Back to 60s as an educated youth

Early the next morning, Jiang He woke up from a warm embrace, looked up and saw Lu Mingfeng's sharp-edged face, couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch the other's cheek: "Mm~, so handsome!"

"Are you flirting?" Lu Mingfeng opened his eyes and asked in a magnetic voice.

"Um, what's the matter?" Jiang He blinked his innocent eyes, which were quite different from his usual shrewd appearance.

Lu Mingfeng turned over and pressed him under his body, kissing his soft lips with his lips: "If you want to flirt, just flirt!"

After the two became intimate, Jiang He suddenly found that he had taken off all the clothes he was wearing last night, and the other party's clothes had also been unbuttoned, so he quickly pushed him away, "What are you doing!"

Lu Mingfeng supported his head with one hand, seeing the other party put on his clothes, there was a trace of regret in his eyes, "Oh! Really! You should lie down and enjoy it at a time like this!"

Jiang He looked at the flat face in front of him, gritted his teeth and glanced at the door, and after making sure that he didn't hear any sound, he whispered: "You still said, behave yourself today, I'm afraid that if the second elder finds us Two relationships, will drive me out of the house."

"Don't worry, they won't do that, and I won't let you and the elders feel embarrassed." Lu Mingfeng could only shake his head and sigh as he watched his beloved get dressed.

"What are you doing?" Jiang He looked curious at his actions.

"Of course it's to give the two old people a good impression. Let me cook this part of the morning. If nothing else, I'm good at cooking porridge." Lu Mingfeng is very confident in this point. In the past, this person used to work a lot He doesn't take good care of his stomach, and he is not used to eating porridge outside. After work, he even learns how to cook medicinal food, especially all kinds of porridge.

"The porridge bag is for you, and I'll make something else for them." Jiang He has tasted the porridge cooking skills of the other party. Although the other party has not yet said why he does this, he thinks that the two will spend more time together in the future. Then it's good to get to know each other slowly.

When Cui's mother woke up and was about to make breakfast, she smelled a different fragrance than usual, and then saw Jiang He and Lu Mingfeng busy in the kitchen, talking and laughing, she suddenly had a kind of Back to the scene more than twenty years ago.

"Qianqian, you have a big belly, so don't be too busy making breakfast. Mom can do some things by herself." Mother Cui smiled and took the wooden spoon in Yan Qian's hand, and then helped her to the seat next to her. chair.

"Mom, didn't Dr. Zhang say it? Let me move more, so that I will have the energy to have children in the future." Yan Qian really couldn't hold back her mother-in-law, so she could only rely on her.

"It also depends on what to do? You are about to give birth in half a month, what if the ground slips? If there is anything that can't be done, let Meiji do it. Anyway, he is also idle at home. He is rough-skinned and thick-skinned, so let him move more, so he can hold a baby in the future." Cui's mother said cheerfully.

"Mom, I don't like to hear you say that? You have a daughter-in-law and grandchildren, so my son will step aside?" Cui Mingzhi, who was adding firewood to the boiler, said with his head out.

"Of course, our Cui family has this tradition." Cui's mother said without showing any weakness.

"Qianqian, look, my mother doesn't love me anymore..." Cui Mingzhi's face was full of grievances.

Yan Qian pursed her lips while looking at him, then looked at Cui's mother, "Mom!"

"Grandma, are you up? Today we have a lucky meal. This is made by Mingfeng. You can try it—" Jiang He just turned around and saw Cui's mother standing at the door. He didn't notice the expression on the old man's face. He came out with two bowls of hot porridge, put them on the table and said, "Grandma, let me tell you that Feng's porridge is better than Chef's...Grandma, what's wrong with you?" There was something wrong with my mother, so I asked quickly.

"It's okay, it's okay, go get busy!" Mother Cui came back to her senses and said, wiping her wet eyes with her clothes.

Jiang He looked at her and knew that there must be something hidden from him, but he didn't dare to ask any more, then he looked at Lu Mingfeng's back busy in the kitchen, probably thinking that the other party remembered something sad Son, it may be related to his physical parents "Grandma, you..."

"Grandma just remembered the past and felt a little bit emotional. You quickly let Mingfeng come over, how can you let other guests do things?" Cui's mother sat on the chair and calmed down her emotions. Seeing her grandson's worried eyes, Quickly appease him.

"Are you really okay?" Jiang He was still a little worried about how the old lady could easily forget the pain of losing her son.

"Grandma, I'm not that fragile. Your parents have been gone for so many years, and occasionally I feel uncomfortable when I think about it, but now that I have found you, I have an explanation to your parents." Cui When my mother said these words, she seemed a lot more open-minded, and it could be seen that she was not lying.

"Then I'll go to the kitchen first?" Jiang He said as he glanced at Cui's mother, and walked in after finding that the old lady was fine.

Knowing that her grandson was caring about herself, Mother Cui was also in the right place, and when she turned around, she saw Father Cui coming out yawning, stretching his arms, "Look at what time it is now? I'm not afraid to tear your bones Falling asleep?"

"I didn't make you angry this early in the morning, did I?" Cui's father said and stretched again, and then saw the steaming breakfast on the table, and saw Cui's mother sitting, and cast a glance towards the kitchen " Still young and energetic."

When Jiang He brought the red bean paste cakes to the table, the four of them sat down around the round table and were about to start eating when they heard someone knock on the courtyard door, followed by Yan Rong's loud voice, "Cousin ?”

Then Lu Mingfeng was in a good mood, but it was not good. The voice was very similar to the person who was going to bring his wife to put a hat on him. Jiang He got up and went to open the door, "Yan Rong? Are you here for breakfast so early?"

"Didn't my dad go to the army? And then my mom went too, but I didn't even save breakfast for me in the morning, so I went to Grandma Cui to see if there was anything to eat." Yan Rong rubbed pitifully play.

"You came just in time, we are just about to have breakfast." After Jiang He and the others came in and closed the door, they saw that Lu Mingfeng had already filled a bowl of porridge and placed it on the right hand side, which made him a little strange.

"Ah, that's great, brother, you're so kind." Yan Rong recklessly dug a big spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth, then tears welled up in the corner of his eyes, "It's so spicy, so spicy... Shui Shui—— !"

Jiang He immediately turned his attention to the culprit next to him, and the other party dropped a few words very flatly, "The wrong seasoning was added."

"..." Jiang He covered his face, he knew...