I just want salted fish after giving scum gong happy

On the evening of New Year's Eve, the clouds are about to get drunk, the sky is blood red, and the water in the kitchen is gurgling.

Yi Cheng lowered the heat a bit, lifted the lid of the pot and began to place the dumplings. After the dumplings were cooked, carefully scooped them into a bowl with a colander.

When Sheng Xinglan woke up from the bed in a daze, the mobile phone next to his pillow was ringing non-stop. In a daze, he pressed the green button to answer, and a gentle female voice came from the phone.

"Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

Sheng Xinglan's brows were tightly furrowed, and after squinting to see clearly the note on the call, her temples immediately felt a sharp pain, "Mom?"

"It's me, have you had dinner yet?"

"not yet."

Mrs. Sheng was overjoyed, "Then do you want to come to the old house..."

"No."

"Why?" Mrs. Sheng was surprised.

Sheng Xinglan looked at the sky outside the window, without explaining, "This year, you should eat with grandma first."

Mrs. Sheng was silent for a moment, and asked, "Is it because of Chengcheng?"

The last time I invited Yi Cheng to the old house to attend the birthday party, it was a good intention, but the old lady drove him to the side hall without saying a word. people doubt.

Sheng Xinglan did not deny it.

"One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. Since grandma doesn't want to see Yi Cheng, I won't bring anyone around here again. This New Year's Eve, you and father will accompany grandma."

Mrs. Sheng couldn't laugh or cry, and felt a little bit difficult afterwards, "But, if you don't go back to the old house on New Year's Eve this year, your grandma should be angry."

The mother-in-law cares more about her son, and Mrs. Sheng knows it very well.

"Let's do this." Sheng Xinglan thought for a while and said, "Give the phone to grandma, and I'll talk to her."

"No, no, no." Mrs. Sheng quickly refused. The old lady's temper has improved recently, and her son's temperament has also changed a lot. If the two really bump into each other, I don't know what will happen.

"Since you don't want to come, I won't force you. You and Chengcheng will have a good year at home this year. I'll take care of it with your grandma."

Sheng Xinglan frowned, feeling a little worried. Speaking of which, Mrs. Sheng didn't like many people, including his parents. "Is it okay? Will it be difficult?"

Mrs. Sheng was stunned for a long time by such concerned words, and the tip of her nose felt sour when she came back to her senses.

"How can it be difficult, and your father is here."

Thinking of her father, Sheng Xinglan took some time off. Hearing the voice of a young man shouting from outside the door, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "Then I'll hang up first. I wish you, my father, and grandma a happy new year and good health."

"Okay." Madam Sheng tried her best not to sound so hoarse, "You also want to be happy with Chengcheng, and be careful not to make people angry."

Sheng Xinglan's ears turned red, since when did he make Yi Cheng angry.

Hanging up the phone, Mrs. Sheng didn't come back to her senses for a long time, her eyes were sour and joyful, "Happy New Year, good health", these eight words are obviously very simple and common, but in the past ten years, she has never heard a sentence .

Now, finally heard.

Mrs. Sheng wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. This year's New Year's Eve may not be so peaceful.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the servant brought the hot dumplings to the table one by one. The old lady sitting in the main seat closed her eyes slightly, rubbing the beads in her hand, and the dumplings in the bowl did not move.

Mrs. Sheng had expected it a long time ago, but she still couldn't help sighing in her heart. She stopped the chopsticks with Sheng Yuyan, looked at the old lady's expression, and said cautiously, "Mom, why don't you eat?"

Mrs. Sheng's voice was cold, "Ask knowingly."

Hearing this, Mrs. Sheng pulled her lower lip lightly, exchanged glances with Sheng Yuyan who was beside her, and said, "Well, Mom, this year's New Year's Eve, Xiao Lan won't come back to eat."

"I know." Mrs. Sheng said, looking over with cloudy eyes, her voice didn't fluctuate, "It's because I'm with that little star, right?"

Madam Sheng lowered her gaze, which was her default.

Old Madam Sheng snorted coldly, and threw the beads on the table, "I knew it, it's not a good thing to marry an actor!"

Sheng Yuyan couldn't help but said: "Mom, you were the one who proposed the joy at the beginning."

"So what? If it weren't for his horoscope matching with your grandson, do you think I would like him?"

Madam Sheng's eyelids twitched, "Mom..."

"Okay!" Mrs. Sheng was so irritable that she stood up from the chair, looked at her daughter-in-law displeased and said, "If you want to speak for him, then shut up as soon as possible, I don't want to hear it."

Seeing his wife being bullied, Sheng Yuyan wasn't happy anymore. After standing up, he said coldly, "Mom, don't discriminate between right and wrong because of your anger."

"I don't know right from wrong? Sheng and Yan, let's see what your good wife has done."

"Of course I know what my wife is doing." Sheng Yuyan was not timid at all, "I just want to ask my mother why Xinglan didn't come back for dinner this New Year's Eve, don't you really know?"

Madam Sheng's complexion changed slightly.

Why the grandson didn't go home for dinner, she could naturally guess how much. At the birthday party, the grandson was about to leave early. At that time, she was angry, so she didn't pay much attention to it. Now that she thinks about it, she really underestimated that Yi Cheng.

This made the grandson muddy.

"It seems that you know about it." Sheng Yuyan said lightly: "There is a wronged person and a debtor, who should be angry with, do you understand?"

The son's cold taunt was like a slap in the face, and he slapped her hard on the face. For a moment, Mrs. Sheng's face turned blue and red, and now she was so angry that she didn't want to eat. She didn't say a word, and left trembling. After leaving the dinner table, I didn't even take the favorite beads on the table.

Seeing this, Mrs. Sheng immediately winked at the servant next to her. The night was thick and the old lady was angry again, so she might not be able to see the way clearly.

After the people left completely, Sheng Yuyan became angry, "Our mother is biased. If Sheng Yuchun was sitting here today, she would never say that. It was her idea to make a happy event, but the grandson suddenly Wake up, just want to cross the river and tear down the bridge and deny people, how can it be so easy?"

Sheng Yuyan was treated differently by his mother since he was a child, and he has long been angry in his heart. If his wife hadn't been persuading him to endure it all day long, he wouldn't have sat here honestly and suffered the anger.

Fortunately, his son and daughter-in-law moved out.

Otherwise, maybe the old lady's next target of anger would be Yi Cheng.

Mrs. Sheng didn't speak, but just pressed her forehead with a headache. Seeing this, Sheng and Yan hurriedly leaned over, worried: "What's the matter, do you have a headache from being angry?"

"I'm a little angry, but I don't have a headache." She lightly pressed Sheng Yuyan's hand on her forehead, and asked, "Are you still eating dinner?"

"What to eat, I'm full of gas."

Mrs. Sheng laughed and said, "What age are you, why are you still acting like a child? Why are you so angry with her?"

"It's not that I'm angry with her. It's obviously that she did something wrong. You didn't say anything just now, but she got angry at you. Who can bear it?"

"Okay, okay, if you can't bear it, you can't bear it." Mrs. Sheng coaxed him like a child, "Then why make it difficult for dinner, I personally chose these dumplings in the supermarket."

"...Why don't you pack it yourself?"

"I do not know."

Sheng and Banquet: "..."

This year's New Year's Eve is not destined to be peaceful, conflicts broke out in the old house, but Yi Cheng and Sheng Xinglan spent a fairly peaceful and warm New Year's Eve.

The Spring Festival Gala was playing on the TV, and the lively and cheerful background music echoed in the living room. On the sofa, Sheng Xinglan looked for a station with the remote control, looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but turn his attention to the kitchen.

"Why did you make dumplings again?" After holding back for a long time, I still couldn't help asking.

Yi Cheng didn't raise his head, "Tomorrow morning."

Hearing that, Sheng Xinglan couldn't watch the show anymore.

Tomorrow morning, the personality in the body must not be him. Sheng Xinglan put down the remote control, walked to the door of the kitchen, looked at the dumpling stuffing in the bowl, and frowned, "Why is it leek stuffing?"

"There are some leeks left at home, if you don't eat them, it will be wasted." Yi Cheng said, looking at him, "What's wrong?"

"I have a bad stomach, and I don't want to eat dumplings stuffed with leeks."

No spicy food all day long, and have a bad stomach?

Yi Cheng looked at the incident in front of him, the corners of his eyes twitched, he must have owed this person in his previous life, otherwise why would he love to make trouble for him so much.

"Then will you show up tomorrow morning?" He asked casually.

This Sheng Xinglan couldn't guarantee it. According to the normal situation, it should be the protagonist who wakes up tomorrow morning, but he refused to admit it, "Yes."

"Then what kind of stuffing do you want to eat?" Yi Cheng looked at him with a good temper.

Sheng Xinglan felt guilty when he was watched, and looked away: "Don't eat leeks and cabbage, other things are optional."

Yi Cheng hummed, got up and took down the sea bowl on the table and cabinet, "There's some beef stuffing here." He looked at the man, "Can you make dumplings?"

Naturally, Sheng Xinglan couldn't.

But at this moment, he somehow didn't want to be underestimated by the people in front of him.

"I've never eaten pork, and I've seen pigs running." Sheng Xinglan turned on the tap and washed his hands quickly, then sat on the stool calmly, "I'm pretty smart, just teach me a little bit."

"..." I've seen thick-skinned people, but I've never seen such thick-skinned ones. After all, it's not like being taught.

He kept complaining in his heart, but Yi Cheng still handed him a dumpling wrapper on the face, asking him to follow suit.

Speaking of which, he has been teaching the person in front of him how to make dumplings for a long time, and the master has learned all afternoon, but the result is still terrible, and finally Yi Cheng rushed to roll the dumpling wrappers.

Now, the steps of Yi Cheng's teaching have not changed, but they are not as full of expectations as before.

So when Sheng Xinglan handed a chubby, beautifully shaped dumpling to his eyes, Yi Cheng almost thought he was dazzled and misread.

He subconsciously looked at the dumplings he made on the curtain.

Not one less.

"Did you really pack this yourself?"

"It's true." Sheng Xinglan raised her chin proudly, like a proud peacock.

Yi Cheng was a little unbelievable.

Obviously, the two personalities are the same person, so how can there be such a big difference in learning ability.

"Beep beep." The voice of the text message suddenly sounded.

Yi Cheng and Sheng Xinglan followed the source of the sound at the same time and looked at the lit phone on the table.

【Zhao Zhao: Brother, Happy New Year~! 】

Sheng Xinglan looked at the name that he was not familiar with at all, his brows were furrowed, "Who is Zhao Zhao?!"

Yi Cheng was stunned by his questioning tone, took the mobile phone on the table, and said, "My brother."

Sheng Xinglan also realized that she was a bit of a soldier.Zhao Zhao's remark was too intimate, and since he had never heard of this person from Yi Cheng's side, Sheng Xinglan was afraid that he would be the next "Cheng Lingyue".

Seeing Yi Cheng replying to Ji Zhao with his mobile phone, Sheng Xinglan was not in the mood to stay in the dumpling any longer. He put the dumpling wrapper on the cutting board and left the kitchen.

Yi Cheng looked at the lonely beef dumpling on the curtain and sighed slightly.It's really a child's heart, why doesn't it even have 3 minutes of heat.

It's a pity, the package is so good.

"You seem to care about Yi Cheng."

After walking out of the kitchen, Sheng Xinglan's body froze when a voice appeared out of nowhere.Before he could deny it, he realized that the voice did not come from anywhere else, but from his——mind.

Or in other words, this body.

Master personality? !

This idea quickly formed in his mind, Sheng Xinglan looked back at Yi Cheng in surprise, with a calm expression, as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Are you the main character?" He asked in his heart.

"Bang, bang, bang."

——In addition to the heartbeat, there is a long silence.

no answer.

Sheng Xinglan firmly believed that he had heard correctly just now, so he couldn't help asking again, but time passed slowly, and he still didn't get the answer in his heart.

He walked to the sofa and sat down, watching the turned off TV, the black screen clearly reflected that familiar face, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, cold and arrogant.

【You seem to care about Yi Cheng very much. 】

Yes, Sheng Xinglan cared about Yi Cheng.

He never concealed or denied this point, but it was just a simple "possession" and "protection" for "property", nothing else.

If it is really mixed with other things, then...it is also a matter of the master's personality. If it wasn't for that guy who was first moved, how could it affect him?

And there is another point, which is annoying and hateful.

The person who received the certificate on the day was not him, but the master personality.

The author has something to say: full of sour taste~

It must be Lan Lan who was tempted first, but now she just refuses to admit it.

When editing the article, I accidentally clicked to publish orz. I will adjust the update time tomorrow. I originally planned to post this chapter tonight_(:з」∠)_