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In the large supermarket outside the community, Jing Chen took her mobile phone to refer to the online gift list and got out of the car to purchase. Yan Chunxi followed her a few steps away, and clicked on the voice message sent by her parents in the family group:

[Lao Yan's big baby: Chun Xi, tell me what Jing Chen likes to eat, so I can prepare a few more dishes. 】

[Lao Yan: Daughter, Dad made your favorite sweet and sour pork loin and shredded taro. Dad will cook for you whatever else you want. 】

[Lao Yan: Girl, girl, where have you been? 】

[Lao Yan: Call the little padded jacket. 】

Yan Little Cotton Jacket Chunxi replied: "Mom and Dad, we just left, don't worry, Jing Chen is going to buy you gifts."

She grew up in a happy family, her parents had little disputes in her impression, her father did not have the problems of most men, and her mother did not like to be jealous and caressing, and she was loyal to each other, setting up the best for Yan Chunxi in every aspect example.

The journey was not far, and it was only noon when we arrived at Yan Chunxi's hometown.The two elders greet young people all the year round, and they have a sense of propriety when they are courteous. They are friendly without being wordy or alienated, and they don't ask Jing Chen to ask questions. They trust their daughter's eyes.

"What do I want to help with?" Jing Chen sat down uncomfortably, and rolled up his sleeves.

"No need, we won't go in and get involved in the two-person world of my parents. They enjoy the time of cooking together." Yan Chunxi pulled her to sit down, and the backstage preparations for the Spring Festival Gala were broadcast on TV.

On the other side of the kitchen, Yan Lihui wore an old pale pink apron, and came out with a small plate and two pairs of chopsticks: "I need a big favor from you guys, let's see how the ribs are fried here?"

Jing Chen looked at Yan Chunxi with a smile, and took a small bite himself. The outer skin was crispy, the inner meat was soft and tender, and it could overflow with delicious gravy. Jing Chen said gently, "It's delicious."

"Daddy's cooking is the best."

"You guys eat this small dish first, there are still a lot in the kitchen. Dad has prepared sixteen dishes this year, and I promise you will have a good time."

Jing Chen was surprised, sixteen dishes for four people, how long will it take to eat.Looking at Yan Lihui's back, she quietly said to Yan Chunxi: "Is your family's New Year's Eve dinner always so rich? This is too much."

Yan Chunxi smiled, and moved the plate to Jing Chen's side: "Usually there are ten dishes, but this year they may have heard that I brought people back, and they made it because they were happy."

She sighed again: "Actually, every time I come back, my parents will show off me severely. I wonder if they can restrain themselves this year."

"Your parents have such a good relationship." Jing Chen said enviously.

Yan Chunxi raised her eyebrows: "Maybe... we can show off too?"

Jing Chen looked at her with deep eyes, half joking and half serious.

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Sixteen plates of delicious dishes were placed on the long table. Feng Yalan and Yan Lihui looked at each other affectionately while holding red wine glasses. Yan Chunxi nudged Jing Chen with her elbow, signaling her to take a quick look.

Jing Chen froze, she had never seen this scene in TV dramas, but Yan Chunxi was used to it.Yan Lihui happily talked about his relationship with Feng Yalan:

The two are college classmates, Feng Yalan is the goddess of the Chinese Department, and she is not good at anything except sports.At that time, pursuers were reserved, and he practiced handwriting hard in order to write a love letter to Feng Yalan, and he hasn't practiced it very well until now.For four years in college, Feng Yalan did not accept anyone's pursuit. Some people who wanted to be fresh had already changed their targets, or spread her obscene words if they couldn't be pursued.Yan Lihui couldn't see it, and got into a fight with several people, and was punished by the school. That was the first time he caught Feng Yalan's attention.

Later, on the eve of graduation, he mustered up the courage to invite someone to the playground and tell his admiration.At that time Feng Yalan said: "Your persistence really touched me, but I don't know if this can be called love. I can accept you, but..."

"Don't be with me because you are moved. You can notice me. I am very satisfied. I hope we are together because we like each other."

Later, they fell in love for a lifetime.

Jing Chen gave up fighting with the shrimp in her hand and stuffed the shells into her mouth. Her hands were clumsy, and it took others two or three to peel one shrimp.Bowing his head again, Yan Chunxi handed over the picked crab meat, put it into a clean plate, and picked up some dishes that were far away with clean chopsticks.

"Who are you chasing whom?" Feng Yalan put down her glass and asked.

Jing Chen raised her eyes and glanced at Yan Chunxi, who seemed to be thinking of words, so she said, "The senior I'm chasing."

"I don't think my daughter is the one who takes the initiative. Jing Chen, her father and I have basically never asked you about your affairs, and I don't ask too much of you. It's just that my daughter was hurt when she was young. I only ask You take good care of her, can you do it?"

Feng Yalan's tone was serious, Yan Lihui was also looking at her, Jing Chen put down his chopsticks, and replied seriously: "I will, don't worry."

Yan Chunxi on the opposite side lowered her head slightly, Jing Chen couldn't see her expression.

-

"Can Nuannuan know how to make dumplings?" Yan Chunxi asked while talking with stuffing.

"I can make dumplings, and I can also roll out the skin." Jing Nuan washed her hands and made dumplings with a few people.

"Your sister won't, will she?"

"She only eats dumplings."

Jing Chen went outside to fetch firewood to heat up her and Yan Chunxi's room.

"Jing Nuan, do you want to go out and play with your classmates for a while? I just saw some of your classmates setting off fireworks outside." She came in and asked.

Jing Nuan pinched the edge of the dumpling and said, "No, they are all in pairs, so I won't join in the fun."

Jing Chen thought for a while, and the children outside were indeed quite intimate.

"Now the children are too precocious. Talk about friends when they are old. Jing Nuan, you are not allowed to imitate them. Your sister is very good at this. She never plays with them. Marrying the right person at the right age is just in my opinion. It's a bit early to get married, 27 or [-] is the best." Chen Juan reminded.

Yan Chunxi glanced at Jing Chen.

Jing Chen felt uneasy. At that time, she was actually... not very good, and she even got into fights.

"Little girls have to study hard. In the future, they will have a good job and a good partner. Those with poor conditions cannot marry. Look at how regretful I am for marrying your father. In the end, he left me behind, and I will support the two of you alone." .”

Jing Nuan endured Jing's mother's nagging, and occasionally responded in a drawn-out voice: "Mom—I understand." But she said in her heart: I don't want to listen to you.

"When did you break up with that person?" Jing Chen added a piece of firewood and asked casually.

"It's been broken a long time ago. That person's character is not good, and people outside have never broken it. They come to our house from time to time to harass."

"I don't want to take care of your business, but when you are looking for someone, can you think about Jing Nuan, if I hadn't told her in advance where girls can and cannot be touched, you have no place to cry when you regret it now."

Jing Chen stood at the door of the kitchen with legs crossed, Yan Chunxi's hand that rolled the skin paused, and Jing Nuan also froze.

"I didn't expect him to be like that, if I knew..."

"There are so many things you didn't expect." Jing Chen interrupted her: "It's not that I can't afford to support you. I've said since the day my father died that I will support you from now on. If you want to find a man, go out, don't Bring someone home."

"Isn't it just this time? You're not finished with this matter, are you?" Chen Juan's voice became louder, her rough hands were shaking, and she was also afraid.

Yan Chunxi pulled down Jing Chen's clothes, told her to stop talking, and patted the place where the flour was rubbed.

Jing Chen turned around to light the fire and stopped talking.

-

Yan Chunxi took the towel to wipe her hands, and went back to Jing Chen's small room. The man was squatting in front of the wooden table and didn't know what he was doing.She quietly hugged him from behind, and asked softly, "What are you doing?"

"I was looking for things from my childhood, and I found a few photo albums, I want you to see them." Jing Chen got up, and pulled her to sit on the edge of the kang.

"It's hot here." Yan Chunxi saw the kang for the first time, and touched it curiously.

Jing Chen smiled, and handed Yan Chunxi the Pikachu hanging on her schoolbag.

Yan Chunxi went on, looked back, and then took a closer look, the place where the open thread had been stitched up: "You sewed it up, you are so virtuous." She stretched out her hand to brush Jing Chen's hair, and moved forward At one point, hug her and look into her deep eyes: "Are you still in a bad mood?"

Jing Chen shook his head and hugged back, took the photo album and spread it on his lap: "Here are some photos of me when I was young, these are my dark history, I will show you all."

"Where is the black history, it's so cute." Yan Chunxi turned the page, pointing at the sullen-faced child.

Not a single photo of this person was taken with a smile on his face, but there were quite a few of them crying, and he was fat and white, and he really wanted to take a bite.

The photos are only up to ten years old, Yan Chunxi flipped through them, but they were all blank.

"Is it gone?" she asked.

"That's all. I don't like to take pictures. When I was a child, my mother forcibly took them away. Every time I was fiddled with, I fell asleep from exhaustion. After Jing Nuan, my father's work was busier than before. My mother's age It's getting bigger and bigger, and I'm not as enthusiastic about Jing Nuan as I was then."

"Actually, I really like Jing Nuan, not just the so-called responsibility." Jing Chen relaxed a little, leaning on Yan Chunxi, Yan Chunxi stroked her hair and listened carefully.

"I'm not likable since I was a child. In our small family's generation, I was the first child. They were very disappointed when they found out that it was not a boy. My mother's confinement was served by my grandma. Later, my uncle Even two of them are girls, so the task falls to my mother."

"Some people just watched the fun and deliberately teased me, 'Jing Chen, your mother is going to have a baby brother, and if you have a baby brother, they won't want you.' I always heard such words, so naturally I thought my mother was pregnant Boy. Later in the month, the old man saw from experience that my mother was still a girl, so he persuaded me to abort it. They also went to the hospital for an investigation, and it was indeed a girl. I made appointments with relatives several times for abortion. Dad stop it."

"My dad is really good to us. It was not easy for Jing Nuan to be born. He still clings to me after birth. He is really cute." Jing Chen straightened up, opened the drawer, took out a pen, and handed it to him. Yan Chunxi looked at it.

Yan Chunxi took it, it was just a very ordinary pen, a very poor quality pen.

"This is a pen that Jing Nuan bought with a pile of [-] cents that she had saved for a long time when she was three or four years old. It was her birthday present to me."