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"Hey, you are messing around. Juice can't be heated in the microwave!" Su Xianghui snatched the kiwi juice from Su Yile's hand and soaked it in a bowl of hot water. "Master Huang said in his health care class that microwaves destroy vitamins." ..."

"Master Huang's classes are banned and you still believe him..." Su Yile muttered in a low voice, and was directed by his aunt to pinch small wontons. It was almost noon, and he had to prepare lunch at home.

"You send the juice in, and look again, your brother is just sitting there? It's been an afternoon."

Su Yile was obedient, went in as a spy, and came back to report, "I'm still guarding, and my posture hasn't changed."

Su Xianghui grabbed a piece of dough and kneaded it to death, "When I gave birth to your brother, your uncle never guarded me like him!"

Yi Pei carried the peeled garlic into the kitchen, "Don't go so far, don't talk about it when the child wakes up later, let's pass this year and let him take care of himself."

"All of you are good people, and I'm the only one who is bad, hum!"

The dough was dragged into the basin, leaving five deep fingerprints on it.

***

When Yan Yu woke up, Yi's family had just had lunch, and when he moved slightly, Yi Chengfeng noticed it and reached out to touch his forehead.

Yan Yu rubbed his face into the palm of his hand, his dark eyes looked wet and foggy due to the heat and lethargy.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the wound on Yi Chengfeng's left cheek, just the kind of stroking that swept away the fine hair, "Fortunately, they gave you a sigh of relief, how did you escape?"

"Just this time, my mother is reluctant to beat me. I don't believe that I will take off my clothes at night for you to check." Yi Chengfeng put his arms around his shoulders, stuffed two cushions for him to lean on, and took the opportunity to kiss him on the face.

"I didn't run out, but you ran in, sleepy? Do you still think this is a hotel?"

Yan Yu looked around in a daze, and his dilated pupils suddenly flashed panic, "Is your house? I feel like I've had a dream..."

"It's my house, you didn't dream, you called Aunt Su 'Mom'—"

Yan Yu: "..."

Yi Chengfeng brought him over-warmed kiwi juice, Yan Yu frowned and hid, "Can I not drink it?"

He felt that the sourness and sweetness of this fruit were too distinct, uncompromising and forced to coexist, and there was a fermented rum smell when he tasted it carefully, so he couldn't really like it.

"Supplement vitamin C."

Shaking his head.

"Put some sugar?"

Shaking his head.

"My mother squeezed it for you."

Yan Yu took it obediently, and drank most of the glass in a stuffy Erguotou posture.

"It's okay if I can't walk in decently side by side with you. I'm so unconscious and carried home by you, how can I have the face to see your parents? Or I will continue to pretend to be asleep, and you call 999 and take me away. Got it."

Yi Chengfeng laughed at him, turned his head and yelled at the door, "Lele, brother Yan Yu is awake, help cook the wontons."

Yan Yu wanted to pull the quilt to cover his face, but after thinking about it, he quickly propped himself up to reach the wheelchair, "Help me get off, it's really rude to go out to say hello to your parents."

"No, you're still sick."

"You don't need to be beaten when you're sick, right?" Yan Yu took another look at the bruises on Yi Chengfeng's face, with an expression of death.

Yi Chengfeng helped him cut his hair with his fingers, "If she wants to hit you, you can call her mom. You don't know when she heard 'other people's children' call her mom... Anyway, I have never seen such a gentle look in her eyes , It's like...uh...it's hard to describe, I'm more used to her staring at me."

"Happy New Year, uncles and aunts, thank you for taking care of me."

Mr. Yan, who slapped the table and smashed documents, turned into the homeless street child 12 years ago, with a soft voice and a harmless face. The thin shoulder blades and butterfly bones are clearly visible through the sweater, and he is thin in a wheelchair. And helpless, any chair can block the way.

Not to mention the person my son identified, even if they were picked up on the street, with the psychological quality of the Yi family couple, they have already made up a BGM of "Mom loves me again", and there is absolutely no way to drive someone out of the house. Come.

Yi Pei was feeding that pot of Phalaenopsis, "You belong to Dafeng...my friend, I have no relatives in Meichuan, so I should. If you want to say thank you, uncle should thank you, Dafeng told us all about it."

"Eat first!" Aunt Su put a big bowl of wontons on the table with a cold face, "Take care of yourself and go back to Liancheng, let me and your dad live a few days of peace!"

Yi Chengfeng begged his mother with his eyes, and then squeezed Yan Yu's shoulder comfortingly, "My mother specially wrapped it for you, and there are dried Sophora japonica flowers in it, which my mother also dried. Don't you like eating Sophora japonica? Flowers... come, come, I'll eat with you..."

Aunt Su slapped Yi Chengfeng's hand holding the spoon away, "It's not for you, you deserve to be hungry if you don't eat at noon! Let him eat all of them, there are only forty of them in total, it's no wonder you're so thin and don't get sick!"

Forty!my God!Instead of eating them all, can I choose to be beaten?

"Thank you, Aunt Su." Yan Yu bit the bullet and started to eat. Originally, he had no appetite when he was sick, but just now he drank fruit juice to refill his stomach, and three or five of them were full with just one mouthful.

Aunt Su turned into the kitchen, Yan Yu immediately pushed the bowl to Yi Chengfeng, Yi Chengfeng picked up the spoon and snorted, there were still four or five in the bowl.

Aunt Su came out of the kitchen again, glanced at the dining table, and saw Yan Yu eating up the wontons and drinking the soup spoon by spoon, feeling a little satisfied.

The two exchanged a tacit look, Yi Chengfeng covered his mouth and hiccupped, and then slapped Aunt Su on the back of the head.

"Send him back to the house and lie down, and rest more if he is sick."

"Does my mother love you very much? She almost gave me a concussion, and she didn't even want to touch you with a finger." Yi Chengfeng carried him to the bed and stuffed him into the quilt.

"It's too embarrassing, I'd better ask You Lin to pick me up, or you can take me to the airport here, and let him pick me up when I arrive."

"You are not allowed to go!" Yi Chengfeng also squeezed over and leaned against the bed, pulling Yan Yu to let him lean on him.

At first Yan Yu refused, fearing that it would be even more embarrassing if he bumped into him, but later he pressed his head into his arms, and the two chatted casually.

Yan Yu's cell phone rang, and Mr. Wei called, and he answered it while leaning against Yi Chengfeng's arms.

"Xiaohan, I just came back from Tasmania and brought you a gift. Are you free this afternoon? How about taking you out for a few days to relax? If you don't want to go far, go to / Japan to see Zazakura."

Yan Yu's free hand was playing with Yi Chengfeng's fingers, stroked them one by one, caressed the thick and thin calluses on his palm, pinched his thick knuckles one by one, and compared whose fingers were longer.

"I'm in Meichuan now, and Zazakura will have to wait until March, why don't I take a few days of sick leave with you, so that it won't take as long as watching Zazakura."

Wei Qiancheng was silent for a while, "Did you go to Meichuan?"

"Yes, is there anything in the factory here that needs to be dealt with, I can help you with it by the way."

"No." Wei Qiancheng resolutely said, "Are you sick? Uncle and Aunt Zhuang come back from Palau the day after tomorrow, can we have a reunion dinner together in time?"

"Shouldn't be in time." Yan Yu's hand was fully grasped by Yi Chengfeng, he turned his face to look at Yi Chengfeng, showing a smile, "You guys get together first, I'll see Uncle Jiang after the Lantern Festival."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Yan Yu hung up the phone, leaning against Yi Chengfeng's arms and closing his eyes as if he was a little tired.

"You're celebrating the New Year in Liancheng by yourself, aren't you?" Yi Chengfeng tightened his arms, which made Yan Yu lie back in an uncomfortably arched position.

"It's nothing, I'm used to it, but the quick-frozen dumplings are hard to eat. When I eat them, I miss your steamed fish, fresh shrimp balls, sweet and sour short ribs..."

He joked about himself, when did he start to be so greedy, "Auntie Su's wontons are also very delicious, next year I may not be used to celebrating the New Year by myself, will I be driven away if I have the cheek to go home with you?"

"You were picked up by my mother in a four-wheeled sedan chair, and you've changed everything..."

"Great wind!" Aunt Su's voice broke through the door, "Go to the supermarket and buy a few pieces of laundry soap, and come back with two pieces of ginger!"

Yi Chengfeng got up angrily, "It's not you that she wants to drive away, it's me. Believe it or not, when I come back later, he will ask me to throw garbage, make soy sauce, disembowel fish or pick a big basket Chinese chives……"

"Gale!"

"Come on—"

Yi Chengfeng spent most of the afternoon and before dark being directed by his mother to run around with all kinds of trivial instructions. He was so tired that the dog was exhausted and the rabbit was panting, let alone hiding in the room and holding hands with his little Yan and falling in love. It is difficult to even get a face-to-face and speak a word.

Su Xianghui blocked Yi Chengfeng, who had just bought a 100-gram package of 'Dulaifa' brand active dry yeast powder after running around three canteens and two supermarkets, "Don't change your shoes yet!"

"What do you want again, can you talk about it together?" Yi Chengfeng looked sad, "I have already said hello to Uncle Ge, who is patrolling downstairs, six times. His eyes are full of class vigilance when he looks at me!"

Su Xianghui stuffed a wad of money into Yi Chengfeng's hands, "Before the shopping mall is closed, go and buy two clothes for Xiaoyan... Didn't he bring so many gifts to our family? Your father and I will never owe you money for a lifetime." For the love of outsiders, it may not be appropriate to give red envelopes, and it happens that he doesn't have anything to change here, so you can buy it, if it's not enough for you, add some more."

Yi Chengfeng grinned foolishly, the wad of money was quite thick, there would be eight thousand if not ten thousand, "Thank you parents, hehe, he is not an outsider. Then I will buy it after watching. You ask Lele to pour water for him, he Thin-skinned and embarrassed to say..."

Yan Yu felt clean in the small room by himself, flipping through the annual reports of several listed companies on his mobile phone.

Yi Chengfeng sent him a message: Do you like Chow Tai Fook or Xie Ruilin? Will the 68-gram one look stupid and clumsy like a nouveau riche?Anyway, I don’t usually wear it, which means I bought it myself.

Yan Yu: ...

Yichengfeng: Which one should you choose, silk or cotton?I think pure cotton is more comfortable. The boxer you are used to wearing is no longer black. Let it be white. I will wash it.

Yan Yu: ...

Yi Chengfeng: My credit card is about to explode. You can choose one from Septwolves and Heilan House. Forget it, you should choose one from Gap and Uniqlo!

Yan Yu: Are you preparing a dowry for me?

Yi Chengfeng: ...

During dinner, Yi Chengfeng secretly gave Yan Yu a wink. Yan Yu felt that it was pure nonsense that people in love connected with each other.

After clearing the table, Su Xianghui took the large and small paper bags that Yi Chengfeng bought in the afternoon and put them on the coffee table, and said in a non-enthusiasm, "You come to our house, there is nothing to entertain you, these are my uncle and I Please, thank you for helping us a lot before, we are poor and small households can't produce anything decent, so don't hold it against you."

Yan Yu stared at the stacked paper bags in a daze, a little flattered, "Thank you uncle and aunt, I... haven't received a New Year's gift for many years. Don't worry about the previous things. I am a junior and should do everything. "

"Quickly see if you like it or not!" Yi Chengfeng urged from the side, squeezed the smallest paper bag and stuffed it into his hand, "Isn't it fashionable for foreigners to open presents face to face, to show respect."

Yan Yu opened the paper bag, took out a square velvet flat box from inside, opened it, and on the red satin satin lay a bright yellow gold dragon and phoenix bracelet with thousands of feet. Embellished with sun fire and twigs.

Yan Yu: ...

Papa Yi: ………

Mother Yi: ………

Su Yile walked up to Yi Chengfeng's side in the eerie silence, touched his brother's sleeve and whispered, "Then what will I be called from now on? Can I still be called brother? Hiss... I really can't scream—"

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Alright, now the meeting ceremony is also live!