When Song Yiyi saw him, she came over in two or three steps, looking up with a smile and said, "Brother, you're back? Wash your hands quickly, I want to show you a treasure!"

As she spoke, she covered the enamel basin with her sleeves and hands.

But she didn't know that the height difference made her lonely.

From Gu Chengze's angle, he could see the neatly arranged strawberries in the enamel basin at a glance.

But he didn't spoil her fun and said with a chuckle, "Okay."

Gu Chengze walked back to the main room, put down the oil-paper bag in his hand, took off his coat, and then went to the yard to fetch water to wash his hands.

Song Yiyi stood beside him waiting.

She suddenly remembered what happened at noon, "Brother, I met Uncle Gu and Cen Yue at noon."

Gu Chengze paused in washing his hands.

Song Yiyi thought he had finished washing, so she took the towel from the shelf beside her and handed it to him attentively.

Gu Cheng took it and said in a normal voice, "Well, were the strawberries given to you by Cen Yue?"

Song Yiyi nodded, "Yes, did he tell you?"

This guy really knows how to take credit.

But just take credit for it, this gift touched her heart anyway.

Gu Cheng put the towel away, lowered his eyes to look at Song Yiyi for two seconds, and reached out to rub the top of her head.

"No, I picked the strawberries."

He was training outside today and came across a large field of wild strawberries at the mountain base.

Gu Chengze immediately thought of Song Yiyi.

He was busy, so he asked his comrades who came down the mountain first to take it down.

One bag was for Cen Yue, but who would have thought that he would give it to his own sister.

When the two returned to the main room, Song Yiyi discovered the oil-paper bag on the table.

"I thought so."

Song Yiyi understood everything. "Brother, take me to the mountains next time. I want to pick them myself, too. Maybe we can pick something else."

Song Yiyi's mouth started watering at the thought of a large strawberry field.

Gu Cheng shook his head. "That mountain is a training base. The situation inside is complicated."

Song Yiyi's brows and eyes drooped in an instant.

But her expression changed in an instant, and she placed the enamel basin in front of Gu Chengze, "Here, look! This is the strawberry cake your sister made today!"

As she spoke, she raised her right arm to show Gu Chengze.

"I nearly broke my arm trying to whip the cream."

Gu Chengze looked at Song Yiyi who was swaying in front of him and was about to raise his hand.

"Eat first."

Song Minghui came in with a bowl of chicken soup and said unhappily, "You'll be full after eating all sorts of things, and you won't eat properly."

Song Yiyi: “….”

Forget it, considering Song Minghui’s contribution in whipping the cream, I won’t be angry with him anymore.

"That's fine. Don't eat too much at night. Let's have cake afterward."

Song Yiyi happily ran into the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

Song Minghui began to clear the table.

Gu Chengze put the strawberries he brought back into the kitchen.

He muttered as he walked, "Is this stuff really that delicious? It was everywhere when we were kids."

Gu Chengze was particularly silent today.

Song Minghui scooped him two bowls of chicken soup, and he drank them both.

Song Yiyi was dumbfounded.

Cai Mengjun and Song Minghui looked at each other.

"Brother, aren't you afraid of the heat?"

Song Yiyi asked Gu Chengze, "Is the food in your cafeteria too bad? Are you not full? Otherwise, while your parents are here, I will bring you lunch at noon?"

Gu Chengze realized later that everyone was looking at him, put down his bowl and smiled, "No, the food in the cafeteria is good."

He turned to ask Song Minghui: "Dad, is Cen Bowen here today?"

Song Minghui nodded, "Yes, this guy is quite responsible. He came here to apologize to Yiyi."

"What?!"

Song Yiyi raised her voice: "Why is he here again? Does he still have any shame? He's like a dog-skin plaster."

How could Cen Bowen have the nerve to do that?

Song Minghui glared at Song Yiyi, "Yiyi, watch your words! You're a girl, but you're still swearing! I think you have more problems with Xiao Cen!"

He put down his bowl and began to act like a teacher scolding a student again: "Xiao Cen brought a lot of things today. He came here to apologize sincerely and his attitude was very good. In my opinion, the young man didn't do anything wrong."

Song Yiyi's eyes widened. "What do you mean it's not a big mistake? Only murder and arson are wrong?"

“Nonsense!”

Song Minghui said solemnly, "He's a soldier, and he's already a deputy battalion commander at such a young age. He must be more focused on his career. You women are so scheming, and what's wrong with Xiao Cen not investigating?"

"Yiyi, you're going to get married in the future, so you can't do everything according to your temper."

Song Minghui became more and more angry as he spoke. "Who else but our family can tolerate your temper? You're a grown woman now, you have to change!"

He slammed the table and said, "Starting tomorrow, you will follow your mother into the kitchen and learn how to do housework and how to cook. As for your major life events, don't worry about them anymore. I will arrange everything, and you just need to get married."

Song Yiyi was simply shocked by Song Minghui's remarks.

She stood up from the stool and looked at Song Minghui and said, "Who should I marry? You don't still want me to marry Cen Bowen, do you? Dad, are you okay? If I want to marry, it's my own choice. You don't have the final say."

Song Minghui slammed the table. "I'm your father! You're rebelling! Even if you don't want to marry into the Cen family, what's your attitude when the lady from the courtyard introduces you to someone today?"

Song Yiyi didn't expect that he knew this. She frowned and said, "Even if you are my father, it won't work. Are you following me? Song Minghui, are you from the Qing Dynasty? Now it's all new..."

“Bang!”

Song Yiyi was caught off guard and was almost knocked down by a slap.

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