Begins health as a slag cannon fodder [Transmigration Book]

Everyone can see that the relationship between Song Yao and Pei Lin has become much closer to the naked eye, although their relationship was already very good before.

But, from that night on, the relationship grew closer.

Fu Yan was curious, and asked Pei Lin on WeChat if he was with Song Yao.

Pei Lin said no.

Fu Yan looked at Pei Lin's reply and fell silent. He couldn't help thinking that they went out to eat together the day before yesterday. In a restaurant decorated in a special European style, Pei Lin was sitting. Suddenly, he slid down and leaned on his body. Song Yao, with her head resting on Song Yao's shoulder, playing with her mobile phone.

But Song Yao didn't ask Pei Lin to get up, and let Pei Lin lean on her.

[Fu Yan: I thought you were with Song Yao. 】

[PP: No. 】

[Pp: But, it's coming soon. 】

[Pp: Song Yao said that she will be with me after graduating from high school. 】

【Pp: (Rose)】

[Fu Yan: ...]

[Fu Yan: Brother Pei, you still have to be single for half a year. 】

[PP:? 】

Pei Lin cut out the chat page with Fu Yan, he clicked on the top dialog box, sent Song Yao an emoji package, and then continued to pack his luggage.

This year Pei Lin's family will go abroad to celebrate the New Year. Last year they spent in China, and this year they will go abroad. This is a "custom" established by their family a long time ago.

When Song Yao received the news from Pei Lin, he was shopping for New Year's goods with his family in the supermarket.

Song Nuonuo was placed on the seat of the shopping cart, looked around with her little head, pointed to something and said, "Brother, Nuonuo wants this."

Song Yao looked over, Song Nuonuo pointed to a row of boxes of yogurt, he picked it up and put it in the shopping cart.

Song Jianyu and Song Yingxia just glanced at it and said nothing.

"Auntie will go home today, and we will cook and eat by ourselves during the Chinese New Year." Song Jianyu said.

In this family, everyone except Song Nuonuo knows how to cook and eat, so they don't have to worry about eating during the Chinese New Year.

They bought a lot of things. Fortunately, the car was parked not far from the entrance of the supermarket, and there were two big men, Song Jianyu and Song Yingxia. Holding Song Nuonuo.

Song Nuonuo followed her elder brother along with her short legs, and the trees on both sides of the road were hung with festive red lanterns, which filled the atmosphere of the New Year.

"Brother," Song Nuonuo was attracted by the little lantern, "Nuonuo also wants to hang a little lantern—"

Song Yao looked over and said, "You have to tell Dad and Big Brother about this."

Father Song and Brother Song who were walking in front looked back at the two young ones at the same time, and Song Yingxia asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nuo Nuo wants to hang small lanterns at home." Song Yao said.

Song Jianyu looked at the small lanterns hanging on the tree by the street, thought for a while, and nodded: "Yes, buy it."

Song Nuonuo was happy, "Thank you Dad!"

When I got home, I put the fresh ingredients I bought back in the refrigerator, and my aunt processed the ingredients that I had prepared in advance, and went home to celebrate the New Year.

Before the aunt left, she also got a red envelope from Song Jianyu to her child.

Auntie has already processed the ingredients, so tonight's dinner is much faster to prepare.

It's still early, Song Yao plans to play for a while before starting to cook, and the next few days have been discussed, cooking will be one day per person, and Song Jianyu and Song Yingxia will be together for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Song Yao turned on the TV for Song Nuonuo and tuned to the children's channel, and then sat down to play with her mobile phone.

【Pei Lin: (Mommada.gif)】

Song Yao chuckled, and Song Nuonuo looked at her brother curiously.

Song Yao rubbed Song Nuonuo's head and said, "Watch TV."

Song Nuonuo didn't listen, and asked curiously: "Who is brother chatting with? Xiao Pei?"

Song Yingxia looked up at Song Yao.

Song Yao paused while typing, and looked at Song Nuonuo funny, "Why do you think I'm chatting with Xiao Pei?"

Song Nuonuo scratched her head and said, "Because Nuonuo knows Xiao Pei."

Song Nuonuo meant that his brother had so many classmates, and he only knew Xiao Pei.

"Well, my brother is chatting with Xiao Pei."

"Oh!"

Song Yao smiled and continued to send WeChat messages to Pei Lin. He knew that Pei Lin was going back to China for the New Year this year.

[Rumour: When are you leaving? 】

[PP: Nine o'clock in the evening. 】

[Pp: Are you at home now? 】

[Pp: Dinner at home tonight? 】

【Pp: Can I have a private meeting tonight (shy)】

Pei Lin sent a bunch of messages all at once, but Song Yao was a little unresponsive.

[Rumour: Stay at home, eat at home, do not meet privately. 】

[Pp: (grievance)]

[Rumour: How do you eat tonight? 】

[Rumour: Will your father have dinner at home tonight?Do you want to come to my house for dinner? 】

[Pp: I'll ask him. 】

[Pp: He said he is not free, but I am free, I can (cute)]

Song Yao: Can you be more perfunctory?The time interval between the previous one and the next one was less than three seconds.

Song Yao sighed, then turned to Song Yingxia and asked, "Brother, can I invite Pei Lin and his father to my house for dinner? They will fly to country F at nine o'clock tonight."

"Yes." Song Yingxia said, "Auntie has prepared enough ingredients, and I will cook with you later."

It is still very tiring for my younger brother to cook meals for several big men by himself.

After getting his brother's consent, Song Yao went out to find Song Jianyu in the small garden at the back door, and only after getting his brother's and father's consent did he reply to Pei Lin.

[Rumour: You and your father come to my house for dinner——]

Pei Lin was obviously waiting for Song Yao's reply, and the messages were all answered within seconds.

[PP: Oh. 】

I don't know if it was Song Yao's illusion, but he felt that Pei Lin seemed a little reluctant, because he was reluctant to come to his house for dinner with his father.

[Rumour: See you at six in the evening. 】

[Pp: See you tonight (kiss)]

Song Yao put the phone aside and went to count the ingredients prepared by her aunt to see if there was enough for tonight.

I took out the processed ingredients from the refrigerator and looked at it, but it was really not enough.Every time the aunt prepares the ingredients just right, because Song Jianyu has ordered that the dinner is just right, and there is no need to cook too many dishes.

After working in the Song family for more than ten years, the aunt has a certain understanding of the food intake of the Song family. Unless someone specifically ordered more food, the meals she prepared were just right.

"Brother!" Song Yao shouted.

"What's the matter?" Song Yingxia walked into the kitchen, saw Song Yao standing in front of the refrigerator, and asked.

"Auntie may not have enough ingredients, can I use some of the ingredients we bought today?"

"Yes, you can use it if you want." Song Yingxia patted his head, "I'll help you, what do you want to cook?"

"I'm still thinking about it." Song Yao flipped through the ingredients, there are tomatoes, beef, fat beef, shrimp, ribs...

Actually quite a lot.

"Brother, a fat beef in sour soup, braised pork ribs, scrambled eggs with tomato, braised prawns, and boiled vegetables. Is it enough? It seems not enough."

Song Yingxia thought for a while, "I know how to braise pork ribs in soy sauce and braised prawns in oil, and I'll help you do it."

"Okay, let me add another cold dish. How about shredded eggplant? Here are a few eggplants."

"can."

Tonight's dinner was decided in this way, Song Yao looked at the time, it was past four o'clock, and Pei Lin and the others had to go to the airport at eight o'clock, so they had to eat earlier tonight.

Song Yao found out her apron, it was black, with a big yellow duck printed in the middle, it was specially bought by her aunt who heard that Song Yao liked to cook.

Song Yingxia told Song Nuonuo to sit on the sofa and watch TV obediently, not to run around, and then went to help Song Yao prepare dishes.

The two prepared dishes together much faster. After the ingredients were prepared, Song Yao checked the time again, and it was almost six o'clock.

The doorbell rang, and Song Nuonuo climbed off the sofa when she heard it, walked to the door with a bang, and opened the door with her short legs on tiptoe.

Pei Lin thought it would be Song Yao who opened the door, but when the door opened, there was no one in his horizontal line of sight.

"Little Pei!"

Pei Lin looked in the direction of the source of the sound, lowered his head, and a small dumpling raised its head and looked at him with a smile.

"Why did you open the door?" Pei Lin asked.

"Big Brother and Brother are in the kitchen, and Dad is in the garden." Song Nuonuo saw the uncle behind Pei Lin, he had seen him before, "Hello, Uncle Pei!"

Pei Zhengtao likes Song Nuonuo very much, he is cute and polite, every time he sees him, the child will sweetly call him Uncle Pei.

"Hi Nuo Nuo."

Pei Lin knew that he had to change his shoes when entering the door, so he took out a pair of shoes from the shoe cabinet and changed them on.Seeing his familiarity, Pei Zhengtao raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you come here often?"

Pei Lin said flatly, "More times than you."

Pei Zhengtao, who has been to the Song family for only three times: "..."

Song Jianyu was called back into the house by Song Nuonuo, Song Yao and Song Yingxia were cooking, so Song Jianyu had to entertain the guests.

Pei Lin chatted with Song Jianyu for a while, and then said he was going to the kitchen to have a look.

Song Yao knew that Pei Lin and his father had arrived, and had already started cooking. The two of them each used a pot, which was very efficient.

"Song Yao, what are you doing?" Pei Lin moved to Song Yao's side, stuck his head out to look into the pot.

"Fatty beef in sour soup." Song Yao said, "Don't get so close, be careful of the oil splashing on you."

"Oh."

Song Yingxia saw Pei Lin take a step back obediently, and then the boy saw that the rope tied to his brother's apron was a little loose, so he took it apart and tied it again without asking Song Yao.

Song Yao felt that she didn't say anything, and even said: "Tie it a little tighter."

"it is good."

Song Yingxia looked away with a sullen face.

Song Yao turned her head, "Are you ready?"

"Wait a minute." Pei Lin held the thin ropes on both sides, exerted a little strength, and the apron followed his strength to outline Song Yao's waistline.

For some reason, he felt a hidden sense of sex.

Pei Linhong tied the rope on her ears.

Song Yingxia cleared her throat, "The braised prawns are ready, can Pei Lin take them out for me?"

Pei Lin was stunned for a moment, "Yes."

"Thank you."

Song Yao's fatty beef in sour soup was almost ready. He took out a porcelain bowl and packed it, just as Pei Lin walked in.

Pei Lin hurried over, "I'll serve it, be careful not to burn it."

"There are gloves." Song Yao handed Pei Lin an anti-scalding glove, "Put it on before you take it."

The gloves are also a cute panda floral pattern.

Seeing Pei Lin looking at the glove, Song Yao didn't know why she felt a little shy, and explained, "Auntie bought it."

After putting on the gloves, Pei Lin smiled and said, "Auntie is very cute."

Song Yingxia: "..."

Song Yingxia thought that this was already too much, but she didn't expect that there would be more too much behind.

During the meal, Pei Lin surrounded Song Yao the whole time, asking him if he wanted to eat this and that, which made Song Yao feel a little uncomfortable eating at her own home.

"You eat, don't worry about me." Song Yao watched as Pei Lin put another peeled shrimp into his bowl, and glanced at the others on the table, "You have to fly later, eat a little more .”

Pei Lin looked at Song Yao and said innocently, "I'm not hungry."

"Don't bring me food if you're not hungry." Song Yao was about to die of boredom, and he wouldn't bother to care if he and Pei Lin were the only ones eating.

But now, in the eyes of his family and Pei Lin's family, he was more or less afraid of being seen.

Pei Lin: "Oh."

Pei Zhengtao glanced at his son, snorted coldly and remained silent.

Song Jianyu said with a smile that the relationship between the two children is not bad.

Song Yingxia snorted.

Song Nuonuo... Song Nuonuo is concentrating on eating.

Song Yao lowered his head and picked up the rice in the bowl. He mixed tomato juice for himself, which was delicious even without vegetables.

It took more than an hour for a meal, and after the meal, Pei Lin and the others could go directly to the airport. The driver of the Pei family was waiting outside the gate of the Song family.

Pei Zhengtao got into the car first, and it was Song Yao who escorted them out.

Pei Lin looked at Song Yao, who was wearing a thick velvet light blue sweater, with warm lights behind him.

"I am leaving."

"Well, see you in a year."

"Remember to send me a message."

"Got it, bye, have a good trip."

Pei Lin seemed reluctant, and looked at Song Yao for a few seconds before turning around and opening the door.

As soon as he opened the car door, he met his father's cold and disgusted face.

The author says:

Come on, good night--