Catch only learn God to fall in love

The two of them hadn't chatted for a few minutes before Yi Tingnan was called by his mother to help.

"Then I'm busy, remember to miss me~" Yi Tingnan lowered the decibel, looking sneaky about dating behind his parents' back and daring not to be known.

"Well, let's go."

After hanging up the video call, Yi Tingnan took out the mobile phone charger and put it on the bedside to charge it, and went to help.

"Xiao Bo, do you want to eat hot pot tonight?" Grandma asked as she came out of the kitchen.

Cheng Sibo just came out of the room, and rejected the idea without saying a word, "Ordinary food is fine, grandma."

He knew that the two elders never liked to eat the food of these young people, but in order to cater to the tastes of the two who were about to arrive, he thought of eating hot pot. He would not let his grandma and grandpa wrong him because of them.

"But your parents haven't been back to China for a long time, and they must also miss Chinese food." Grandma still hesitated.

Cheng Sibo chuckled, "The food you cook is worth any delicacy."

Grandma smiled embarrassedly, patted his face, and said, "Oh, my good grandson praised me."

"Didn't I praise you before?" Cheng Sibo looked thoughtful, as if he really wanted to reflect on himself.

Grandma sat next to him and blamed: "Before, you asked your classmates to try it. Every time I cook a new dish, you Gongsun feels like you are about to eat a landmine."

Cheng Sibo expressed his helplessness. He really can't be blamed for this. Every time grandma's new products are getting more and more biased, he and grandpa's tastes are completely deviated from the earth. Only that guy Yi Tingnan can cater to him with a smile on his face. I ate them all.

In the afternoon, watch TV, take a nap and review for a while, and it's almost over.

At dinner, Cheng's father and Cheng's mother hadn't landed yet, and the old man's body couldn't wait for them to come back to eat, so grandma prepared food for them, and it wouldn't be too late to cook them after landing.

"Xiao Bo, where are you going?"

After dinner, they sat in the living room for a while, Cheng Sibo was fiddling with his mobile phone, and suddenly went to the room to get a coat and put it on, grandma was puzzled.

"They're about to land, I'll pick them up." Cheng Sibo said that he had already put on his coat and was changing shoes at the entrance.

Grandma smiled when she heard the words, "Okay, be careful on the road."

She was very pleased with Cheng Sibo's point. She thought that the relationship would fade after not seeing each other for more than two years. His parents said not to pick him up at the airport, but he chose to go anyway. This is enough to show that he still misses his parents very much. of.

Originally, Cheng Sibo's bland attitude made her very worried, but it seemed that her worry was unnecessary.

"Old woman, what are you laughing at?" Grandpa took advantage of the advertisement time and wanted to go to the bathroom, but as soon as he got up, he caught a glimpse of the smiling person sitting next to him out of the corner of his eye.

Grandma played charades, "Happy, I'm just happy."

When Cheng Sibo took a taxi there, they just got off the plane and were about to pick up their luggage.

When he was in the car, he was a little nervous, maybe as Yi Tingnan said, it's not really that indifferent.

He leaned against the railing and waited for them to come out. Although there was no emotion on his face, the sense of anticipation in his heart increased a little compared to when he was in the car.

"Huh? Sibo?" Only a dozen meters away from him, a gentle voice sounded behind him.

One is nearly 170 tall, wearing a light blue dress, outlining soft lines, refreshing hair length only to the collarbone, the hair on the left is hooked behind the ear, a pair of big dark eyes, with a smile and a little surprise , Elegant and demure surrounding her, appearing dignified and generous.

Next to the woman, there is a man who is about 190 years old, with a high nose, thin lips, a round face but a strong figure, dark brown hair combed back with wax, and a steady look in his deep eyes. And capable, if his face is compared with Cheng Sibo's, it's a big and small version.

When Cheng Sibo heard the familiar long-lost voice, he turned his head, and two familiar figures were already standing in front of him.

Pursing her mouth, the emotions in her eyes have gone through thousands of emotions, and finally a hoarse voice uttered two sounds, "Dad, Mom."

"Grow up a lot." Father Cheng patted his arm in broken Chinese. Although Cheng Sibo was a few centimeters shorter than him, his aura would not lose to him at all.

"Sibo, didn't mom say you don't need to pick up the plane? Why did you come here on purpose?" Mother Cheng asked softly, holding his arm.

Cheng Sibo helped carry the suitcase, and said as he walked, "After all, it's a new place, so I don't need to waste time looking for it when I come to pick you up."

"Have you had dinner yet?" Mother Cheng asked.

"Well, I've eaten." Cheng Sibo nodded, his tone was neither cold nor indifferent, he caught a glimpse of his mother's thin dress from the corner of his eye, "Why are you wearing so little? Didn't you bring a coat?"

Cheng's mother chuckled, and still said softly: "Your father is holding the coat. It was a little hot on the plane, so I took it off."

As he said that, he gathered his clothes and took this time to take a closer look at the child. He would indeed miss a lot of things in more than two years. The last time he saw Mingming was about the same height as hers, now she needs to look up if she wants to meet the child's gaze. , the eye sockets were a little moist, and he pulled out a smile.

"Sibo, are you tired from studying?"

"It's okay." Cheng Sibo hailed a taxi, carried his luggage into the rear compartment, sat in the front seat by himself, and left the back seat for his parents.

When Cheng Sibo got into the car, he kept looking out of the window without saying a word. Father Cheng and mother Cheng looked at each other in the back seat, each with their own worries along the way, and they didn't feel relieved until they got home.

Grandpa and grandma didn't blame them tonight for not coming back for more than two years, they greeted them as usual.

"Dad, Mom." Cheng's father and Cheng's mother shouted at the same time as soon as they entered the door.

"Well, come in quickly, it's cold outside." Grandma's eyes were a little red, as if she had just cried, but she was afraid of being seen, so she kept her head down and kept busy with her work.

"Mom and Dad, here are the supplements for you." Mother Cheng took a few bags of high-end gifts from the suitcase and put them on the coffee table.

Grandma nodded, "If you are interested, you go to eat first, don't be cold."

"Xiao Bo, come quickly, I don't know how to use the massager given by this little classmate?" This is the courier Cheng Sibo received just after he left the house. It is specially for knee conditioning, and it looks like it cost a lot of money.

"Massage?" Cheng Sibo walked over in confusion. There was still a note inside, but the handwriting was not Yi Tingnan's. It was probably written by the staff.

"That's right, it was delivered just after you left the house. It seems that you just bought it today." Grandpa flipped through the instruction manual inside.

Cheng Sibo understood now. He probably saw him buying gifts for his grandparents this morning. This guy also wanted to return a gift, so he bought the massager directly.

"Little classmate?" Mother Cheng heard this conversation just as she took out the bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen.

Grandma put the gift on the side of the wine cabinet and said, "Oh, it's Xiaobo's deskmate in the new school, a very cute child."

"Oh~" Mama Cheng didn't say anything more. It's hard for her to say that she can't let others spend the time she missed, and it's even harder for her to judge other people's feelings.

"Let me see." Cheng Sibo sat beside his grandfather and fiddled.

"Mom, your cooking skills are getting better and better." Cheng's mother just took a bite, and the soreness in her heart slowly surfaced, and her jaw couldn't help shaking because of the choking.

Grandma sighed when she heard the words, glanced at the two grandsons who were tinkering with the massager in the living room, and finally sat opposite to her daughter, "Just as long as you like to eat."

Mother Cheng nodded with tears in her eyes.

Father Cheng glanced at her, with complicated emotions spreading in his eyes, and sighed silently.

"In the past two years, you have all lost weight." Grandma looked at them carefully, her face full of distress.

Mother Cheng shook her head, she didn't care about it at all, "Are you and Dad okay? How are you?"

Occasional phone calls can't ask anything, but now I look at the two elders carefully, time flies, the sideburns of their hair and the white hair covered under it are faintly visible.

"Very good." Grandma nodded and urged them again: "Eat more, if it's not enough, I'll do it again."

"Enough."

It only took about ten minutes for a meal. Grandma planned to wash the dishes, but was rejected by Cheng's mother. When she was holding two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks and was about to go into the kitchen to wash, Cheng Sibo suddenly walked over from the living room and went straight to the kitchen. Take the bowl and leave a sentence: "Let me wash it."

Cheng's mother was stunned, she stood there and saw that Cheng Sibo was already washing dishes by the sink, "Mom, Sibo, when did you learn how to wash dishes?"

In her perception, no boy would be willing to do these housework. Apart from studying every day, he only thinks about having fun. This is what she thinks a boy's life is.

Although they came back occasionally for a few days during Cheng Sibo's junior high school, it was completely unexpected that he would do housework.

Grandma suddenly showed an unknown smile, and said slowly: "In the fourth grade of elementary school, I accidentally cut my hand, and he started to learn how to wash dishes."

Mother Cheng seemed to have heard something unbelievable, she suddenly turned her head to look at her mother, and was stunned, "Fourth grade?"

Father Cheng also looked at Cheng Sibo's back thoughtfully.

Grandma didn't want to mention or think about heavy topics, so she invited them to the living room to watch TV in order not to put pressure on Cheng Sibo.

When it was almost ten o'clock, Cheng Sibo took the time to go back to his room and called Yi Tingnan while they were taking a shower and packing their clothes.

"Hello? Object." A cheerful voice came from the phone, dispelling Cheng Sibo's originally suppressed emotions.

"has not rested yet?"

Yi Tingnan slipped into the quilt, "How could it be so early, and I haven't had a good night call with you yet."

Listening to the other party's voice, the whole body and mind relaxed, and he chuckled: "Are you tired today?"

"If you're not tired, just help grandma plant the fields and accompany grandpa to play chess outside." Yi Tingnan turned over and lay on the bed, his tone became a little bit

Carefully, "Uncle and aunt, are you here?"

"Yes." Cheng Sibo replied looking at the night scene outside the balcony.

Yi Tingnan sat up abruptly, "Then why did you call me? You need to spend more time with your uncles and aunts, and chat more."

"I heard that a certain guy secretly bought a massager?" Cheng Sibo joked.

Yi Tingnan rubbed his nose. He bought this matter without first saying hello to him. After thinking about it, he felt that it was a little inappropriate, but people are interested in surprises, and it's gone when they say it.