had already brought the dishes to the table.

"Creamy mushroom soup, pasta, steak. It is true that he has just returned from a foreign country, and the dishes are full of Western capitalism. Lynch looked at the large table full of Western food and took a sip of tea leaves.

"Brother Qi, you tease me again." Zhou Hui pretended to be angry and said angrily.

Zhou Hui is Lynch's grandfather's world friend, during the Anti-Japanese War, Zhou Wei is Zhou Hui's grandfather is Lynch's grandfather Jeremy Lin's guard, when a bomb fell, Zhou Wei sacrificed himself to protect Jeremy Lin, Jeremy Lin was not killed, but Zhou Wei was lame. Since then, Jeremy Lin has taken care of Zhou Wei's family everywhere.

Not only this, but an incident when Lynch was a child that filled Lynch with guilt.

"Didn't you study piano in England? Why are you back now? Lynch picked up his knife and fork, cut a piece of beef, stuffed it in his mouth, and chewed it.

"Isn't this about the New Year, thinking that I haven't seen my grandfather and them for a long time, I simply took a few months off this year to come back to accompany them, Brother Qi, do you miss me." Zhou Hui looked at Lynch, who had been eating steak with his head down, and was very happy.

Lynch was frowning and chewing on a somewhat stiff steak, he usually hated eating steak, but he was so hungry now that he couldn't care so much.

"I think about it, Zhou Ren and I still talk about you a lot." Lynch chewed the steak in his mouth and said vaguely.

He looked at the scattered steak that he cut in front of him, and suddenly remembered Sun Cuihua's stewed tomato brisket, and he didn't know what Zhang Xin was doing.

"Hehe, that's good, Brother Qi, you eat more, let's pack up and go back to the south for the New Year."

"Back to the South?" Lynch swallowed a bite of steak with difficulty, a little confused.

"Grandpa asked me to go back?" Since Lynch and Lin Peng had a fight a few years ago, they have never returned home.

"Yes, yes, although Grandpa Lin doesn't say it, he misses you very much in his heart, and this time I asked me to come and specifically instructed me to take you back for the New Year." Zhou Hui put a sugar cube in the coffee.

"If I go back, the old man in my house won't be able to kill me." Lynch wiped out the last piece of beef.

"Actually, I recently heard from my parents that Grandpa Lin has not been in good health recently and has been living in the hospital, so I want me to say that you should go back and have a look." Zhou Hui cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

As he was talking, there was a knock on the door, Zhou Hui was busy washing dishes in the kitchen, and Lynch got up and opened the door.

"Haha, I didn't expect it." Zhang Xin stood at the door with a hippie smile carrying a thermos bucket.

Lynch pointed to the big green thermos in front of him, "What's in here?" ”

"Chicken soup, this is the fattest old hen I got up early in the morning and went to the market, and it took two hours to boil it, can you taste it?" Without waiting for Lynch to speak, Zhang Xin walked into the house.

"Brother Qi, is there a guest coming?" Zhou Hui shook off the water in her hand, took off her apron and walked out of the kitchen.

"Brother Qi, who is this?" Zhou Hui looked at Zhang Xin, who had just walked in the door, and frowned with a thermos bucket in his hand.

"Ah, this, this is my student, Zhang Xin." Lin Qi doesn't want his family to know Zhang Xin's identity now, after all, there is an old man Lin in the family, if he knows about Zhang Xin's relationship with him, the consequences will be unimaginable, in short, now is not the time to make it public.

Zhang Xin didn't expect that there was a woman in Lynch's house, and she was very close to Lynch, and what made her most angry was that Lynch actually told the woman that she was just his student.

Zhang Xin's tears kept rolling in her eyes, "I can't cry, I can't cry." Zhang Xin put the thermos bucket on the table and wiped her tears.

"Yes, Mr. Lin has been engaged in research recently, and he hasn't eaten well in the past few days, so I don't stew chicken soup at home and send it to him to replenish his body."

"Oh, give it to me, I'll put it in a bowl for him later." Zhou Hui is like a hostess.

"Then I'll go first." Zhang Xin handed the thermos bucket to Zhou Hui's hand, turned his head and left.

Lynch knew in his heart that Zhang Xin must have misunderstood, so he chased him out without caring about putting on his coat.

Zhou Hui has been a good person since she was a child, and when she saw the reactions of Lynch and Zhang Xin, she guessed a rough idea, walked to the edge of the pool with a thermos bucket, unscrewed the lid, and poured all the chicken soup into the pool.

"My brother Qi can only be by my side forever." Zhou Hui thought secretly.

Lynch chased Zhang Xin all the way downstairs, Lynch dragged Zhang Xin's arm and pulled her in front of him, and the tears on Zhang Xin's face were still visible.

"You let me go." Zhang Xin struggled to pull Lynch away from the hand he was holding her.

"Calm down and listen to me. The person you just saw was the daughter of one of my uncle's families, and I grew up with her and Zhou Ren, and there was nothing between us. Lynch knew the reason why Zhang Xin was angry, and he couldn't allow her to have a chance to struggle, so he told him about his relationship with Zhou Hui in one breath.

"Really?" After Zhang Xin heard his explanation, he stopped struggling and slowly raised his head to look at Lynch.

"Then why is she at your house early in the morning and cooking for you?" Zhang Xin remembered the way Zhou Hui wore an apron just now, and a sour feeling welled up in her heart.

"Zhou Ren went to surgery, I went to sleep when I came back yesterday afternoon, and she was at my house as soon as I woke up, really, I am innocent with her, if you don't believe it, you can ask Zhou Ren." Lynch stretched out his finger and wiped away the tears that were still hanging on Zhang Xin's face.

"Okay, I'm not that careful, in fact, I came today to apologize to you, and I want to explain to you the person from yesterday." A tricycle full of New Year's goods rode over, and Lynch was afraid that it would hit Zhang Xin, so she asked her to stand inside.

"It was me who was wrong yesterday, and I shouldn't have lost my temper for no reason. Ben knew you wouldn't do anything like that, and I didn't listen to you. The cold wind outside penetrated Lynch's neckline like a snake, and Lynch couldn't help but shiver.

"Xiaoxin, actually me." Lynch originally wanted to explain his relationship with Chen Ruize, and wanted to remind her that Chen Ruize was not very trustworthy and had less contact with him.

"Oh, hurry back, I'm quite weak, you catch a cold again, I'm still worried." Zhang Xin held Lynch's hand with his backhand and took a hot breath.

"Xiaoxin, I have to go back to my hometown for the New Year in the next few days, with Zhou Hui." Zhang Xin's movements paused.

"I heard that my grandfather was sick, and I was a little worried about him, and I wanted to go back for the Chinese New Year this year." Although Lynch has always had a bad relationship with Old Man Lin, he is still very worried when he hears that Old Man Lin is sick.

"Mmmm, you go back quickly, I'm fine here, you can rest assured." Lynch hugged Zhang Xin, Zhang Xin wore a sweater and a cotton coat, her whole body was soft, like a rag doll, very comfortable, Lynch was reluctant to let go.

"Then I'll give you a phone number, you go to the commissary downstairs every day, and call me to report that you're safe." Lynch took out a pen and a page from Zhang's bag and wrote his home phone number.

Zhang Xin took the number, carefully put it in his pocket, and looked at Lynch's trembling body urging him to hurry upstairs.

Seeing Lynch go upstairs, Zhang Xin turned around and left, entering the wax moon, the air has been filled with the aroma of all kinds of meat and vegetables, Zhang Xin wandered on the street, thinking about Zhou Hui and Lynch, she remembered Zhou Hui's expression and tone when she talked to her, and she faintly felt that Zhou Hui was not a simple person.