Shen Qihe enjoyed it, holding Yanyan, who was three years younger than him, and gently patted the boy's back to comfort the person in his arms.
Chu Yanyan sniffed, came out of Shen Qihe’s arms, and looked at the person in front of him with red eyes: “I don’t have a grandma anymore.”
Shen Qihe looked at Chu Yanyan, grabbed Yanyan's hand, and said solemnly: "You still have me."
"Wuwu." Chu Yanyan wrapped her arms around Shen Qihe's waist and started crying again.
Shen Qihe hugged Chu Yanyan tightly and said, "Yanyan, you still have me. If they don't take care of you, how about I take care of you?" His current royalties are enough to buy a house in the center of Mingguang City, and he has already bought it.
When he started the third stage, he moved in with his mother and Yanyan. There was more than enough space in the house.
Chu Yanyan cried herself to sleep, and Shen Qihe then separated Chu Yanyan from her. Looking at her lying on the bed, she had fallen asleep but her lips were still slightly pouting, he stroked her face and then lowered his head to touch Chu's forehead.
Chu Yanyan moved her head, and Shen Qihe let go as if frightened. He took a wet towel and carefully wiped Chu Yanyan's face. Looking at her swollen face, he found some ointment.
After applying the cold ointment on her face, Chu Yanyan felt refreshed and slept more comfortably.
After Chen Yurong came back, she went straight to Grandma Chu's house with a hen in her hand. When she walked in, she saw her son was already in the house.
Shen Qihe took the chicken from his mother's hand and walked into the yard.
"How is Yanyan?" Chen Yurong asked.
"He was crying when I came back, and he's asleep now." Shen Qihe said truthfully.
"Oh, then make some chicken soup to nourish your body." Chen Yurong nodded, but felt a little melancholy. It was already the limit for Grandma Chu to live to over ninety years old, but Yanyan was the only one left.
Judging from the current situation in the room, it seems that neither of them is willing to accept Yanyan. If no one accepts her, she can only live alone.
Seeing Shen Qihe in his school uniform, Chen Yurong reached out to deal with the chicken herself: “Let me do it.”
"It's okay. Go boil some water." Shen Qihe refused his mother's kindness.
"Okay." Chen Yurong couldn't persuade Shen Qihe and went to boil water.
Shen Qihe plucked the hair from the lower end of the chicken's neck, took a kitchen knife, and cut the chicken's neck. Blood immediately flowed out, and he used a bowl to collect the blood.
After the water on Chen Yurong's side boiled, she poured it into a bucket and took it out.
They put the chicken into a bucket of hot water, rolled it for about a minute, took it out, and started plucking its feathers.
"mom."
"Ahe."
The mother and son looked up at each other at the same time, wanting to speak in unison.
Shen Qihe let his mother speak first: “You speak first.”
Chen Yurong nodded. "Ah He, Yanyan is still young, and it's not easy for her to live alone. Mom has some savings, so she can take Yanyan in. I just want to ask you, do you agree to this?"
Shen Qihe smiled, not expecting his mother to have similar ideas to his own: "Of course I agree, but it will be a bit hard for you."
Hearing Shen Qihe agree, Chen Yurong kept smiling: “It’s not hard, Yanyan is very well behaved.”
"When I'm not around, you shouldn't take the night shift anymore. I've made a lot of money through other legitimate channels, and I can currently support you and Yanyan," Shen Qihe said. He would make more money when his age was no longer a restriction.
"Okay." Chen Yurong agreed readily, but she didn't care in her heart.
Shen Qihe knew that his mother didn't believe it, so he stopped talking and decided to take them to see it with their own eyes when the time comes.
In addition to buying chickens, Chen Yurong also bought other vegetables, including carrots, which Chu Yanyan liked to eat.
Chu Yanyan was awakened by the smell of food. He opened his eyes drowsily and murmured, "Grandma."
After a while, I suddenly realized that grandma was gone.
He looked down at his changed clothes, got out of bed, walked out in his slippers, opened the door and saw Aunt Chen and Shen Qihe busy in the kitchen. He thought he had walked into the wrong room, turned around and looked into the room. It was the room he lived in.
At this time, Shen Qihe came out with a dish. Seeing that Chu Yanyan had woken up, he put down the dish and walked over: "Are you hungry?"
"I'm hungry." Chu Yanyan answered honestly.
"Go sit on the stool first, the food will be ready soon." Shen Qihe said.
"Brother, why are you back? Isn't today Friday?" Chu Yanyan expressed his doubts.
Shen Qihe smiled dotingly: “If I don’t come, will you see my Yanyan alone and helpless?”
Chu Yanyan pursed his lips, tears flashed in his eyes again. He was worried that he would cry in front of Shen Qihe again, so he pushed Shen Qihe away: “I’ll go wash my face first.”
Shen Qihe was pushed aside, looked at the person who ran away, smiled, and walked into the kitchen to continue helping.
At night.
It was pitch black outside the house, with only the light inside the house on.
The three of them sat on stools around the dining table.
With Chen Yurong and Shen Qihe helping themselves, Chu Yanyan's bowl was filled with meat and vegetables. He looked at the small mountain of food and frowned, "Stop helping me. I can't finish it."
Chen Yurong chuckled: "Yanyan, eat slowly, there's no rush."
Chu Yanyan picked up a few pieces of meat and put them in Chen Yurong’s bowl: “Auntie Chen, you should eat more too.”
"Okay." Chen Yurong nodded.
As soon as Chu Yanyan finished speaking, she received a look of grievance.
Shen Qihe said, "Yanyan picked it up for my mother, why not for your dear brother?"
Hearing this, Chu Yanyan picked up her favorite fried carrot slices and put them in Shen Qihe's bowl, staring at Shen Qihe: "Brother, I'll give them to you."
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