my heart is safe

"Hey, what are you talking about so enthusiastically?"

Lu Ancheng woke up before anyone called him, brushed his teeth, washed his face, yawned and planned to go downstairs, before he reached the stairs on the second floor, he heard Cheng Qianyang and Bai Yan chatting downstairs.

Bai Yan raised his head and glanced at him, then ran away in a hurry, flashing into the kitchen to look at the refreshments brought back by Lu Mama Cheng Qianyang.

Cheng Qianyang went upstairs in two or three steps, hugged him, and gave him a sip: "I was going to call you upstairs, so I got up by myself?"

"Did you bring something to eat?" Lu Ancheng gently pushed him away, thinking, my mother is still here, you are not afraid of being seen.

Cheng Qianyang said in surprise: "Do you smell it? What kind of nose do you have, baby?"

"Go, can I smell it? You have never come to me empty-handed, I heard my mother messing around in the kitchen." Lu Ancheng yelled at him, "What's delicious?"

Cheng Qianyang smiled: "Didn't you always think about eating at the newly opened 'Lao Guang Ji' in the north of the city? I originally wanted to take you there with your parents today. I packed it and brought it back." As he spoke, he leaned his head towards it: "I don't know how it tastes, I've been in line for a long time, doesn't my heart feel bad?"

"Wait!" Lu Ancheng stretched out his hand and pushed his face back, "What did you just say? Who do you call parents?"

"Your parents." Cheng Qianyang took his hand away from his face, held it in the palm of his hand, gradually grasped his forehead finger, rubbed his soft ring finger, "You and I will go to the United States, and we will get married Bar."

"Huh?" Lu Ancheng thought that Cheng Qianyang was fainting, and covered his head with his hands.Didn't have a fever, could it be that I was still dreaming when I didn't wake up, "Are you all right, why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?"

"Why is it so sudden? I had this plan long ago." Cheng Qianyang refused to let go, "Isn't falling in love just a process of getting acquainted, and after getting acquainted, it's time to get married. We have known each other for more than 20 years, so there is no need You're familiar with me, I've been cohabiting before marriage for a while, I'm very traditional in my bones, if you sleep with me, you have to give me a title!"

The corner of Lu Ancheng's mouth twitched: "Are you serious?"

He poked his head out and glanced towards the kitchen, turned his head and lowered his voice, and asked worriedly: "If you want to marry me, you have to bring me out in front of my parents. What if I am beaten to death?"

As he said that, he glanced at Cheng Qianyang again, and became even more worried: "I have been beaten a lot since I was a child, but you are different. If my dad gets angry, he doesn't care how serious he is and beats you up, what should I do?"

Cheng Qianyang's heart warmed, and his thoughts were full of thoughts. Lu Ancheng cared about him so much, which reminded him of the time when Lu Ancheng rushed out to help him fight those children who bullied him when he was a child. The Luan City overlapped.It's just that at that time, he could only worship Lu Ancheng secretly, as a boy who jumped in line halfway, took the opportunity to build a good relationship with the other party. Now, Lu Ancheng already belongs to him.

Cheng Qianyang coughed secretly, pretending not to know anything, and said to Lu Ancheng in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, I am in good physical condition, if your father hits you, hide behind me, and I will carry it when the time comes."

"How can that be done? I must be the one who carries it!" Lu Ancheng retorted anxiously.

"Whatever you carry, bring me here to eat!" Mama Lu's voice suddenly came from the kitchen door.

Lu Ancheng hastily pushed Cheng Qianyang away, but the two of them stood too tightly, and they still didn't escape Mama Lu's eyes. Mama Lu took a glance and said to Cheng Qianyang as if nothing happened: "Yangyang, that What kind of quicksand bag should be heated in the microwave or steamed again?"

"Steam it again, Mom, it's too hard to eat in the microwave." Cheng Qianyang trotted downstairs while responding, "Let me steam it."

"This kid is really, what do you want, just put it on the steamer." Mother Lu smiled.

Cheng Qianyang grinned: "Then I will watch the fire for you!"

"It's time to take a look. It's still at home. Don't make too much fire. It's not good for two minors to see it later."

"Yes yes yes, you got it right."

Lu Ancheng stood at the stairs on the second floor with a puzzled face, not knowing which song his mother and Cheng Qianyang sang, let alone when Cheng Qianyang called "Mom" so smoothly.

"Ah Cheng! Your brother is doing his homework in the house! Go and call him down for dinner!"

"Oh." Lu Ancheng responded casually, turned around and walked inside.

Bai Yan ran up, "I'll call."

Lu Ancheng joked: "Hey, Young Master Bai, are you planning to live in my house? Are you running here every day?"

Bai Yan walked around in front of him: "Basically, it's probably quite possible that you won't live here in the future. I'll see you more."

Lu Ancheng Yile: "Thank you, you are so considerate, but your Brother Cheng has no plans to move out of this compound yet."

While looking at him, Bai Yan pushed open the door of Lu Niansheng's room, turned his head and said, "That's not necessarily true, if you don't have it, maybe someone else does."

Lu Ancheng looked bewildered, and heard the door of the third child's room being closed with a "bang".

baffling!

What's going on with everyone today?

He scratched his head irritably, and the uncle seemed to go downstairs, stamping the stairs loudly.

"The house was demolished again?"

Cheng Qianyang came out of the kitchen with the help of a plate, a large plate of crystal chicken feet with thick jelly.Lu Ancheng saw it, and put all the unhappiness in his heart to the back of his head: "My God! There are so many!"

He quickly stepped up and smelled it, and the fragrance was tangy.

"Why are there so many? That new store is good enough. Cantonese people eat morning tea in smaller portions, not enough to fit between the teeth." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab one and gnaw on it.

"Don't let it stick, eat it with chopsticks when it's on the table." Cheng Qianyang persuaded with a smile, but he didn't stop him, "I bought too much, and packed it in one piece. I know you think the portion is too small, so I bought more. Several copies."

"This tastes delicious if you eat it with your hands, what kind of chopsticks do you use—" But as soon as Lu Ancheng touched the plate, Lu's mother opened it with one hand.

"Go, the guests are helping, and you, the host, actually ate it first!"

Lu Ancheng stared wide-eyed: "Is he a guest? He has been in and out of our house for more than 20 years, and he is almost half of the old Lu family. How about a guest?"

Cheng Qianyang knew that Lu Ancheng said it casually, but Lu's mother answered with a smile: "I see, he is from our old Lu family, okay? Wash your hands and help. If you don't help, go sit and wait for dinner."

Cheng Qianyang's hand holding the plate trembled, and Mama Lu's words made him feel a little sour.

"An'an..." He called to stop Lu Ancheng.

Lu Ancheng was pinching Mother Lu's shoulder flatteringly, and was about to follow to the restaurant, when Cheng Qianyang called him, he stopped and turned around: "Huh?"

"Do you have any plans for today?"

"No, my store is closed, what arrangements can I make, I'm old at home, right mom!" Lu Ancheng shouted at Lu's mom without thinking too much.

"That's right, go out with me in the afternoon after dinner."

"Where are you going?" Lu Ancheng glanced at him maliciously, and then shouted at Lu's mother, "Mom, Cheng Qianyang is unemployed and wants to take your unemployed son to fool around!"

Mother Lu came over, knocked him on the head with a spoon, and took away the crystal chicken feet in Cheng Qianyang's hand: "I know how to yell nonsense all day long, if Yang Yang wants to take you out, go, don't stay at home and block my eyes. "

"My mother, you don't want to see me so much!" Lu Ancheng felt wronged, kicked Cheng Qianyang angrily, and took all his anger on him.Cheng Qianyang didn't hide, he came over and pinched the back of his neck lightly, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Okay, it's really business, you'll know when you come with me."

……

It was afternoon when the two of them came out of the courtyard, the scorching sun was strong, Lu Ancheng ate too much siu mai and glutinous rice chicken, and clamored for soda to quench his thirst.

Fortunately, the canteen at the entrance of the alley has been open for so many years, so Cheng Qianyang drove over there, intending to buy two bottles of orange juice.

"I want a Coke." Lu Ancheng ticked off the small word "Fu" on Cheng Qianyang's rearview mirror without thinking about it.

"No, you're full of food and still drinking carbonated soda, your stomach won't be able to take it for a while." Cheng Qianyang leaned over and kissed him, coaxing him before getting out of the car. "I'll be back soon, don't let the traffic police post the ticket."

"Go ahead, Momojiji."

The owner of the canteen is an old lady who is lying on a rocking chair and fanning herself. When Cheng Qianyang first saw her, she had just retired, but now she is very old.

On the first day Cheng Qianyang came to Baizhu Compound, his uncle bought him a lot of snacks here, and the first bottle of Arctic Ocean soda that Lu Ancheng invited him to drink was also in this not-so-spacious canteen.

"Mrs. Zhang, I'll take two bottles of juice." Cheng Qianyang whispered beside the rocking chair.

Zhang Po opened her eyes and said pleasantly, "Oh! Isn't this the little grandson of General Cheng?"

Cheng Qianyang smiled and said, "You still recognize me."

Grandma Zhang narrowed her eyes: "It's not wrong, your hair is different from other children, and it's very easy to recognize. Have you been abroad for many years? You just came back recently?"

"It's been a while since I've been back." Cheng Qianyang nodded, "An An wants to drink something, I'll buy it for him."

"Lu Ancheng." Granny Zhang smiled kindly: "You two have had a good relationship since we were young, and he dragged you to my shop all day long to pick on snacks. I didn't expect that after all these years, your relationship is still as good. Okay, Well, young people’s feelings should be like this, especially if you grew up with children like this, many of you will fall apart as you walk, it’s rare!"

Cheng Qianyang said cheerfully: "Isn't that thanks to you? With your store, every time we buy snacks behind our parents' backs, our revolutionary friendship grows stronger."

"Hahaha, don't think that my old lady didn't see it. In fact, that kid Lu Ancheng ate most of the snacks, and he played with the toys. You just stayed with him." Zhang Po said while getting out of the rocking chair. He stood up and brought two bottles of orange juice to Cheng Qianyang.

Cheng Qianyang glanced back and forth at the cabinet full of candies, and asked Granny Zhang: "Grandma Zhang, I remember we ate a kind of candy when we were young. Do you have any more here?"