Come home, Xiong Ahu

Jian Chengzhe poked an extra poached egg in the bowl with his chopsticks, his heart was full of tears.

"Well, the taste is good, but the egg yolk is a bit leaky, and the fried side is a bit burnt." Xiong Ahu commented.

"You can just say that it's not cooked well..." Jian Chengzhe glanced at Xiong Ahu, and pursed his mouth.

"Is it because you're not used to the new pot?" Xiong Ahu looked at Jian Chengzhe with a smile.

"Well, you're smart." Jian Chengzhe said happily.

"When you first arrived in the village and moved to live with me, the fried eggs looked like this," Xiong Ahu recalled.

Jian Chengzhe also recalled that period of life, and curled the corners of his mouth, "That was the first time I lived in such a house, and it was the first time I knew that I could burn the kang along with cooking."

"I knew it just by looking at your outfit at the time." Xiong Ahu grinned, and couldn't help laughing when he thought of Jian Chengzhe's appearance when he first arrived in the village. Now thinking about it, it seems that it was a long time ago.

"Is he very handsome? I've never seen such a handsome young man?" Jian Chengzhe raised his eyebrows at Xiong Ahu with his eyes bent.

"That's right, it's really rare to see it at first sight." Xiong Ahu followed Jian Chengzhe's words.

"So you can't wait to take me home, right?" Jian Chengzhe winked at Xiong Ahu.

"No, I'm afraid I'll be snatched away if I'm too late." Xiong Ahu smiled naively.

"No, you're the only one who is so stupid. You didn't know each other when you first arrived in the village, so you let me move in. Fortunately, I am kind-hearted. What if I meet a bad guy?" Jian Chengzhe said in frustration.

"How can it be? I don't have anything valuable with me. Even if there is someone who is uneasy and kind, there is nothing for him to take." Xiong Ahu smiled.

"I've already taken the most valuable one." Jian Chengzhe raised his chin proudly.

Xiong Ahu showed a dazed expression.

Jian Chengzhe pretended to be mysterious, "I won't tell you."

"Does Ah Zhe want to say that I am the most valuable?" Xiong Ahu's eyes were full of tenderness.

Jian Chengzhe blushed upon hearing this, "You're quite thick-skinned."

"Then what do you think?" Xiong Ahu still looked at Jian Chengzhe with a smile.

"Are you finished? I'm going to wash the dishes." Jian Chengzhe ate the last bite of noodles and stood up from the chair.

"Well, eat it, let me wash it there." Xiong Ahu said with a smile.

Jian Chengzhe held a noodle bowl in one hand, turned around and went to the kitchen.

"Baby, look, you, Age, are really shy." Xiong Ahu said with a smile to his son.

Child Xiong Ruisheng naturally didn't understand what Xiong Ahu was talking about. He only knew that the two fathers had finished the delicious meal, but he had nothing to eat.

Looking at his son's pitiful eyes, Xiong Ahu smiled dotingly, "Don't worry, Dad will make milk for you." After speaking, he carried little Xiong Ruisheng to the living room, put him on the ground and let him play by himself Son, take the bottle and powdered milk and go to the kitchen.

"Let me wash the dishes, you make milk powder for Xiaoba." Xiong Ahu said as soon as he entered the kitchen.

"There are only two bowls, they are quick to wash, you can make milk powder." Jian Chengzhe has already prepared dish soap and is rinsing with clean water.

Xiong Ahu nodded, and touched the water temperature of the kettle.

"It's a little hot, I'll lay an egg for him." Xiong Ahu put the milk powder bottle away, took out an egg from the cupboard, and poured boiling water into the pot.

"En." Jian Chengzhe nodded, "By the way, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, let's call parents and Xiao Wu."

"Okay, I haven't talked to my parents on the phone for more than a week." Xiong Ahu said while firing.

"Miss our parents?" Jian Chengzhe finished washing the dishes, then stood by and watched Xiong Ahu lying on the eggs.

"Well, kind of. I didn't even know that tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, otherwise we could buy some mooncakes and send them." Xiong Ahu said regretfully.

"The money to buy mooncakes is only a fraction of the shipping fee." Jian Chengzhe said with a smile, "If they want to eat, they will go to the local Chinatown to buy them, so don't worry."

"Does every country have a Chinatown?" Xiong Ahu asked curiously as he cracked eggs into the pot.

"That's not clear, but there must be people from our country."

"What mooncake do you want to eat tomorrow, shall I go out and bring it back in the morning?" Xiong Ahu focused on the eggs in the pot.

"Let's go together tomorrow morning, I want to eat apricot biscuits from Daoxiang Village." Jian Chengzhe thought for a while and said.

"Okay, what kind of filling do you like for mooncakes?" The egg was almost ripe, and Xiong Ahu hurriedly scooped it out with a spoon.

"Well... Shuanghuang lotus seed paste, rose bean paste, and Wurener's."

"Okay, then let's buy these three fillings." Xiong Ahu nodded in agreement, "Let's go, feed Ruisheng some eggs."

"En." Jian Chengzhe followed behind Xiong Ahu.

Fortunately, the two of them came out in time, and the little guy was getting impatient with waiting, with a stinky face and a raised mouth.

"Look at your little mouth, it can hang oil bottles." Jian Chengzhe sat on the ground and scraped the little guy's pouty mouth.

"Fanfan~" the kid Xiong Ruisheng complained with aggrieved eyes.

"Come on, it's time to eat balls." Xiong Ahu took a spoon to form a piece of egg white, and blew it to cool before placing it in the little guy's mouth.

Although the taste was not as delicious as what the two fathers ate just now, the little guy was indeed hungry, so he opened his mouth and ate the protein.

"It doesn't look like enough. Shall I go make him some noodles?" Jian Chengzhe looked at Xiong Ahu inquiringly.

"En, okay, just a little salt and two vegetable leaves." Xiong Ahu told Jian Chengzhe, fearing that Jian Chengzhe would be troublesome if he put too much ingredients, and the little guy couldn't finish it.

"Understood, Papa Xiong." Jian Chengzhe pinched Xiong Ahu's face, stood up and went to the kitchen.

Jian Chengzhe lived happily as a family of three at Xiong Ahu's side, completely unaware that there was someone standing outside his house and ringing the doorbell at the small bungalow.

Lian Yu looked at the quiet house in the courtyard without any lights, his eyes were gloomy, the gift box in his hand seemed to be worth a thousand gold, and the chow lion red was as usual, quietly Stand by the master's side.Lian Yu looked down at it, but Lian Yu was a little annoyed by standing still which made him feel at ease in the past.

"It seems that the master is not here." Lian Yu murmured.

"Wow... woof!" Hong Hong yelled as if responding to Lian Yu's words.

"Everyone is gone, so what should I insist on?" Lian Yu smiled self-deprecatingly, holding the gift box in one hand and the rope connected to the red collar in the other, and turned back to the next door without hearing anyone's voice. Home.

Under the dark sky, the cobblestone path with no street lights yet, the four gold-plated characters of "Flowers Bloom Wealth" on the gift box looked extraordinarily lonely.

And in Barcelona, ​​France, in a classically decorated Chinese restaurant, Feng Yuanzhi stood in front of the window, holding a small teacup in one hand, looking out the window and wondering what he was thinking.

"Xiaoyuan." Wang Qingyue stood not far behind Feng Yuanzhi, watching his back standing in front of the window and shouted.

"Mom." Feng Yuanzhi turned around and looked at the charming woman behind him.

"Why are you standing by the window? It's just after noon. It's so hot." Wang Qingyue walked up to Feng Yuanzhi with a face full of love, "Want some mooncakes? Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and my mother made special mooncakes." .”

"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Feng Yuanzhi was surprised, then smiled slightly, "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival again."

"What's the matter, child? Mom sees that you are absent-minded." Wang Qingyue reached out her hand to touch the broken hair that fell down on Feng Yuan's forehead, and asked with some concern.

Feng Yuanzhi frowned, "It's nothing, Mom, don't worry about me."

"Why don't you worry about you, my son, who is so good, gave up a good job in China for his mother. My mother is happy to see my precious son again, but my Xiaoyuan doesn't look happy." As Wang Qingyue spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

Feng Yuanzhi sighed, let Wang Qingyue lean into his arms, and comforted him, "Mom, I'm not all for you, I don't like that job either."

"Then what made you unhappy?" Wang Qingyue looked at Feng Yuanzhi and asked.

"I'm not unhappy." Feng Yuanzhi shook his head and laughed, "Being able to live with my mother is a dream I've wanted to realize since I was a child."

"Although you have been separated for so long, your child was born in your mother's womb. Could it be that mother still can't tell whether you are happy or sad?" Wang Qingyue gave Feng Yuan a reproachful look.

"Mom, I'm really fine. You should hurry up and make more mooncakes. Uncle Frank will be here later." Feng Yuanzhi held Wang Qingyue's shoulders and made her turn around.

"You child." Wang Qingyue glared at Feng Yuanzhi with resentment, but the blush on Feng Yuanzhi's cheeks when he mentioned Frank did not escape Feng Yuanzhi's eyes.

Feng Yuanzhi looked at his mother with radiant eyes, smiled reassuringly, and was sincerely happy that she could find happiness.

Wang Qingyue left, Feng Yuanzhi turned around and looked out of the window, as if he was looking at the scenery outside the window, but his eyes were far away, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his handsome face, as if he was recalling something that made him happy .

"Yuanzhi, tomorrow is the Mooncake Festival." Jian Chengzhe, who was as big as a small bean, looked at Feng Yuanzhi, with anticipation on his pretty face.

"Hmm." Feng Yuanzhi nodded seriously as if confirming something solemn.

"Don't you have anything you want to tell me?" The little Jian Chengzhe continued to guide without giving up.

"What?" Feng Yuanzhi blinked his eyes in bewilderment, he lost the sense of maturity that didn't match his age, and showed the innocence and cuteness unique to children.

"You're so stupid, you should ask me, Ah Zhe, what kind of mooncakes do you want to eat on Mooncake Festival?" Jian Chengzhe hated iron and steel, crossing his waist so that no waistline could be seen at all.

"Oh, I will bring it to you tomorrow." Suddenly, Feng Yuanzhi solemnly promised.

"I want to eat Wurener's!" Jian Chengzhe, who was still a kid, didn't know how to be polite at all.

"I don't know if there is such a thing..." Feng Yuanzhi frowned a little bit embarrassed.

"Don't you know how to do it?" Jian Chengzhe asked doubtfully with his eyes wide open.

"I..." Feng Yuanzhi frowned, hesitated for a while, and finally said, "I don't have a mother anymore."

"What?!" Jian Chengzhe showed a shocked expression.

"I, my mother is gone, and I don't know where she went." Feng Yuanzhi lowered his head and his voice was low. He was a little scared, afraid to see Jian Chengzhe's disgusted expression, saying that he was a wild child without a mother .

"Well, well, I'll let my mom make more and bring it to you tomorrow." Unexpectedly, Jian Chengzhe just showed a bit embarrassed expression, and said in a low voice, "Secretly take Xiao Wu Let’s steal the mooncakes…”

Feng Yuanzhi kept every word of Jian Chengzhe true. At this moment, he secretly made up his mind that he wanted to be friends with this amazingly good-looking person, for the rest of his life, and protect him from being bullied by others. .