Mr. Cheng was instantly proud, even if there is no fish, his baby granddaughter can still make all kinds of delicious dishes without losing fish.

After all, he won!

Su Yayan saw that Mr. Cheng's face was slightly dark, and after eating the fish-flavored shredded pork, he switched to boiled beef, so he didn't coax him again.

As soon as she turned her head, she met Qin Xueru's pitiful little eyes staring at Lo Mei and Yuxiang pork shreds, couldn't help but laugh, and pushed the hot kidney, potato ribs, seaweed beef, and chestnut stewed chicken to her.

"My aunt will eat these first. The wolfberry black-bone chicken soup is still stewed on the stove, and then I will drink a bowl of soup. Don't eat this fish-flavored shredded pork. If you want to eat it after the baby is born, I will give it to you. do."

Qin Xueru blushed, no longer dared to look at the other dishes, and concentrated on eating her maternity meal.

Su Yayan was worried that Huo Chenhuan wasn't very used to it, and after that, he had been helping him with the whole process, wishing to pile his bowl into a spire.

Huo Chenhuan followed Qin Xueru around the large courtyard while Su Yayan was cooking. It was no longer as unfamiliar as it was at the beginning.

But in the face of Su Yayan's special care, Huo Chenhuan accepted it without any psychological burden, and at the same time gave him a bunch of food.

Seeing that the two were so skillfully starting to feed each other dog abuse mode, Cheng Junhao curled his lips and glanced sadly at his daughter-in-law.

The corners of Qin Xueru's mouth twitched slightly, and he touched his dog's head recognizing his fate, and also put a shrimp into his bowl.

Cheng Junhao was immediately resurrected with full blood, and began to eat shrimp happily.

Mr. Cheng, who saw this scene in his eyes not far away: "..." Why did he give birth to such a hopeless son!

Looking at the little bit of stew left on the table again, Mr. Cheng's hard-working mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

Su Yayan saw what he was thinking at a glance, and smiled helplessly: "Grandpa, Chen Huan and I will stay here for a month or two. Are you afraid that you won't have to eat?"

Old man Cheng was taken aback, his face was thoughtful, and his smile soon reappeared.

After eating, Su Yayan took Huo Chenhuan back to her house.

Su Yayan stays with Cheng's parents for a period of time every year, so there is a special room for her to live in Cheng's family, even if she does not come, it has been vacant.

Su Yayan took Huo Chenhuan into the room, looked around, and made sure that there was nothing left in the room, and the furnishings were all in place.

"This dressing table and this bed are all left to me by my grandmother. They say they are based on the Babu bed and dressing table used by girls who were married when they were a monk. Doesn't it look good?"

Huo Chenhuan looked in the direction Su Yayan pointed out, and saw the big bed and dressing table placed in the corner at a glance. His eyes flickered, and he said with a faint smile: "It looks good."

Su Yayan took Huo Chenhuan and sat on the bed, reached out and touched the peony flower carved by the bed, and said with a smile: "My grandma said that this bed was originally intended to be given to my mother as a dowry, but City C is too far away from City A. , I can only put it at home first. Then my mother gave birth to me again, and this bed was taken for granted."

"When you came here before, you always slept in this room?"

"Yeah." Su Yayan nodded, "I lived here most of the time before the age of seven. At that time, my aunt was worried that I was afraid of the dark at night, and she often came to sleep with me and tell me stories."

"What story did she tell you?"

Su Yayan yawned against the bedpost: "Just some fairy tales, Little Red Riding Hood, Big Bad Wolf, etc."

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