At six o'clock on Saturday morning, Jiang Yan first touched the mobile phone from the pillow before he fully opened his eyes, then squinted and opened the lid, and pressed a few words to send it out.

After that, put the phone down and close your eyes again.

After about ten minutes, the phone buzzed and vibrated twice.

He picked it up and opened it, and clicked on the latest text message that came in: [It shouldn't be burned, I don't measure it, but my head still hurts a little.] 】

Jiang Yan: [Did you take medicine last night?] 】

Gaga: [My second brother gave me a bowl of black Chinese medicine, and I died of bitterness. 】

Jiang Yan smiled: [Traditional Chinese medicine is good for the body, is it good to sleep all night? ] Did you wake up in between? 】

Gaga: [No, I don't know if it's because of the medicine, or if it's because my mom sleeps with me.] 】

Jiang Yan was a little jealous.

[Will it disturb your mother when you wake up and send a message? ] 】

[She had already gone downstairs to the kitchen to cook porridge, but. I seem to smell mush. 】

Jiang Yan:.

[Your aunt won't come back today? 】

[Don't go back, I heard that I took two days off.] 】

[Then why don't you tell your mother, what do you want to eat, I'll make it for you.] 】

[Tomato gnocchi soup, if you come directly, she will definitely agree. 】

Jiang Yan put down his phone, turned over and got up.

On the other side, after Song Jiawen replied to Jiang Yan, she sent Liang Yujun and each of them a safe text message, which was sent last night, but because she went to bed early, she didn't see it.

Xue Weisong's information is on several people: [Is it better? In which hospital? 】

Xue Weisong: [I bought some fruit for Liang Yujun to help bring to you, and tell me if there is anything else you want to eat.] 】

Xue Weisong: [Has the fever subsided? Did you come back? 】

Song Jiawen withdrew directly after reading it, and did not give him back.

She got up and put on her soft cotton pajamas and went downstairs.

Mu Shenyan had just scooped up the rice and put it in the pot, and was about to cook white porridge for her. When he saw her come in, he said angrily, "Mom, why do you get up with you?" Go back and get some more sleep. ”

Song Jiawen shook her head, "I can't sleep." ”

She looked at the white rice that Mu Shenyan had just put into the pot, blinked, and said calmly, "Mom, I didn't want to drink the porridge I drank last night, I don't want to drink it now, I want to eat tomato gnocchi soup." ”

Mu Shenyan looked embarrassed, "Pimple soup, do you know how to do it?" ”

"Jiang Yan will do it."

"But it's not good to call him so early, it's hard to rest, and you can't sleep lazy."

"I told him he was on his way over."

Mu Shenyan looked at her daughter and nodded her forehead, "You can't finish talking about it." ”

After speaking, he sighed and said, "Mom is really useless, you still can't cook well at this age, you love to eat. Not a single one. ”

After all, Song Jiawen has lived in Yunzhou for fourteen years, and her taste has already undergone earth-shaking changes compared to when she was a child.

On the way here, Jiang Yan went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables by the way.

When we arrived at Seiwaen, it was not yet seven o'clock.

The whole community is quiet, except for the old people who go out to buy vegetables, there are almost no young people.

Jiang Yan carefully looked at the environment of the community, thinking that this place is really suitable for living, and when he makes money, he will buy a suite here first.

What he didn't know was that there was already a house in this community that belonged to Song Jiawen.

Mu Shenyan decorated the courtyard on the first floor very comfortably, and before Jiang Yan approached, he saw Song Jiawen standing inside through the bright glass room.

Dressed like a furball, waving to him.

Because there was no heating in the glass room, she was forced to put on a wool coat by Mu Shenyan when she came out.

When Jiang Yan walked to the door, the door had been opened, and Song Jiawen stood inside the door and winked at him.

Jiang Yan glanced in, but there was no one.

He hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and pressed the side of his wrist to her forehead, the tentacles were slightly hot, and there was no longer the hot feeling of yesterday.

He nodded calmly, "It's really not burning." ”

Song Jiawen had already taken a pair of men's slippers and put them at the door, and when Jiang Yan bent down to change her shoes, she wanted to take the bag in his hand, but Jiang Yan didn't give it.

"Cool, don't touch it."

"What did you buy? Can I eat meat at noon? ”

He changed his shoes and turned to look at her, "You're going to eat meat before you get better?" ”

Song Jiawen didn't speak, just looked at him.

Jiang Yan sighed, "Okay, I just bought beef and marinated it for you." ”

"The marinade is too light, I want to eat boiled beef."

"You first ask your second brother if you can eat it?"

The two walked to the kitchen as they spoke, Mu Shenyan came out of it, and smiled apologetically at Jiang Yan, "I have to trouble you to cook on the big weekend, you see what you need, Auntie will help you." ”

Jiang Yan raised the bag in his hand, "I've bought it all, don't be polite to me, the pimple soup is very easy to make, it will be good in ten minutes." ”

Because Jiang Yan insisted that he didn't need help, Mu Shenyan had to withdraw from the kitchen.

Looking back at her daughter who was leaning against the door and talking to Jiang Yan, she only felt that the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of relaxation and peace of mind.

Jiang Yan took out the tomatoes he had just bought and put them in the basin, and said to her while washing, "Yang Dan will come again in the morning, do you want to tell her that you are here?" ”

Last night, Yang Dan called their dormitory, and Ding Yuanyuan told her about her illness, and she was very worried, so in addition to sending coffee and milk tea today, the main thing is to visit the patient.

Song Jiawen thought about it, her life experience can't be hidden, and she will have to tell these friends one day.

So he nodded and said, "You can bring her over at noon, eat here, but lunch"

"Got it, I'll do it."

Song Jiawen patted her ass very sincerely, "Even if my aunt is here, the food she cooks is not as delicious as what you cook, and I made a bunch of Western food at home last week, and I didn't eat enough." ”

You still can't eat enough in your own home?

"Finally I cooked another packet of instant noodles."

Jiang Yan turned his head and squinted at her, "You want to eat instant noodles, right?" ”

"It's a little, but Western food really doesn't taste."

While the two were talking, Jiang Yan quickly cooked the pimple soup with neat hands and feet, and heated the leftover cakes from yesterday and mixed them with bean skin and broccoli.

Yu Heng and Yu Feng got up with the smell of the fragrance.

The two of them looked at the table with their heads on their heads, smelled the sesame oil floating on the pimple soup in the air, and swallowed their saliva.

As for Jiang Yan sitting at the dining table, it seems that he has been used to seeing him at home since last night.

After eating, Jiang Yan left to go to the computer shop, and the brothers carried the little four who were watching TV on their backs and asked Mu Shenyan, "Mom, you can't see that kid has bad intentions towards your daughter, right?" ”

"So what?" Mu Shenyan disagreed, "Our junior is smart and beautiful, isn't it normal for someone to chase him?" Fuss. ”

After speaking, without waiting for the two to say anything, he continued, "I think Jiang Yan is very good, although it is a little early to say this now, if the two of them are really together in the future, at least your sister will not be wronged in life." ”

"You two have to believe Xiaosi, I think my daughter's provocative eye is much better than mine, I, look at my eyes-" Mu Shenyan said and pointed to himself and continued, "Blind, do you know? And I, a person who was too vulgar when I was young, only knew how to look at faces, but what was the use of having a good face? Or our little four have a vision, look at people to know the connotation, and look at cooking. ”

Yu Heng & Yu Feng:.

Their mother is praising Jiang Yan, right, but why do they think that this praise is almost the same as not praising it?

The two looked at each other, and when they wanted to say a few more words, they heard Mu Shenyan say with disgust, "You two are like this, it is estimated that you can only beat a single person in the future!" (End of chapter)