This psychologist is weird

Chapter 71 Family Dinner
"Xiao Chen, you're back. Come in, come in and sit down."

After the sound of approaching footsteps, the half-hidden door was pulled open from the inside.

By the open door stood the old man,

The old man wore an old apron and held a spatula with a wooden handle in his hand.

When he opened the door, he saw Chen Lun with a happy face, moved away, and hurriedly greeted Chen Lun to enter the room.

Chen Lun's eyes fell on the old man's happy smiling face, and he paused.

"Cuber."

Chen Lun nodded, shouted, moved his feet, and entered the house.

"Hey."

The old man responded with a smile.

"...I knew Xiao Chen that you were coming back today, so I ordered some food. I told the gatekeeper of the community. I told you when I asked you to come back. He told you."

"said."

The old man beckoned Chen Lun into the house, then reached out to close the living room door again,
Turning around again, he spoke to Chen Lun.

Chen Lun's eyes fell on the old man, he nodded and responded.

His eyes were on the living room.

In the living room, the curtains are drawn.Both overhead lights were on.

under the lights,
There were sounds of cooking in the kitchen and the sound of the TV in the living room.

There are some food aromas.

Closer to the side of the kitchen, the dining table in the living room, which was originally placed against the wall, was pulled to the middle.

Stools are neatly arranged around the dining table.

There are already several dishes on the dining table, some are dressed up as cold dishes, and some are served and steaming.

On the other side of the living room, the TV was still on, and it was broadcasting some unknown advertisements, and some sounds came out, adding some excitement to the room.

In the kitchen next to the living room,
Vegetables are still burning in the pot on the stove, soup is being stewed, and the cooker hood is wheezing and wheezing,
On the counter table, there are some vegetables that have been washed and cut.

"Xiao Chen, sit down first, drink a few sips of water, and watch TV. There are still a few dishes, we will eat after frying."

Still holding the spatula in his hand, the old man was busy back and forth, greeting Chen Lun,

Then he poured a cup of tea for Chen Lun and handed it to Chen Lun.

Chen Lun's eyes fell on the old man, he reached out to take the water, and drank it.

"This tea was given to me by someone, and I don't drink tea. Just keep it there, the taste is okay."

The old man laughed and said to Chen Lun.

The old man has always been alone, so no one will deliver food to him.

After drinking tea, his eyes fell on the old man again, Chen Lun nodded,
"pretty good."

"That's fine, that's fine..."

"Xiao Chen, why did you bring your own vegetables? If you want to eat lettuce, that's just right. I'll fry the lettuce for you too."

The old man stood there, looked at the dishes in Chen Lun's hands, and asked with a smile.

"Thank you Qiubo."

Chen Lun handed over the dish in his hand.

"Then I'll fry it for you."

Uncle Qiu replied with a smile,

"Xiao Chen, sit down for a while and watch TV. There are only a few dishes left, and you can eat after frying..."

Speaking again, the old man carried the dishes Chen Lun handed over, and with the spatula in the other hand, he walked into the kitchen again.

Chen Lun's eyes turned and fell in front of him.

On the TV in front of him, some TV dramas were still playing, but the sound was not as dull as before in reality.

In the kitchen, there were more sounds of stir-frying and chopping vegetables.

The old man was wearing an apron, smiling, busy back and forth in the kitchen.

Another dish was cooked.

With the dishes in hand, the old man walked out of the kitchen.

Putting the dishes on the table, he looked over at Chen Lun again,

Stamping his feet, the old man wiped his hands on the apron, then walked towards the living room, and walked quickly into the bedroom.

"...The weather has been hot for the past two days. Xiao Chen, blow some air to cool off."

The old man brought out an old electric fan with a wind guide turntable from the bedroom.

Holding the wire of the electric fan with one hand, and carrying the electric fan with the other,

Raising his arms and wiping the sweat off his forehead, the old man said with a smile, put the electric fan on the coffee table in front of Chen Lun, and faced Chen Lun.

Reach out, plug in the electric fan, and then unscrew the electric fan switch,
A gust of cool wind, with the rotation of the fan blades and the wind guide turntable, brushed over Chen Lun's body.

"Can you blow it? Do you want to make it bigger?"

The old man straightened up again and asked Chen Lun.

"It's blown. No need to turn it up."

Chen Lun's eyes fell on the old man, paused, and answered aloud.

"That's good……"

The old man stood up again, responded with a smile, then lowered his head, looked at the old electric fan,

"Speaking of which, this electric fan is not too young. She bought it with me when my wife was still there. When I went to the market, she fell in love with her right away. The owner who bought the electric fan, The asking price is still a bit high, she had to grind her tongue for a while before buying it, she would say this, I am not good at these... It has been so many years, this electric fan can still be used. "

The old man spoke aloud, paused, and smiled again on his face.

Chen Lun had never seen this electric fan in the old man's living room.

Without saying a word, Chen Lun just looked calmly at the old man.

"...By the way, Xiao Chen, you must be tired after being outside for so long."

The old man paused again, did not continue what he said just now, but turned his head, and talked to Chen Lun again with a smile.

"Fortunately."

With calm eyes, Chen Lun responded to the old man's words.

"Then come back, let's have a good rest."

"Xiao Chen, please sit down for a while. There are still a few dishes. I will fry the dish you brought."

"Xiao Chen, if you're hungry, just see what you want to eat and eat something to fill your belly. Anyway, you can eat in your own room, so you don't have to be too particular about it."

The old man spoke aloud, laughed, and went back to the kitchen.

First rinsed the two sets of bowls and chopsticks, took them out, and put them on the table.
"If Xiao Chen is hungry, eat first."

After saying a few more words, the old man turned around again, entered the kitchen, and started to work again.

In the kitchen, the sound of vegetables being rinsed under the faucet, the sizzle of vegetables being stir-fried,
The movement of the old man busy back and forth rang in the kitchen.

The soup stewed in the pot next to it was overflowing with heat, and the range hood was working.

After all the dishes were cooked, the old man walked out of the kitchen with a plate of dishes from time to time, and put them on the table.
Turning around again, hurried back to the kitchen, busy with work.

"...Okay, the last soup... Wait for a long time, Xiao Chen, let's start eating."

The old man walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup in his hand.

Chen Lun put down the tea in his hand, got up, moved his feet, and walked to the dining table.

The dining table is already full of prepared dishes.The old man put the last bowl of soup in the middle of the dining table.

"Sit down, Xiao Chen."

The old man turned around and greeted Chen Lun again.

Waiting for Chen Lun to sit down, the old man did not sit down,

Instead, he turned around, walked into the kitchen, and arrived at the Gejiu refrigerator in front of the kitchen.
Opened the door of the refrigerator, took something out of the refrigerator,
It's a bottle, a big bottle of drink.

"...You young people like to drink these things. When I was shopping for vegetables, I bought a bottle along the way."

Holding the bottle of drink, the old man closed the refrigerator again, walked out,
"...I'll pour you a cup for Xiao Chen."

The old man laughed, and speaking aloud, he took out two paper cups from the side and put them in front of Chen Lun.

Turning his gaze away, his eyes fell on the old man holding the big bottle of drink, and Chen Lun paused for a moment.

"Okay, Xiao Chen, let's eat."

The old man poured two drinks, closed the drink bottle again, put it down,

Also on the other side of the dining table, sat down and said with a smile.

Chen Lun paused and picked up his chopsticks.

　Sometimes I didn't ask for a monthly ticket, but asked for a recommendation ticket.

　　Ask for a recommendation ticket, a monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)