0070 Night Rose Night.70 (3300+) "Dad!!"

The little boy opened his arms and waved his hands, and the small kite that had been floating in the air for a long time landed in Chen Shanye's arms.

Chen Shanye half-knelt on the ground, hugging the small stove in his arms. His heart, which had been hesitant for a long time, was gradually filled with warmth. The child had a faint smell of medicated oil on his body. It was probably because he was bitten by a mosquito somewhere, and Shen Qing applied oil on him.

"Are you tired after sitting on the train for such a long time?" Chen Shanye rubbed Chen Siyang's short hair, which looked like a small peach.

"Not tired! Riding the train is fun!"

Chen Hechuan and Shen Qing walked over to the two father and son who were leaning against each other. Chen Shanye stood up and took the suitcase and handbag from them: "Dad, Mom, you have worked hard along the way."

Chen Hechuan patted his son's sturdy back and said, "Well, it's not hard at all. High-speed rail is very convenient nowadays. Just eat something, take a nap, and you'll be there."

Chen Shanye pulled the suitcase in one hand and walked towards the parking lot holding Chen Siyang's hand in the other. He originally planned to take his family to take the subway, but Ruan Mei said that since there were old and young people with luggage, there was no need to go through the trouble of changing subway lines, and she just gave him the car keys.

The car is a little small, don’t mind it, Ruan Mei said jokingly with a smile as she handed him the keys.

He pressed her against the door and kissed her for about ten minutes, then said that if she continued talking nonsense, he would pull her into the room and have sex with her before leaving.

Chen Hechuan sat in the passenger seat, Shen Qing and Chen Siyang sat in the back seat.

The child who grew up in a mountain city saw the towering skyscrapers for the first time and kept looking up at the sky through the car window.

He felt that the stars in the sky fell to the ground along the dark blue glass curtain walls, becoming street lights that quickly passed through his eyes.

"Is this car that girl's?" Chen Hechuan asked.

Chen Shanye nodded: "She said that the subway station is still a long way away, so it would be more convenient to take a car."

Shen Qing poked his head out from the back row: "Hey, son, is Xiao Ruan willing to meet us? Will it scare the girl? We are such a big family... Don't force her, take your time, there is no need to rush."

"How can I force her? But she's been busy at the store lately, so she can't spare much time to accompany us this time. I asked you not to mind."

"Oh! How could that be? Let her take care of the business first. If she is too busy and really can't spare the time, we can just have a meal together." Shen Qing smiled happily, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes were squeezed into shallow grooves.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when Chen Siyang and his friends arrived. The three of them ate something in the car, but Chen Shanye still decided to take them out for dinner.

Ruan Mei said that anyone who comes to Guangzhou must bring people to eat at Bingsheng. If you want a good environment, go to the Zhujiang New Town store, and if you want stable products, go to the Haizhu main store.

The braised pigeon had crispy skin and tender meat. The crispy skin was cooked to perfection, and the leg meat would ooze out gravy with a light bite. The goose intestines in soy sauce were plump and crispy, and the unique sauce seeped into the shredded potatoes spread on the porcelain plate. The child ate one after another, saying, "Dad, these French fries are so delicious." The last crispy pineapple bun was almost as big as Chen Siyang's small round face. The little boy held the bread, not knowing which piece to start with. In the end, he only ate the second half and gave the other half to Chen Shanye.

On the first night, Chen Shanye booked an apartment-style parent-child homestay with a loft design. There was a small white tent for children in the corner of the small living room on the first floor, and a dream catcher made of blue and red threads hung from the top corner.

Chen Siyang felt extremely curious about the environment that was different from his home, but the child, who had been tired after a whole day of traveling, finally couldn't resist the sleepiness. After taking a bath, Chen Shanye had just helped him blow dry his hair when the child fell asleep.

There are two bedrooms on the second floor of the duplex, which Chen Shanye gave to his parents. The sofa in the living room is a sofa bed, and he and Chen Siyang will sleep there tonight.

The apartment was dim and quiet with the lights off. A thin ray of light crept in from the high curtains in the living room. Chen Siyang curled up beside him. He watched as the child's long, straight eyelashes were covered with moon-colored frosting, which fell bit by bit on his heart with the sound of his weak breathing.

The child's hands were slightly curled up in front of him. Chen Shanye rested one hand on his head and stretched out his index finger and thumb with the other, gently pinching Chen Siyang's small bean sprout-like fingers.

He could still remember that when Chen Siyang was just born, he looked like a small potato just dug out of the ground, dark and yellow, with some moisture on his skin. He cried a few times and then fell asleep again.

Chen Shanye thought to himself, Oh my god, why is this baby so black and ugly.

Chen Shanye couldn't help but stretch out his finger to hook Little Potato's little finger, and smiled.

Then I thought, this kid looks so much like his father.

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"Old Chen! Come on, come on, I'm standing here, take a picture of me!"

Shen Qing stood by the window with a large and colorful Manchurian view, pulled her mask to her chin and posed, calling her husband to take a picture of her. Chen Hechuan muttered something, but still took out his mobile phone and took a few pictures of her, half-body and full-body.

Lingnan garden scenery can be seen everywhere in Nanyuan Restaurant. There are pavilions and towers made of green tiles and gray bricks with flying eaves and pointed corners. A small bridge lies over the gurgling water. In the green lake, red and white koi fish touch and kiss each other under the rockery. Beautiful sunlight penetrates the colorful glazed Manchurian windows, casting illusory bamboo shadows swaying on the tiled floor.

Chen Shanye led the two elders through the guests waiting in the wooden corridor and into the hall. There were too many people, so he directly picked up Chen Siyang.

Chen Siyang looked curiously at the baskets of snacks on the dining table that he had never seen before, some red and some white, and then at the old men and women hiding behind the newspapers. Then, at the end of the direction his father was walking, he saw a little girl with red hair.

He felt that his father's steps were obviously a little faster. He looked up and saw his father smiling.

Although my father was wearing a mask, his eyes were curved like crescent moons.

Ruan Mei had just sat down and was boiling water in a large porcelain bowl with her cutlery. She looked up and saw Chen Shanye coming over and smiled.

"Uncle, aunt, hello, I'm Ruan Mei." Ruan Mei shook off the last pair of black chopsticks she had washed, placed them on the bone plate, and took the initiative to greet Chen Shanye's parents.

Shen Qing held the black shoulder strap of her messenger bag in her hand, feeling a little nervous and stumbling over her words. "Hello, I'm Shanye's mother..."

Then he pulled Chen Hechuan's clothes and introduced him, "This is Shanye's father!"

Chen Siyang looked at his grandmother, then at his grandfather, and raised his hand to tap his father on the back.

Chen Shanye lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"What about me?" Chen Siyang asked in a low voice. Seeing the red-haired girl looking at him, he quickly looked away.

"Huh? Didn't Dad discuss this with you last night and this morning?" Chen Shanye also lowered his voice, and the two father and son seemed to be talking in whispers.

Chen Siyang nodded slightly, turned his head, blinked his distinct black and white eyes, and called out softly to the beautiful young lady: "Hello, my name is Chen Siyang..."

Ruan Mei raised the corners of her mouth, bent down slightly, and looked directly at the timid little boy: "Hello, Siyang."

At this time, the waiter brought a children's stool and a pot of tea. Ruan Mei pointed to the seat next to Chen Shanye and said, "Please put the stool there for me."

"Uncle and aunt, please take a seat. Here is the menu. Take a look at what you want to eat and tick it."

Ruan Mei pushed the paper menu and pen in front of Chen Hechuan and said to Chen Shanye, "I've scalded the bowls, chopsticks, and cups. I want Pu'er tea, is that okay?"

Putting Chen Siyang on the children's stool, Chen Shanye came to her side and patted her waist with his big hand: "Sure, they are not picky. What time did you come to queue?"

Even during the pandemic, you still have to wait at least an hour to get a number for morning tea at Nanyuan. Ruan Mei asked her to come and get a number first last night so that Chen's parents, who had been traveling all day yesterday, could rest a little longer.

"We got here at 8:30. There are so many people today. We waited for more than an hour before we got a seat in line." Ruan Mei pouted and placed the washed chopsticks in front of everyone.

Chen Shanye moved closer and whispered in her ear, "Thank you for your hard work, baby."

Ruan Mei's ears felt itchy as if being tickled by the tips of bamboo leaves outside the window. She took his hand and squeezed it: "Help your parents find something delicious to eat."

When having morning tea, shrimp dumplings, chicken feet, steamed pork ribs, pulled intestines, siomai and radish cake are naturally indispensable.

Ruan Mei picked up a dish of stir-fried beef noodles on the menu and asked Chen Shanye, "Did you eat squab last night?"

"Yeah, I ate it."

"Then let's call the meat roast goose, okay?"

"Okay, you arrange it."

Seeing that there were many ticks on the menu, Shen Qing said anxiously, "Xiao Ruan, don't order too many dishes!"

Ruan Mei smiled and said, "It's okay, Auntie. With Chen Shanye here, I'm sure we can finish it."

She glanced at the menu again and lamented, "They used to have hollow fried dough sticks here, which were delicious, but they're gone now. What a shame."

"What is a fried dumpling?"

The person who spoke was actually Chen Siyang. Ruan Mei was stunned for a second and quickly explained to him: "Well, it's a fried snack. It's made into a small golden ball. The skin is soft on the outside and the filling is sweet on the inside. It's delicious."

When talking to children, Ruan Mei unconsciously used reduplication.

"Dad, have you ever eaten it?"

"Yes," Chen Shanye nodded, "Dad will buy it for you when he gets a chance these days."

There is a traditional bakery in the vegetable market near the rental house. They sell freshly fried dumplings every day. Ruan Mei likes sweet flavors, so he sometimes buys them for her as snacks.

The dim sum was served quickly, and soon the small round table was filled with steaming bamboo baskets.

The crystal shrimps were wrapped in crystal-clear rice noodles, and the signature shrimp dumplings became the first empty plate of dim sum. Seeing that Chen Siyang liked it, Ruan Mei asked the waiter to add another basket.

Chen Shanye took a piece of Hong Kong-style puff pastry egg tart and placed it in Ruan Mei's bowl. He couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "...you're just spoiling him."

Her left hand slipped under the table and pinched the hard thigh. Ruan Mei glanced at him and picked up a piece of roast goose for him.

Why is this person jealous of his own son?

Chen Hechuan is not a talkative person, and Shen Qing usually does the talking at the dinner table. However, Shen Qing does not ask Ruan Mei too many personal questions, but just chats about some family matters normally. Later, he even starts to list the stupid things Chen Shanye did as a child, which makes Ruan Mei giggle.

Chen Siyang had never heard these stories from his father before, and he listened with great interest. He took a few bites of the lava bun in his hand and forgot about it. As a result, the salty and fragrant egg yolk filling inside flowed out and all over his hands.

Shen Qing stood up quickly: "Oh! Yangyang, why are you so careless? Come, grandma will take you to the bathroom."

Seeing Chen Hechuan still sitting there happily eating radish cake, Shen Qing suddenly kicked the leg of his stool.

The chopsticks shook and the radish cake in them fell into the bowl. Chen Hechuan frowned and looked up at his wife. Seeing Shen Qing making faces, it took him a while to understand.

Watching the three people leave the table, Chen Shanye put down his chopsticks, reached his hand from behind her to her waist, and pinched the soft flesh on her waist.

Ruan Mei felt itchy and quickly reached out to remove the strange hand: "Hey, this is a public place, be careful."

Chen Shanye pulled her close to him, nuzzled her temples where a few wisps of hair hung down, and asked, "I haven't kissed you yet today, can I?"

————Author’s nonsense————

Before the enemy arrives, I will quickly sprinkle some sugar on you.

To avoid being accused of slacking off, I'll only charge half a chapter for this one.

Besides, having a tooth pulled today really drained me of energy, so I’ll try not to postpone it tomorrow… (paralyzed corpse)