Sun Xiaoqin threw a glance at Ye Hongliang, causing the other sisters to burst into laughter. Then, they surrounded Sun Xiaoqin and asked her all sorts of questions, asking her all sorts of questions.
After all, children were usually close to their mothers. They were just like friends who could talk about anything.
Just as everyone was chatting enthusiastically, Ye Hongliang walked downstairs with a confused expression. He scratched the back of his head and said in confusion, "Where did you go?
"Where did that brat go? Isn't he back yet? It's almost time for dinner. That's strange."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chan came over with a sleepy little boy from the rocking chair in the balcony outside the living room. She smiled and said,
"Here, Dad. You're not awake yet."
"Little brat, where did I go?"
Ye Hongliang greeted him with a face full of smiles. He took the sleepy Ye Xuan and hit the soles of his feet repeatedly. He was extremely happy as he scratched Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan was originally in a daze, but his whole body tensed up and he immediately came back to his senses. His legs were shaking like a sieve, and he couldn't help but let out a painful laugh. This made Ye Hongliang even happier.
After scratching for a long time, Sun Xiaoqin's face darkened and she shouted,
"If you make our son cry later, you'll sleep outside tonight."
Only then did she stop and put down the dying Ye Xuan. She sat on the sofa and drank tea.
Ye Xuan gasped for breath and stared at Ye Hongliang speechlessly. Then, he threw himself into his mother Sun Xiaoqin's arms and let Sun Xiaoqin comfort him.
At this moment, the cigarette machine in the kitchen made a noise. Sun Xiaoqin glanced at it and muttered, "This child."
Then, she placed Ye Xuan on the sofa, got up, and went to the kitchen to help Ye Chan. After all, there were so many mouths to feed. Just picking out the ingredients was tiring.
When the older sisters saw this, they were too embarrassed to continue sitting around. They either helped out or cleaned up. Other than Ye Xuan and Ye Hongliang, none of them were idle.
The more people there were, the higher the efficiency. After a short while, a large table of dishes was ready.
The entire room was filled with the aroma of the dishes, causing one's appetite to rise and their stomachs to rumble in protest.
Seeing this, Ye Hongliang did not waste any more time. He picked up Ye Xuan and sat down. While he was at it, he opened a bottle of good wine and happily poured himself a cup. He looked at Ye Xuan and said,
"How is it, son? Do you want to try it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was scolded by Sun Xiaoqin.
"You're never serious. Hurry up and eat. Try our Little Chan's dishes. Can you smell the fragrance?"
As she spoke, she picked up her chopsticks and picked up a braised meatball and a few pieces of sweet and sour pork ribs for Ye Xuan.
"Son, hurry up and eat. You're still growing. Eat more. In the future, you'll be tall, tall, and handsome."
Hearing this, Ye Chan burst out laughing. She looked at Sun Xiaoqin and said with a smile,
"Mom, back then, did you marry Dad because he was tall and handsome?"
"You don't say, there really was such a thing. Let me tell you, your dad was called the Jade-faced Bodhisattva back then. Do you know what that means? It means that I'm tall, handsome, gentle, and compassionate. Who else do you think your mom would choose if not me? "
Ye Hongliang narrowed his eyes and smiled. When he talked about the past, his eyes were filled with the happiness of the memories.
Sun Xiaoqin was the same, but she only smiled slightly. Then her face tightened again. She picked up a piece of steamed fish and put it into Ye Hongliang's bowl. She said bitterly, "You can't stop eating.
So many good dishes can't stop your mouth. Here, if your stomach isn't good, eat more light food. "
When the sisters saw this, they exchanged glances with each other and pursed their lips and snickered.
Time flew by as they toasted each other.
The meal came to an end in a cheerful atmosphere. Ye Hongliang's face was slightly red from drinking. He looked at the table full of dishes, nodded, and said with a smile,
"Aiya, Little Chan's cooking is getting better and better. I've eaten all the dishes in Jinling's restaurants, but none of them are as good as Little Chan's."
When Ye Chan heard this, she was happy. She didn't say anything and silently cleaned up the dishes.
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