Lu Shaohan Chen Yucheng

Qiu Cuifen's hand while frying the shredded potatoes paused, but her mind did not pause. She thought for a while before replying to Chen Yucheng: "Your dad never told me. Why did you ask about this?"

Chen Yucheng rubbed his face against Qiu Cuifen's clothes. Sure enough, her mother was the warmest being. She hugged her tightly and felt healed. "No, I was talking to the principal today, and then the principal talked about dad and knew that my brother was in the military."

Qiu Cuifen understood the cause of the matter and said, "You also know what kind of person your dad is. He has a very outgoing personality. Plus his career, it's not surprising to know any kind of people." Chen Yucheng nodded slowly, Qiu Cuifen didn't Hearing the sound and feeling his daughter's movements, he continued to stir-fry the shredded potatoes in the pot.

"Mom is going to pour the dried chili pepper and vinegar, hurry up and get out, or you will choke later." Chen Yucheng still held Qiu Cuifen in his arms and refused to let go. Qiu Cuifen urged Chen Yucheng reluctantly to let go of Qiu Cuifen and went out lazily.

There is no TV at home, but there is a radio that has been used for many years. According to Qiu Cuifen, Chen Yucheng used this radio to listen to English and practice speaking English when he was in school.

Chen Yucheng, a modern man, looked at any electronic product as if he were looking at an antique, so he was careful when he started, fearing that the radio would fall apart if it was not done carefully. But she ignored the quality of the radio made in China. She dropped the radio to the ground several times, and the casing was broken, but the audio system inside could still operate as usual.

After all, he is a modern person who has seen smart products, and he is quick to get used to these antiques. He quickly turned on the phone and adjusted the channel, and a cheerful Kangding love song came from the radio.

There was a sour and spicy smell coming from the kitchen, and wisps of white smoke came out of it. Chen Yucheng poured some cold water under the warm yellow light and drank it. After drinking the water to moisten his throat, he also sang along with the radio, "Horse Horse Racing" On the slippery mountain, there is a slippery cloud~"

Qiu Cuifen in the kitchen could also hear it, so she also waved a spatula and hummed along with the radio.

Chen Fuyao came back through the night. Although night had fallen outside, the heat was still there. Chen Fuyao came back full of heat, and saw that under the warm yellow light, Chen Yucheng was pouring cold drinks for the three family members, and Qiu Cuifen was coming out of the kitchen with steaming dishes. His heat suddenly disappeared, and his inner irritability Also scattered.

Sometimes it is so sudden and strange. Whatever happens, as long as I get home and see my family, I feel inexplicably comfortable.

Chen Fuyao stood at the entrance and shouted loudly: "Cuifen, Chengcheng, I'm back!" Qiu Cuifen turned around when he heard the voice and gave Chen Fuyao an angry look. He was in his forties and fifties, but he still acted like a child and still shouted when he got home. He yelled, wishing everyone knew he was back.

Chen Yucheng turned around and smiled at Chen Fuyao, then turned around and opened his mouth. Chen Fuyao felt extremely comfortable when his wife and daughter rolled their eyes and smiled, and then he was willing to take off his shoes and put his bag in the living room.

When he entered the living room, he sang along to the radio. While singing, he went into the kitchen to wash his hands, and then followed Qiu Cuifen, who was serving dishes and rice. Such a simple and ordinary night made the three members of this family feel warm and happy.

There are two dishes on the table, both sour and spicy. As soon as Chen Fuyao tasted it, he knew that the cold dish was mixed by Chen Yucheng and the shredded potatoes were stir-fried by Qiu Cuifen. What's wrong tonight? If Chen Yucheng cooks, she will definitely cook all the dishes on the table. The same is true for Qiu Cuifen. The two of them are collaborating tonight?

"Are the two chefs cooking together tonight?" This was what Chen Fuyao said. Qiu Cuifen told what she saw when she got home. Chen Fuyao was concerned about Chen Yucheng, "Are you tired on the first day of school today?"

Chen Yucheng didn't nod or shake his head. Although it was the first day of school, he had to get used to it. "It's not bad. Dad, do you know the principal of our school?"

Chen Fuyao frowned and had no impression of the principal of Chen Yucheng School. When Chen Yucheng said the principal's name, Chen Fuyao's brows relaxed, "I know him. It turns out he is the principal of your school. That's a bit of a fate."