Who uses the soymilk maker in the early morning

Yu Changyu looked at them with interest: "There is a story."

"No." Yu Yanchuan sat up from the sofa, patted the folds of his clothes and stood up, "No matter how wonderful the past is, it can't compare to these two days."

Yu Changyu strolled from behind the sofa to the coffee table, stopped in front of Tan Xu, and smiled casually: "I forgot to ask, I heard that Mr. Tan locked you at home, and no one contacted you after running out all night?"

Tan Xu shrugged: "No, I'll go home tonight and have a look."

Seeing Yu Yanchuan's suspicious expression, he said helplessly, "No."

"Okay, let's all go, it's time for lunch." Yu Changyu patted them on the shoulder and sent them downstairs, "Did you come by car?"

Yu Yanchuan hooked the car key and turned it around a few times in front of his eyes.

The elevator descended to the lobby, and then he remembered the lawyer who had only seen him for a few seconds: "By the way, where is Lu Lu?"

"I went to see a client." Tan Xu said, "He didn't come here for us, he just dropped by."

Their car parked a little far away, and Yu Changyu was blown back by the cold outside when he arrived at the entrance of the hall.

"Are you going to see Mom now or go back to school?" he finally asked.

"Go back to school." Yu Yanchuan said, "When are you going to Mom's place, you call me, and I'll go with you again."

Yu Changyu frowned to meet the glare of the sun, and agreed: "Okay."

When the two of them walked a little further away, they heard Yu Changyu shouting from behind: "Cut your hair off."

"Understood." Yu Yanchuan responded casually, opened the car door and got in.

The car drove out of the park, and the direction didn't look like going to school. Tan Xu stretched out his hand to swipe the car map and found that it was the route back to the rental house.

"Aren't you going back to school?"

"If you don't answer, that's to lie to my brother to make him feel at ease. Let's go home and eat fried chicken legs." Yu Yanchuan said.

At noon, the traffic flow was much smaller. Tan Xu hesitated while waiting for the red light, and said, "You usually...don't you often meet with your aunt?"

"My mother?" Yu Yanchuan put his wrist on the steering wheel. "It's not common. Generally, we only go to see her in two situations. My brother or I are married, and my father is dead."

He lost his mind for a while after he finished speaking, and then continued: "She is like this, which made me think I was a single parent when I was young. But she was very kind to us. She used to buy carefully selected milk powder and expensive clothes. When I grow up, I give pocket money and send gifts, but I don’t see each other very often, and when I do... I don’t feel much."

Tan Xu suddenly understood why Yu Yanchuan was able to accept it so quickly and calmly when Yu Yanchuan's identity was a mystery and he thought that she was not his biological mother in a misunderstanding.

"Do you remember that when my brother came back from a business trip in Manchester, he went to my mother's place as soon as he landed, so I said it must be a big deal."

"I don't remember, you never told me." Tan Xu replied coldly.

"Oh." Yu Yanchuan stopped when he smelled the first sour smell, "Then I'll tell you next time."

Ancheng is often windy in winter, and you can feel the strong wind from your back while sitting in the car, and the dry branches of the street trees are swaying in the wind.

The snow last night was small and short-lived. As soon as the sun rose, the layer of shallow water traces was completely dried, erasing all traces related to that snow.

The car drove downstairs, and they lived in another five days, and they were about to move out of the sea view apartment.

The meeting was too hasty, and they haven't made any plans for the future, but it seems that there is no possibility of living together in a short time.

Yu Yanchuan got out of the car against the wind, and his ears hurt from the blowing within a few steps, and he walked quickly into the corridor with his long legs.

Even though he hadn't returned to the rental house for more than half a year, when he opened the door and saw the scenery inside the house, he could still feel a hint of warmth that appeared silently.

Tan Xu's obsession with chicken legs came back, he drove Yu Yanchuan out of the kitchen, and vowed to fry a plate of delicious fried chicken with his own hands.

Yu Yanchuan was happy to be at leisure, slumped on the sofa, shuffling a deck of Tarot cards neatly in his hands.

The kitchen was full of chickens and dogs, and Tan Xu chopped down with a knife, and the broken chicken bones made a violent sound on the chopping board.

Yu Yanchuan couldn't hold back: "Well, just pick out the meat and fry it."

"No, I can cook it well." Tan Xu said.

Yu Yanchuan waited for him to chop the last bit, and then said: "Those with broken bones are easy to break their teeth."

Tan Xu turned to look at him with the knife in his hand.

"Forget it, you can do whatever you want, the one with bones is also delicious." Yu Yanchuan ended the conversation abruptly.

He turned his attention back to the cards in his hand.

...After they got together, Tan Xu's personality changed a lot.

The attention went astray again in just one second, but Yu Yanchuan didn't forcefully correct it.

Tan Xu is too used to pretending to be two faces. He used to always look like a sunny and good young master to his parents and outsiders. In fact, his real temper is far from that good, and he is not so kind and enthusiastic and loves to laugh.

Yu Yanchuan once thought that the Tan Xu he knew had taken off the disguise and was the most authentic. He often got into trouble with him, was cold when he didn't want to talk, and his life skills were useless, but now it seems that it is not always the case. .

It’s like cutting a tape ball. The outermost layer is wrapped with a layer of colorful bright tape. After cutting it, it is found that there is a layer of black inside, but when you continue to cut it, it reveals a piece of pink and tender. I don't know when the core will be cut.

Tan Xu has become more lively than ever before, with an inexplicable temper, likes to be jealous, and sometimes behaves very childishly, all the possessiveness and petty temper that were covered up before are gone. Unreservedly displayed in front of him.

Yu Yanchuan likes this feeling, and Tan Xu trusts him to be like this, and this kind of trust also brings him a constant sense of security.

The tarot cards were spread out on the table, and he took a deep breath, pulled out two cards, and opened them in front of his eyes.

The Chariot and the One of Wands are good cards.

It seemed that he was about to meet a new offer, but after much deliberation, Yu Yanchuan couldn't figure out where he, a flower shop, could usher in a second career.

There was a crackling sound from the kitchen, and Tan Xu was pouring the chopped ingredients into the pan while heating the oil.

Yu Yanchuan looked at his side face, suddenly remembered something, ran to the bedroom quickly, turned on the computer and boarded Tan Xu's mailbox.

The email password was told to him the last time we met, when Tan Xu said, "Help me keep an eye on it at the end of the year".

The interface will be refreshed soon.

Yu Yanchuan saw the peace in the mailbox, and the title of the most recent letter in the mailbox was in English.

He suddenly became nervous, and his heartbeat soared to the highest peak the moment he saw the letterer clearly.

It was from the university located in Manchester that Tan Xu secretly applied for without telling his family. From the title, it was unclear whether it was a unified reply from the school.

He didn't know whether to click on it instead of Tan Xu, so he ran to the kitchen with the computer.

Tan Xu was hooking the spatula with his fingertips, and standing far away, he was frying the vegetables in the pot. The taste was delicious, but Yu Yanchuan had no time to take care of it.

"What's the matter?" Tan Xu took the time to glance at him, and then got busy again, "It will be fine soon."

Yu Yanchuan was a little impatient, but he was afraid that Tan Xu would leave the pot of food behind if he said it now, so he had to stand not far away and wait.

The pan-fried chicken seemed to be a success, with the chicken and potatoes covered in a tantalizing dark sauce with no burnt spots as far as the eye could see.

Tan Xu turned off the fire, poured the vegetables into the plate, and turned off the range hood, only to find that the person standing next to him hadn't left.

"Ok?"

Yu Yanchuan pointed to the computer: "That...University C wrote you back."

Tan Xu almost didn't hold the pot steady, and hurriedly put it back on the stove: "It's back? How's it going?"

"I haven't turned it on yet."

"Why?" Tan Xu rubbed his hands on the apron and walked over in a hurry.

Yu Yanchuan turned the computer in his direction: "I'm afraid you want to see it yourself, what an important moment."

"No... If I didn't want you to read it, I wouldn't have told you about it at all." Tan Xu leaned over and manipulated the touch screen panel to open the email.

There was no buffer at all, and the screen was full of English words when he opened it. The sudden nervousness made Yu Yanchuan suddenly unable to read the foreign language line by line, but he saw the "congratulations" at the beginning at a glance.

"Passed?" He asked softly, his eyes quickly fell into the text, and he briefly scanned the content.

Tan Xu read it more seriously than him, and after reading it twice, he said, "It's over."

He chewed these two words over and over again, turned around and hugged Yu Yanchuan suddenly, then quickly backed away, took off the apron and threw it aside, and hugged his neck again: "I passed the exam! It's not too bad!"

"Excellent." Yu Yanchuan laughed. He stabilized his body so as not to let the computer in his hand fall, and touched Tan Xu's head with the other hand, "Do you want to show off with Tan Ming?"

"Yes." Tan Xu's words came to an abrupt end, and he suddenly raised his head to confirm the sending time of the email, "This email was sent last night, did you read it when you opened it?"

"Yes, but we were outside yesterday..."

The conversation stopped here, they looked at each other, and immediately realized what happened.

"Damn, it's wonderful." Yu Yanchuan couldn't help laughing, "Could it be because Mr. Tan and the others knew about this that they didn't chase after you?"

"It's not impossible. The two of them have the login password of this mailbox. The offers from several other schools also came this week. They should have seen this by accident last night." Tan Xu couldn't help laughing.

He didn't know how Tan Yunfeng and Xu Quan felt when they saw it, but no matter what angle they looked at, they couldn't make him refuse the admission to C University.

After all, the rankings of the other pocket schools he signed up for couldn't compare with C University, after all, Tan Ming didn't get into this school back then.

It's also possible that Tan Ming didn't report at all...don't care.

My son is going to Manchester City to go to school, so I can't hold him anymore!

Tan Xu hugged her up again, smiled in Yu Yanchuan's ear and said, "Do you think I should bring them some Christmas presents when I go home at night?"

"Don't be too arrogant, I'm afraid Mr. Tan will hit you." Yu Yanchuan said.

"I didn't intend to annoy them. Who made so many things come together by coincidence." Tan Xu finally let him go, and turned to serve the delicious fried chicken.

He drew two pairs of chopsticks in a smooth manner, took two bowls and stacked them skillfully, and brought the dishes to the dining table.

"This is the first meal I made, but I forgot to stew the rice on it just now, so you can make do with it first." Tan Xu said, "If it doesn't taste good, hold it back. I don't accept bad reviews unless it doesn't taste good. cooked."

Who dares to let the young master cook.Yu Yanchuan poked the soft potato with chopsticks: "If you are not afraid of being beaten, you can take a photo and send it to Mr. Tan along with what you said just now. It will add fuel to the fire."