The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

At the weekend of the week, Su Yayan woke up early in the morning to make a tangerine peel, plum chicken and papaya pork belly soup, which was packed and prepared to be delivered to Lan's house.

Huo Chenhuan both felt distressed that his daughter-in-law got up so early to make food for others, but was also depressed that he and her daughter-in-law had a good time in the early morning.

Seeing Su Yayan coming out of the kitchen with the heat preservation box, Huo Chenhuan said awkwardly and sadly: "We are here as guests, so we don't need to bring them these food."

"Because it's a visitor, it's not always good to not bring anything. If this is to be known, it shouldn't be said that we don't even understand the most basic courtesy? Moreover, I am different from theirs. This is a special offer. It was prepared by the pregnant granddaughter-in-law of the Lan family. You, as an uncle, don’t even eat the vinegar of a pregnant woman?"

Yes, these two things were sent to Yan Xiaoran who was still pregnant.

Before the old man's birthday, Su Yayan specially sent ginseng over, and put a few ginseng nourishment methods under the box, in order to replenish the body of the two elders of the Lan family who had pulled Huo Chenhuan.

Although it was a guest visit this time, it was not easy to pass by empty-handed.

Given the Lan family's family background, ordinary things are not rare for them, and they are probably only concerned about the health of the family.

The two old people had sent it off before, and the big men in the Lan family didn't need to make up for their physical strength. The only key concern was Yan Xiaoran, who was pregnant.

Healthy and strong people who have suffered unfair treatment again: "..." It's too difficult!

Huo Chenhuan opened his mouth, wanting to say that he had already prepared the gift for visiting Lan's house.

But then I thought about it, the Lan family might still like Su Yayan's two dishes more than the ones they prepared.

"I just don't want to see you so tired."

Su Yayan took the initiative to take Huo Chenhuan’s arm and smiled sweetly: “It’s just preparing two dishes, nothing is tiring, and everyone else has helped me. Okay, let’s not talk about it, let’s go now. They will have to wait for us later."

"Ok."

The Lan family still attached great importance to this small gathering, and got up early in the morning to prepare.

"I shouldn't be too rigid in this way?" Old man Lan touched the casual clothes on his body and turned to ask his wife beside him for confirmation.

"No, no, it's just right, it's not too rigid and not too sloppy. As long as you don't keep your usual stern face for a while, you won't scare them."

When the old man heard this, he curled his lips a little aggrievedly. He usually didn't deliberately keep his face straight. Isn't it because these little rascals underneath are so worrying that he is always irritated? Can you blame him for this?

Thinking about it this way, Old Man Lan glanced at his son with a slightly disgusting look.

Blue father who was also shot while lying down: "???"

Dad Lan, who was stared for no reason, was embarrassed, and decisively avoided his father's death gaze, coughing lightly: "How are the dishes in the small kitchen?"

"The soup was simmered early, and it was just delicious at noon. The other cold dishes and dim sum are ready. The hot dishes will wait until someone comes, otherwise it will be cold in a while."

Father Lan lightly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his wife's words: "That's good, our chef's cooking skills are still good, it's best to let them eat it once and want to eat it a second time."

In this way, they can take the initiative to come to their homes to gather more, and naturally there is no need to worry about communicating with them.