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Chen Yan actually made a lot of fried rice, and he used up two eggs. Apart from the fried rice on his plate, there was still a little half left in the pot, which was divided between the two.

Before leaving the kitchen, the two couldn't help but scoop it into their mouths.

Fragrant, so fragrant!

Compared to Yang Hui's egg fried rice that didn't even fall apart, Chen Yan's egg fried rice was like a work of art.Each grain is evenly coated with egg liquid, and becomes golden during the stir-fry. The aroma of egg and rice is intertwined, and it explodes into a strong deliciousness in the mouth.

The two of them swallowed the first bite without having time to savor it carefully. In the short walk from the kitchen to the dining table, almost half of the egg fried rice in their bowls went down.

"Son, did you really do this?"

"Yeah." Chen Yan was still very silent, he was not used to talking while eating.And the taste of the fried rice made him frown slightly.

Not his level!

Not even half of his level!

But in front of his eyes, his parents were devouring the food, thinking that it was too delicious.

"Is it really delicious?" Chen Yan slowly finished eating the egg fried rice in the bowl, and slowly finished his own seaweed and egg drop soup, before he asked softly.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious!" Yang Hui nodded vigorously, "When will you be able to cook, son?"

"Sometimes when I'm hungry, I make some myself."

"But you burned your hands when you made poached eggs last time!" Yang Hui said in disbelief.

Chen Yan recalled the memory of this body, "...that was already three years ago."

"Oh oh..." Yang Hui nodded, "I didn't expect you, my son, to practice such a cooking skill secretly, and you didn't even tell mom. Mom is so sad..."

Yang Hui covered her face and pretended to cry.

"..." Chen Yan was silent for a moment, "There is seaweed egg drop soup in the casserole in the kitchen."

Yang Hui immediately got up and jumped out, there were no tears, only a smiling face.

"...The face changed so quickly." Chen Yan was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but look at Chen Dong with a little curiosity on his face.

"Don't think she's my wife... I'm actually quite surprised." Chen Dong faced his younger son staring at him a little embarrassedly, "Women are probably fickle."

In fact, in all fairness, Yang Hui is a very good mother. Although she is not very gentle, she can be regarded as virtuous.Yang Hui's background in a small city is considered good, but after marrying Chen Dong, she did all the cleaning, washing, cleaning and cleaning of the family and three meals a day, and she did not hire a nanny.If his cooking skills were not as good as Chen Yan's, he would be passable, otherwise he would not have raised such a fat son.

Chen Dong waited for a long time but did not see Yang Hui coming out, so he got up and followed to the kitchen.In his imagination, since there was still a casserole, how could Yang Hui have to bring the casserole to the table?But when he went to the kitchen, Yang Hui was drinking soup in a small bowl, and when he looked at the casserole, it was already empty, with only a few egg flowers hanging pitifully by the side of the pot.

"Yang Hui! You are too much!" Chen Dong pointed at Yang Hui and said angrily, "You actually eat alone!"

"I've worked for this family for so many years, and it's a crime for me to drink a bowl of egg drop soup?" Yang Hui snorted.

"I'm not saying it's a sin..." Chen Dong wanted to cry, "Can you leave me a mouthful anyway?"

"... Nun." Yang Hui reluctantly handed over her own bowl, which contained half a bowl of soup, "I gave it to you for my son's sake."

Chen Dong rolled his eyes, took the bowl, and drank it in one gulp. "It's getting cold!"

"How is it cold? Just ask how it tastes to you?" Yang Hui snorted, "I gave it to you, but you still hate it."

"It tastes good, quite fresh. It's just a little lacking." Chen Dong smacked his lips.

The two were discussing egg drop soup in the kitchen. Chen Yan had already packed the dishes and brought them to the kitchen.

"Yanyan go to rest, mom will do it." Yang Hui quickly took the bowl and chopsticks.

"Mom, I'm fine." Chen Yan didn't let go.His life has already started again, it is useless to dwell on the past, he simply feels the new life again.As a junior in the family, washing the dishes is nothing at all.

In the end, Yang Hui's small body still pushed Chen Yan, the fat son, out, and Chen Dong also stood in line with his wife, "Son, let's go and have a chat."

"What are you talking about?"

Chen Yan followed Chen Dong to the living room, and Chen Dong turned on the TV. A TV series was playing, but the father and son were not watching TV now, and Chen Dong was just using the TV to buffer the atmosphere.

"Son, your mother and I are thinking of transferring you to another school, what do you think?"

"Is it easy to transfer schools?" Although the focus of Chen Yan's life revolved around cooking and the kitchen, he also went to school, and he was a good student in a key school.

If I remember correctly, high school is based on grades. Does this world just transfer schools if they want to?

Little fat Chen Yan didn't have any impression of this, and Chen Yan couldn't guess.

"Of course we can transfer schools. Let's transfer to Hebei to go to school." Chen Dong smiled at his son, trying not to burden his son, "Your uncle is also a district chief, so we should rest assured when we transfer to his district. Me and your mother , I hope you are happy, at least like you were when you were a child."

Although Chen Yan was timid and seldom talked when he was a child, he was not as silent as he is now.As Chen Yan grew older, Chen Yan became more and more silent, especially after entering high school, and the eldest son could not come back often, Chen Yan's silence was worrying.

These are all in the eyes of him and his wife.This time the son was in a coma at school, but it frightened the couple. Although the final doctor's diagnosis said that it was caused by excessive weight loss and there was no other problem, the couple didn't know that their son was discriminated against, so they fought hard. I have to lose weight at the end of my life.

"Actually, it's not necessary." Chen Yan thought for a while and felt that there was no difference.Whether it is the previous school or changing schools now, it doesn't make any difference to him, it's just a new environment.

"Son, you don't need to lose weight, your fat father likes it very much." Chen Dong thought for a while, and added, "Your mother and brother also like it very much."

"... If you are too fat, it will be bad for your heart and health. I just want to live a good and healthy life. I will pay attention in the future and don't lose weight too much." Chen Yan said softly after a moment of silence.

With such parents, why don't you raise your son as a pig.

Naturally, I can't go to bed immediately when I'm full.As a senior cooking technician, he is also a health care expert.It was past seven o'clock, and Chen Yan planned to go out for a stroll. Chen Dong took a look, greeted his wife and followed.

The father and son, one in front of the other, started strolling along the path of the community.

Chen Yan took a look at Chen Dong, he was tall, with three-dimensional facial features, he was quite handsome.Yang Hui's appearance and outline are also good, if she takes good care of her, she should be very attractive.As the combination of the husband and wife, this Chen Yan's appearance should also be very good, and this Chen Yan's elder brother, Chen Ge, also has a very good appearance.

In fact, Chen Yan doesn't particularly care about his appearance. He looks very good in the original world, and his pickiness about appearance is usually shown as picky about others.But when he saw in the mirror that facial features were squeezed together by flesh, his heart still trembled.This is also the reason why he wants to lose weight the most besides his health.

Chen Yan, who even pays attention to the color and aroma of cooking, is a straightforward Yangou.At that time, even his disciples were picky and handsome, and he was so picky that rumors spread that he was choosing a bed partner.

Along the way, there are quite a few people walking around.Of course, there were even more people who greeted their father and son.

Chen Yan didn't expect that this little fat man was very popular in the community. He drove Qinxing, and he met a lot of people. You can get a rough idea of ​​what kind of person the other party is, and whether the other party's words are sincere , he, an old fritter who has been in the mall for many years, also knows it well.

But he didn't expect that there are so many people like Chen Yan's appearance and body.This is really amazing.

Probably because Chen Yan's expression was too weird, Chen Dong also became curious, "What's wrong?"

"Dad, I'm so fat, don't they hate me?"

"How could I hate you, Yan Yan is very cute." Chen Dong was puzzled. "Besides, there are many fat people in your school."

"But many people in the school don't like me." Chen Yan recalled, and said sadly.

This little fat man is really pitiful.

The character is soft and timid, taciturn, and the sense of existence is simply low.

As for the coma before, it was because the little fat man got up once in a while, because the heart of spring sprouted.

In the first grade of high school, there is a school belle, the school belle recognized by the whole school, the all-round school belle.Whether it's looking at the body, looking at the face, or looking at the study, it's all one-to-one.

Such a beautiful girl must be the coveted object of everyone. Not only the first grade boys in the whole school have a crush on her, even the senior students are eager to fight her.

Chen Yan is close to the water and has a good reputation. Not only is he in the same class as the school flower, but also has a relationship with the front and back desks.After lurking for a whole semester, I felt that I had gained a pretty good position in the heart of Xiaohua, so I summoned up the courage to confess.

It's a pity that the moment the confession was made, the school girl's best friend came back: You don't even look at yourself, let's talk about losing a hundred catties in a month!