President, madam, she can't read it anymore

"Yaoyao grows up."
Xiao Yaoyao emphasized slightly seriously.

Yan Tingchen could only nod: "Well, what do you want to do when you grow up?"

"Protect mom when you grow up."
This sentence is very serious.

Yan Tingchen froze for a moment, raised his head, and stroked his little head appreciatively: "This sentence is right, you have to grow up quickly to protect your mother."

But Yaoyao insisted stubbornly: "Yaoyao has grown up."

Yan Tingchen said with a smile: "Well, our Yaoyao has grown up, and now he can protect his mother."

When Lin Nian came out of the shower, he saw Yan Tingchen was busy in the kitchen, and his son was as busy as him, helping a little in the kitchen.

She only looked at it with her head, and she chuckled lightly, then turned around and went to dry her hair again.

This kind of life today made her feel very fulfilled and happy. She thought about it, if she could live this kind of life every day in the future, she would not have any rejection.

Perhaps it was the experience in the orphanage that made her yearn for this kind of ordinary but harmonious life, but her idea was difficult to realize. For a long time, she never imagined that she could still be like this now, with Yan Tingchen There is such a simple little joy in living together under the same roof.

She turned on the hair dryer to dry her hair, and the wind warmed her scalp, and then her heart began to warm too.

After she dries her hair, she checks the kitchen again.

Yan Tingchen was still busy, and Lin Nian still felt a little unbelievable when he saw his decent cooking style.

Leaning against the door frame, I couldn't help chatting with him: "Who did you learn this cooking from?"

When Yan Tingchen turned his back to her and went to cut vegetables, he said, "Aunt Zhou."

"No wonder."
Lin Nian smiled and said, "So, I can have a good meal tonight with Aunt Zhou's cooking."

"There is still a certain gap between the meals that Aunt Zhou and I cook. After all, she has too much experience. You can try it."

Yan Tingchen looked back at her and said, "But I have learned how to cook porridge, and the porridge I made must be your favorite."

Lin Nian nodded. In the past two years, she has been abroad, and the chances of eating Chinese food are actually very few, so she misses the food at home, especially porridge.

Probably Chinese people like to drink porridge, so sometimes when she is too greedy, she will go to a Chinese restaurant to drink porridge.

Most of the porridge in Chinese restaurants is delicious, but for some reason, Lin Nian can't forget the porridge he drank when he lived with Yan Tingchen.

Sometimes he may feel that he is being too hypocritical, but he actually doesn't think about it. Maybe what she wants to drink is not the bowl of porridge, but what she really misses are those people.

But tonight, she does seem to be enjoying herself.

Lin Nian felt a little happy, and chatted with him a few more words when he was happy.

Yan Tingchen asked her what her plan was for this vacation. Lin Nian still said in the morning that he would take a good rest for a few days, because he was busy with the company's listing recently, so he really didn't have a good rest and didn't spend time with his son.

She also wants to sleep in for two days at home.

Yan Tingchen asked again, after the break, what do you plan to do for the rest of the day?
Lin Nian looked at him a little strangely and asked, "What do you want to say to me? Just say it straight and don't go around with me."

"Don't you want to go back and have a look?"
Yan Tingchen had just cut the vegetables, put down the knife, turned his head, and looked at her seriously.

Lin Nian froze for a moment, then turned away without looking at him: "Is it so sudden?"

"It's not abrupt at all. People in China have been waiting for you for a long time. It's been two years now, you should go back and have a look."

He said.

Returning to China... These two words are too far away for Lin Nian.

Since she went abroad two years ago, if there is nothing particularly important, she will not come back again, and every time she comes back, she will come back quietly by herself, never notifying others, and never seeing old people.

Therefore, in the heart of her old friend two years ago, she really hasn't come back for two years.

So at this time he suddenly mentioned that he wanted to go back to meet those people, Lin Nian was really a little timid for a while.

She didn't know what it would be like to meet those people.

Two years have passed, and she doesn't know if the feelings they had had still exist.

In other words, Lin Nian is actually a little afraid to see them now.

Lin Nian shook his head, sighed and said, "Let me think about it before I talk about it."

Yan Tingchen didn't want to force her, he knew that this matter could only wait slowly, and now that he could be by her side, he was already very satisfied, and he no longer expected her to really go home with him and live his own life.

Although I just proposed this idea, I really look forward to her agreeing.

But even though she didn't agree to him now, he didn't find it too surprising.

She used to be like this, and he was used to it.

"Don't forget, the house I gave you was still vacant on your birthday. If you want to go back, you can live there anytime."

Yan Tingchen said.

Lin Nian thought of the house he gave him on his birthday, and he really had a headache: "Didn't you rent it out to someone else? Have you been vacant for two years?"

"This house was given to you by me, why do you want to live in it for someone else?"

Yan Tingchen really didn't understand why she thought of renting out the house: "Do you think I'm short of money?"

Lin Nian was speechless: "It's not a question of whether you are short of money or not, the key is that you are empty and you are empty..."

"That's not vacant, I found a few aunts for you and have been cleaning in that house."
Yan Tingchen said calmly.

Lin Nian has nothing to say now, sometimes she really thinks Yan Tingchen is too stupid.

If you have a dispute with him about spending money, you will never be able to hold him accountable.

So Lin Nian stopped talking to him about it, and turned to the living room: "Go ahead and cook. Remember to call me when you're done."

Yan Tingchen still felt a little strange looking at her back, did he say something wrong just now?It shouldn't be like this.

Why did she leave after chatting with herself?He touched his nose, lowered his head, and began to concentrate on cooking.

The son next to him smelled the smell of sweet and sour pork ribs, and moved his little head closer, his eyes were bent into crescent moons, and said in a childish voice, "It smells so good!"

Yan Tingchen smiled and said, "It will be ready soon, just wait a while."

As soon as Lin Nian returned to the living room, he began to unwrap the large bouquet of roses that Yan Tingchen gave him, and then divided them into individual ones, and put them into his empty vase.

While doing this, she was still humming a ditty, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

After a while, the whole room was covered with roses, full of fragrance.