Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

Quan Yu looked at her face and felt a thump in his chest. How could it be enough? This room was originally prepared for her, and of course it had to be according to her preferences.

Suddenly he heard her ask him: "Third uncle, can I start today?"

You’re here, let’s clean it up first.

Quan Yu nodded: "Okay, you're busy."

After saying that, he left.

Jiang Xiannan sat aside: "Sister Sang Ning, will I disturb you if I stay here?"

"No." Cui Sanning carefully unfolded the scroll and placed it on the restoration table.

Jiang Xiannan immediately sat quietly and watched: "Then I'll just sit here and watch. I'm curious."

Cui Sanning did not raise his head, but his words were gentle: "You will be bored."

Jiang Xiannan shook his head affirmatively: "No."

Cui Sanning was noncommittal.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Jiang Xiannan's eyelids to start fighting. She was bored. She looked at the yellowed drawing paper and asked, "Sister Sang Ning, why is your studio called Xiangse?"

Cui Sanning kept his hands on it, eyes focused, and said slowly: "Xiang color is a kind of light yellow in ancient times, noble and elegant."

Jiang Xiannan couldn't sit still anymore and stood up: "I'm going to the toilet."

Seeing her leave, Cui Sanning shook her head in amusement. If she guessed correctly, she would have to go to the toilet for a long time.

As soon as Jiang Xiannan left the room, he immediately leaned against the wall with a distorted expression and held his waist. He was afraid of disturbing her, so he didn't dare to move. After sitting for a while, his shoulders hurt, his cervical spine hurt, his waist hurt, and his butt hurt.

Looking through the transparent glass wall, I saw Sister Sang Ning still busy with her head down. Jiang Xiannan gave a silent thumbs up in his heart.

Hobbling downstairs, holding on to my waist, the smell of food and the sound of cooking wafted from the kitchen, and I saw Aunt Zhang cleaning the table in the living room.

Jiang Xiannan had some guesses and asked in disbelief: "Who is cooking?"

Aunt Zhang raised her head and said, "Mr. will cook in person today."

My eyes widened in disbelief, and I ran to the kitchen.

Standing at the door in horror, he looked at the man who immediately put on an apron and was cooking with a spatula.

Rubbing her eyes, is this really her uncle?

Unsure: "Uncle?"

Quan Yu turned around: "Is something wrong?"

Walking in, looking at the very good-looking dishes, Jiang Xiannan said in surprise: "My mother always says your cooking is delicious, but I haven't eaten it yet! I'm in for a treat today!"

Quan Yu put the food out of the pot: "Why are you down?"

Jiang Xiannan immediately wailed: "I can't sit still, my whole body hurts!"

"Sister Sang Ning is really amazing. She couldn't move even while sitting there."

Quan Yu raised his eyes and looked at the warm yellow light coming from the glass window upstairs.

After placing the dishes, Quan Yu looked at the soup simmering next to him and put the side dishes on the chopping board.

After washing his hands, he took off his apron and hung it on the shelf before leaving the kitchen.

He said to Jiang Xiannan, "Watch here."

"Oh" Jiang Xiannan nodded, and after realizing it, he hurriedly said to his back: "I can't!"

Passing by the living room, Quan Yu said to Aunt Zhang: "The soup is simmering in the kitchen. Keep an eye on it until you're ready to eat."

Aunt Zhang nodded in agreement.

Quan Yu slowly went upstairs, not in a hurry to go in, but stood outside through the glass and watched her concentrate on her work.

Perhaps because she was going to school as a substitute teacher, she was dressed more formally today. She took off her black windbreaker and put it on the shelf aside.

Wearing an off-white knitted long skirt, revealing a section of her fair legs.

There were no slippers for her at home, so she took off her high heels and placed them on the floor, her bare feet lightly stepping on the crossbar under the seat.

Her hair, which was originally hanging loose, was tied up with a bamboo screwdriver, revealing the graceful lines of her shoulders and neck.

After watching for a while, Quan Yu quietly opened the door and went in.

Cui Sanning put down his tools, raised his head, and suddenly stiffened and snorted.

His thin eyebrows wrinkled in discomfort, and he raised his hand to hold the back of his neck. He had lowered his head for too long and suddenly raised his head to feel sore.

My waist, which has been sitting still for a long time, is also a little sore.

Suddenly a warm hand covered the back of her neck. Cui Sanning was startled, took out her hand and looked back: "Uncle Third."

"Yeah." Quan Yu responded softly, putting his hand on the back of her neck and massaging it with just the right amount of force.

Cui Sanning slowly relaxed his body.

After pressing for more than a minute, Quan Yu let go of his hand: "Are you feeling better?"

Cui Sanning moved his neck: "Well, thank you."

Quan Yu bent down to help her get the high heels she had kicked aside. Only then did Cui Sanning remember that she had just taken off her shoes because of her foot pain.

He quickly said embarrassedly: "I'll do it myself."

Quan Yu didn't say anything, just handed her the shoes.

Cui Sanning was sitting on a chair and bent over to put on her shoes. After putting them on, she tried to get off the chair, but when she moved, she couldn't help but let out a hiss, her back hurt.

She felt too embarrassed and didn't dare to look up at Quan Yu, but the next second she was lifted off the chair by someone's hands. Afraid that she would lose her balance, his hand still held her arm firmly.

Lowering his eyes and seeing her red ears, Quan Yu raised the corners of his mouth and his eyes were full of doting and affection.

A thin and weak hand gently rested on his arm. With his strength, Cui Sanning moved his waist, and then let go of his hand when it was no longer so sore.

Seeing her embarrassment, Quan Yu changed the topic, looked at the paintings on the table and asked, "What were you doing just now?"

Cui Sanning's eyes fell on the painting: "Putting the broken parts back together, not much was done."

"It's okay, take your time, I'm not in a hurry."

Quan Yu looked at her: "Eat first, and then do it afterward."

"Okay." The two of them walked out of the room, but Quan Yu was always half a step behind her.

At the dining table, Jiang Xiannan looked up and saw the two of them coming down together. She greeted, "Sister Sang Ning, come quickly. My uncle cooked today's meal!"

When Cui Sanning heard this, he looked sideways at Quan Yu, surprise flashing in his eyes.

Quan Yu explained: "What I learned during my years as a soldier, I didn't do much when I came back."

At first, it was to satisfy my own taste, but later I took care of the recruits Danzi, who was eighteen or nineteen years old, for several years, and occasionally cooked meals for them to improve their food.

Cui Sanning smiled and said: "Then I have to taste it."

While eating, Jiang Xiannan swallowed the food in his mouth and held up the bowl: "I can still eat another bowl."

"My grandpa has never eaten the food cooked by my uncle. I have to show it off to him when I return to the old house."

Aunt Zhang took the bowl and said with a smile: "Except for this time, your mother is the only one who has eaten the food cooked by your husband."

Quan Yu took the bowl in front of Cui Sanning, filled her with a portion of soup, and put it back: "It's a bit hot."

"Thank you, uncle." Cui Sanning looked at him.

After listening to Aunt Zhang's words, I understood in my heart. It seemed that he and his sister had a good relationship.

Jiang Xiannan looked at Quan Yu eagerly: "Uncle, can you do this more often in the future?"

Cui Sanning drank the soup with a smile. How could he have so much time?

Unexpectedly, the man gave a deep hum. Not only Cui Sanning, but also Jiang Xiannan was stunned, so she just said it casually.

Quan Yu used serving chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Jiang Xiannan, and then picked up some for Cui Sangning.

Jiang Xiannan was flattered. Why was her uncle a little weird taking care of her like this tonight? So scared.