Lu Shaohan Chen Yucheng

After taking a rest, it was almost time for the children to get out of school. Chen Yucheng didn't want to squeeze in with the children, so he made a note of the time for class tomorrow and took his bag away.

Bhikki Qiu Cuifen should have arrived home early tonight, and she happened to stop by the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some groceries. It was a tiring day today, and I didn’t really want to cook, so I went to the delicatessen and bought some braised pork heads and ears. I took them back and had them cold to make two dishes. 33?0?5qxs.?0?4m

When Chen Yucheng got home, he was not in a hurry to cook. He put down the vegetables and his bags and spread them out on the sofa. The electric fan was spinning loudly. There was some noise, but it was also cool.

It was evening now, and there was sunset. The color of dusk was faintly cast into the house. Chen Yucheng was lying on the sofa and looking at the brilliant glow on the roof. The fan was spinning in the room, and the cara-kara-kara was going on non-stop, but Chen Yucheng's heart was extremely peaceful.

I was born and lived in a small county town, with my parents by my side, working from nine to five every day. I haven't made any good friends for the time being, but my life is also very interesting.

I go home after get off work. When I get home, I just think about what to eat today and tomorrow’s lesson plan. The family’s ups and downs are all happy trivial matters. The small county town made me feel at ease, but it also locked me up.

In this moment of inner peace, Chen Yucheng's heart couldn't help but ripples, and he thought of Lu Shaohan. Even though he had thousands of ideas in his mind in the military region at that time, he could not use his fists when he returned to the small county town. Lu Shaohan had dealt with all the people who had hurt him. Now it seems that Chen Yucheng has no ambitions when he comes back.

But it would be nice to come back and be with Chen Fuyao and Qiu Cuifen. Their son can't come back home even once a year. As a daughter, I can't do that. It's just a pain for Lu Shaohan who is in love.

Now that I'm back, I have no choice but to raise Chen Fuyao and Qiu Cuifen to be fat, teach their children to read well, improve their grades, and publish their own books. During the winter and summer vacations, I would go back and forth to the military area. Assuming that I could continue with Lu Shaohan, if I stayed like this for a few years, it wouldn't be a bad idea to join hands with Lu Shaohan for the rest of my life.

But I don’t think about the future, I just want now. Chen Yucheng got up, turned on the lights in the room, put away his bags, and carried the vegetables he bought into the kitchen. There was some leftover rice in the pot, and Chen Yucheng was too lazy to make extra fried rice, so he steamed it directly with the freshly washed rice.

The pig head meat and pig ears are cut by the master. The outside is soaked in brine and is black, but the cut inside is shiny. There was soy sauce to accompany the meal in the bag, so Chen Yucheng poured it directly into the basin, added some extra vinegar and hot pepper, patted some cucumbers and coriander into it, and now he had a bowl of cold chowder.

Add some spicy, sour and crispy shredded potatoes, and it will be a simple meal tonight. But Qiu Cuifen hasn't come back yet, so Chen Yucheng can only mix the hodgepodge. It's cold enough anyway, and wait for others to come back and fry some shredded potatoes. Chen Yucheng lies back on the sofa.

When Qiu Cuifen came back, she saw Chen Yucheng sleeping on the sofa. Today was the first day of school. Although her daughter was not the class teacher, she was probably tired, so she moved lighter and lighter.

Qiu Cuifen thought about letting her daughter fall asleep, so she quietly went to the kitchen. She saw that a pot of meat and cucumbers had been mixed, and the potatoes were cut into shreds and soaked in water. The pot was steaming, so there was no need to guess that the rice was also there. Steamed.

Qiu Cuifen felt really sour and bitter in her heart. Her daughter was tired after working all day, so it was okay not to cook when she came back. But after mixing the meat and cutting the vegetables, I lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

No matter how gently Qiu Cuifen moved, the sound of the frying pan still woke Chen Yucheng up. When I woke up, I didn't know what year it was. It was completely dark outside the window. When I looked in, the lights were on in the kitchen, and Qiu Cuifen was waving a spatula.

Chen Yucheng turned off the fan, stepped on his shoes, and went to the kitchen rubbing his eyes. From a distance, Qiu Cuifen saw Chen Yucheng walking like a wandering spirit. At first glance, he looked sleepy and energetic.

Chen Yucheng lazily walked to the kitchen, hugging Qiu Cuifen's waist and half-squinting to regain consciousness. Qiu Cuifen deliberately shook her shoulders to wake up this dull girl.

Chen Yucheng still held Qiu Cuifen's waist tightly, and it took a long time before he remembered something and said, "Mom, does my dad know the principal of my school?"