Jian Zhiyan looked at the awards and photos on the wall of the Song family's study, with a focused and serious expression.

And Song Hewan was embarrassed - her awards were either the three good students and outstanding league members evaluated by the school, or the certificates of mathematics, Chinese, and English competitions organized by the school, which were completely incomparable with the provincial, municipal, and national competition awards that Jian Zhiyan had won.

After I left home to go to college, my parents turned these things out and pasted them all over the wall. Also, these photos of her growing up...... was seen by Jian Zhiyan, and Taishe died!

"Well, why don't you sleep in the bedroom." Song Hewan's little face wrinkled and looked at Jian Zhiyan.

"No, it's good here, I'm right here." After that, he put down the big backpack he was carrying, took out his things, and looked like a "king of the mountain".

Song Hewan was full of black lines.

"Okay then." She nodded helplessly and agreed, turned around and looked at the "miserable" photos on the wall, and finally turned her head away, out of sight and quietly: "Then you settle down by yourself, I'll go downstairs and wait for you first."

"Okay." Jian Zhiyan said lightly.

After Song Hewan left the room, Jian Zhiyan stood by the wall, silently browsing every photo of Song Hewan in the study. There are photos taken when she was born, crawling in bed when she was more than a year old, art photos when she was a few years old, school uniform photos of elementary school, junior high school, and high school, as well as photos of playing with friends and traveling......

He just stood there, feeling the bits and pieces of her upbringing from childhood to adulthood, letting love spread unchecked. It was her former life that he had not been involved in. He looked at the pictures and imagined her joys and sorrows.

Perhaps, the feeling of liking someone is to want to know everything about her and want to participate in her life. She didn't have him in her previous life, and he looked forward to her future world, where he was.

After another moment.

Jian Zhiyan weighed the idea of going downstairs early, to leave a good impression on Song Hewan's parents. He thought that he could go back to his room at night and look at the photos again, so he quickly packed them up, walked out of the door, and went to the living room on the first floor.

What catches your eye is a scene of joy and warmth.

Mozart has completely lost the restraint when he first arrived at the Song family, and at this moment, it is already familiar with Song's father and Song's mother, and it is a treasure to scatter Huan'er.

And before and after they came to Song's house, it was obviously less than 1 hour. Jian Zhi was speechless, but it was much more familiar than himself.

Mozart is performing his best "Alaska-style lion dance" for Song's father and mother.

It walked with the steps of the six relatives who did not recognize it, shaking its head, looking at the left in two steps, looking forward to the right in three steps, and retreating in a dog-like manner in four steps, which made Song Hewan's mother lean forward and laugh.

"It's so cute, isn't it?" Song Mu smiled, her eyes full of love for Mozart.

Then, she saw Jian Zhiyan walking slowly over here, "Zhiyan, how is the room, is there anything missing, tell Auntie." ”

"Thank you, Auntie, everything is fine." Jian Zhiyan replied obediently.

Mother Song looked at Jian Zhiyan carefully, and saw that the child was clear-minded, tall and upright, and had a handsome face, and she liked him even more in her heart.

And Jian Zhiyan in the Song family is not at all like the cold appearance when he was in school, he is both enthusiastic and sunny, well-behaved and sensible, just like a different person. But this picture of him is the kind of child that the elders like the most.

It's almost time for lunch.

"Then let's start the meal, the meal is ready." Mother Song got up and greeted.

Seeing this, Jian Zhiyan immediately got up, followed Mother Song to the kitchen, and helped diligently. Seeing this, Mother Song hurriedly asked him to go back to the house honestly, "You kid, how can you let you into the kitchen when you come to your classmate's house as a guest!" ”

"Auntie, don't see me outside, if I don't come to help, I will not be comfortable eating and drinking here for nothing!" Jian Zhiyan smiled brightly, but he didn't treat himself as an outsider.

Song's mother no longer shirked, and asked Jian Zhiyan to help serve the meal, and praised him: "It's better to raise a son, look at this young man, it is rare to recruit many people, and he really has the ability to see." Look at that Wanwan again, just play with the dog on the sofa, and don't move. ”

"Auntie, you're not right." Jian Zhiyan was solemn, and Song Mu was puzzled. He continued: "How tiring it is to cook, how can I let a girl do it." Moreover, such a large amount of oil smoke has smoked the skin. If you want me to say, girls shouldn't go into the kitchen, they should sit in the living room to rest, watch TV, and play. ”

Mother Song was amused by his remark, "Haha, you're quite good at talking!" ”

But Jian Zhiyan didn't look like he was joking, "Auntie, I'm serious, don't cook at night, I'll just contract all the meals at home these days, and I'll cook it for everyone." ”

"Yo he, don't tease Auntie." Song Hewan's mother disagreed, and said with a smile: "Where will your child cook?" ”

"Auntie, I really know how to do it, I don't believe you ask He Wan, she likes to eat the food I cook." Jian Zhiyan's appearance looks sincere, not at all contrived.

Mother Song drew a big question mark in her mind.

Wanwan loves to eat the food he cooks? Wanwan often eats the meals he cooks? So, is it often going to his house? How far have they got?

Mother Song's smile froze for a few seconds, then returned to normal, and said to Jian Zhiyan as if jokingly: "Then if you want to say that, Auntie really has to see your craftsmanship." If dinner is handed to you, will it work? ”

"Of course, no problem, you just wait for the big meal!" Jian Zhiyan patted his chest and promised.

"What are you two muttering here? Are the meals all ready? By the way, Jane Zhiyan, where did you put your dog food? Mozart looks hungry! Song Hewan poked her head in through the kitchen door, like a kitten secretly observing.

Jian Zhiyan smiled and said, "It's all right, serve the last dish, come and sit down at the table, I'll feed Mozart." ”

At the moment, it has passed the best time to eat crabs, but Song Hewan loves to eat crabs, thinking that she can't eat them at school on weekdays, so Song's mother still prepared a sufficient amount of brown crabs.

The brown crab is shaped like a large loaf of bread, and is served with salt, rice wine, minced ginger, soy sauce, sugar, monosodium glutamate, sesame oil and balsamic vinegar. The steamed brown crab, the orange-red crab roe, the white jade-like cream, and the white and delicate crab meat were served, which made Song Hewan salivate immediately.

In addition, Song's father and mother also prepared cola chicken wings, dry pot potato chips, squirrel osmanthus fish, crab roe tofu soup and crystal meat.

After all the meals were served, Song Hewan's eyes were obviously a little brighter than before. Jian Zhiyan saw it in his eyes, and felt that her snack was very cute.

"Isn't it better to be at home? You can't even eat these outside, can you? Father Song smiled kindly, looked at his daughter and asked.

Song Hewan thought for a while and replied, "If you want to say that you want to eat, you can eat it." It's just that what is done outside is always different from what is done at home. ”

"Oh, what's the difference?"

"The taste is different, the food at home has the unique taste of home, and it is more like fireworks in the world with warmth. And the food outside, although delicious, always feels a little less warm. Song Hewan racked her brains to describe the thoughts in her heart.

Jian Zhiyan became even more curious, what kind of existence did the food he cooked exist in Song Hewan's eyes? Thinking about it, he was a little distracted, and involuntarily habitually put a chicken wing in Song Hewan's bowl in his hand.

Song Hewan was stunned for a moment, this guy is picking up vegetables for her again! In front of her parents, this time it is even more difficult to explain.

Song Dad and Song Mom saw it in their eyes, and it was meaningful.

At this time, Mozart suddenly ran over with an empty rice bowl in his mouth, threw his rice bowl at Jian Zhiyan's feet, and patted the rice bowl with his paw to signal.

"You didn't put food on it?" Song Hewan looked at Jian Zhiyan with a look of surprise.

"I put it down, just before the meal, I obviously poured a big bowl for it!" Jian Zhiyan replied suspiciously, he obviously put a lot of dog food for Mozart, what is going on with it?

Mozart whined, and lay on the ground looking at the dog bowl, so pitiful, how wronged he was.

Oh my God!

Jian Zhiyan has a sense of grievance that he has been wronged by a dog, is this dog demolishing my platform? He must have done it on purpose! obviously put a lot of food for it, but it was really annoying, Jian Zhiyan secretly slandered in his heart.

"Are you mistaken, look at it starving." Song Hewan glanced at Jian Zhiyan, walked over and rubbed the big dog's head, and said to it gently, "Oh, our baby is hungry, isn't it?" Come, my sister will put you food. ”

Mozart took the opportunity to stick to Song Hewan again, and secretly gloated in his heart, "Hmph, this stinky master!" Who let you shoot me last time, you are good-looking. This dog said that you didn't feed me, and he was angry with you, so he wronged you. See if my sister likes you or me, slightly! ”

Jian Zhiyan knew that this dog in his house was just angry with him and liked to be naughty and make trouble. But since he met Song Hewan, he has changed from a naughty dog to a "scheming green tea dog", and now he knows how to compete for favor! Is it really bearable, but who is unbearable?

But what if you can't bear to take it?

In the future, he will have to rely on it to often find Song Hewan to come to the house, which can't let Mozart know that there is still this layer, otherwise, this stinky dog will have to pinch him even more.

Song's father and Song's mother didn't care, but they just regarded it as a small episode, and didn't think there was anything wrong, but joked: "Yo, give the hairy child more to eat, we can't just eat delicious food, and don't give others food." ”

"By the way, can this big dog eat chicken wings?" Mother Song asked.

"Woohoo, whoa." As soon as he heard the word chicken wings, Mozart's eyes lit up, and he looked at Song Mu and then at the table.

Song Hewan thought for a while and said: "Don't give it to eat, first, dogs can't eat anything too salty, and second, sharp bones such as chickens and ducks, if they are swallowed by Mozart by mistake, these bones with sharp horns and sharp edges are easy to cause gastric membrane damage, and may develop into acute gastric ulcers." So, for your health, Mozart, you can't eat chicken wings. ”

"Whew." Mozart obediently drooped his head, well, whatever the beautiful sister says, this dog is an obedient baby.

Seeing that Song Hewan was so attentive and serious about Mozart, Jian Zhiyan's heart was mixed.

She was kind to her dog, which made him happy. However, she cares more about her dogs than she does about herself!

This makes him so jealous!