"I asked her to come. ”

A warm voice came from behind him, and Xuan Yin turned around and saw a plain shirt and a dusty man.

He Guang Tongchen bowed his head slightly towards Xuan Yin, and walked straight to the side of the painting heart, Qing Chu drilled out from behind the painting heart, a bear pounced, jumped on He Guang Tongchen, hugged He Guang Tongchen's neck, pointed at Xuan Yin and asked, "Daddy, who is she?"

He Guang Tongchen hugged him dotingly, turned sideways, and faced the heart of the painting, "Ask your mother." ”

Huaxin looked at the dignified Xuan Yin and smiled awkwardly when he called out "Daddy" at the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, and his face also showed surprise.

Such a husband and father's "clean and dust-free" must have opened her eyes, right? So the look of surprise on her face could not dissipate for a long time.

The painting thought, I saw it anyway, there is no need to hide or explain anything, she didn't sort out the early child, and greeted Xuan Yin, "You came just in time, just in time for lunch, you can taste the craftsmanship of dust." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and asked with a smile and asked with a smile, "What did you do today?"

"It's all you like. He Guang Tongchen carried Qing Chu to the table and put it on the upholstered stone bench, and turned to serve the food.

Xuan Yin sat down with Huaxin, and when he saw Heguang Tongchen coming out with a food table, he immediately stood up respectfully.

Huaxin pressed her, "In my place, there is no condescension or inferiority, and he is not a Western Heavenly Holy Buddha, you don't have to abide by the etiquette from time to time." ”

Xuan Yin looked at the light and dust uneasily.

Yes, how can there be such a condescending and noble holy Buddha in the world.

When He Guang Tongchen put down the food table, Xuan Yin couldn't sit still, three plates, two small dishes, the dishes were meat, and even the soup was a big meat broth.

Huaxin poked the pork knuckle with chopsticks and praised it, "Today's heat is good." ”

"You have a bad appetite for the past two days, I don't dare to be lazy, get up early, and simmer for three hours. ”

He Guang Tongchen smiled and sandwiched a piece of fat but not greasy for her, and the greedy Qingchu eyes stared straight at her, "Daddy, you are always so eccentric." ”

The painting smiled and gave the meat in the bowl to Qing Chu'er.

Qing Chu Xiao'er looked at the meat, and suddenly reached out and grabbed it and handed it to Heguang Tongchen's mouth, "Daddy eat." ”

He Guang Tongchen looked at Huaxin, and Huaxin smiled deliciously, "Chu'er feels more sorry for you." ”

"My mother is distressed by my father, and I don't need my first child to feel distressed. At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, he saw that Ye didn't look at the painting, and sent the meat to Heguang Tongchen's mouth.

Huaxin knew that Heguang Tongchen didn't like meat, and before he could stop it, he saw him swallow the pork knuckle in Qing Chu's hand with a smile.

Seeing that Heguang Tongchen had eaten, Qing Chu smiled and bent his eyebrows, "Chu'er also wants to be fed by his father." ”

Xuan Yin looked at their family of three happily, a little stunned, she couldn't say what was wrong, she just felt that the old man was not the same, and she didn't dare to recognize each other.

He is no longer the Holy Buddha she has served for thousands of years.

"You eat more, too. Huaxin gave Xuan Yin a few chopsticks, "The fairy has been doing it for a long time, and it is rare to have the opportunity to dip in the fireworks of this mortal world, which has a special taste." ”

Xuan Yin saw that the two saints of Huaxin and Heguang Tongchen were so informal, and she couldn't hold the shelf of the immortals, so she had to eat a few bites at random according to Huaxin's wishes.

Only then did the painting turn to the topic, "Chenchen, why did you suddenly call Xuan Yin over?"

Xuan Yin also put down her chopsticks and looked at Heguang Tongchen, the doubts in her heart were no less than those of painting her heart.