While the old man was talking, he didn't forget to look at Su Qianci, and when he saw her slightly stunned face, he immediately added fuel and vinegar: "I don't know which nerve is wrong, I thought it was your idea, but it turned out to be not?" ”

Su Qianci shook her head, and the corners of her lips curled up uncontrollably.

It turns out that he still remembers...... She thought that he just mentioned it casually and would forget about it later.

I didn't expect to remember it for so long.

The curvature of his lips opened wider and wider, and he inadvertently caught a glimpse of his grandfather's playful eyes, Su Qianci blushed, lowered his head, and after quickly deciding the breakfast in front of him, he set off for school.

At the end of the day's class, Su Qianci picked up her mobile phone and found that there were two missed calls on it.

The remarks are: Father Song.

picked up the phone and dialed back and forth, and it was quickly answered over there, and Song Yifan's voice came: "Qianci, are you free at night?" ”

"Yes, has Dad returned home?"

It's not the first time Song Yifan has called Su Qianci, and it's not the first time he's heard this 'Dad', but every time he hears it, he can't stop jumping and jubilant in his heart, and he is in a good mood.

Smiling, Song Yifan said: "Well, I returned to China today, your Uncle Sheng is going to make hot pot at home, and I want you to bring your husband together, if it's okay, come over together." Hearing this, Su Qianci was a little puzzled, and said: "I'm afraid it won't work, grandpa has recently come to live in our house for a while, and we have to accompany grandpa to eat at home." ”

"That's a pity." Song Yifan's voice was full of regret, "Your Uncle Sheng also bought a lot of ingredients, and now it looks like it's going to be wasted." ”

"Then it's better for you to come to our house with Uncle Sheng, it just so happens that the weather is cold now, and it's just right to play hot pot, I'll tell Mother Rong and ask her not to cook."

"Okay, then I'll call Ximing."

An agreement was reached and the matter was resolved quickly.

The old man had a very good impression of Song Yifan and Sheng Ximing, sitting in the living room, several people chatted very happily.

Li Sicheng has never said much, and he will only interject two sentences when he hears the key moment, and the rest of the time he listens quietly.

Su Qianci and Rong's mother were busy in the kitchen for more than half an hour before the ingredients were processed, and the aroma of the soup base wafted far away.

"It's ready to eat!" Su Qianci shouted, smelling the fragrance and drooling.

Rong's mother prepared dishes and chopsticks for everyone, and quickly sat them down, and at the strong request of the old man, she also sat down half-pushing.

The ingredients went down the same way, Su Qianci put something for herself, and ate happily, and when she was almost finished, she held a piece of meat with a big hand, dipped it in the sauce in front of her, and then put it into her bowl.

Su Qianci was a little flattered, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Li Si Chengyun's breezy face.

As if, the person who just sandwiched meat on her was not him.

You're welcome, just stuff the meat into your mouth.

But when someone saw that she had finished eating, he reached out and sandwiched a green vegetable for her, and then all kinds of things such as meatballs, seafood, and meat were sandwiched.

Su Qianci had tried her best to eat as fast as possible, but she still couldn't catch up with the speed at which he picked up the vegetables.

Seeing that his bowl was piled high, he said with a bitter face: "Don't clamp it, I can't finish eating!" ”

"It's okay," Li Sicheng calmly put down the last piece of meat, "I'll eat it if I can't finish it." ”

Seeing this, Old Man Li sighed and said, "I'm old, no one picks vegetables for me, my heart hurts!" ”

(Po Sing Shek Academy)