Chapter 34 Villa
The lights were on. After Yan Zhiyi sent Luo Xiao back to the villa, he returned to the Yan family.
"Good evening, young master. Let me take care of the things." Aunt Xu greeted Yan Zhiyi with a smile. At the same time, she saw that he was holding something in his hand and was ready to take it over.
"Hello, Mrs. Xu. No need. I'll give it to my parents. Where are my parents?" Yan Zhiyi asked.
"The master and the mistress are in the backyard." Aunt Xu replied. Since the young master said he didn't need help, she didn't reach out to carry anything.
"Okay, I'll go to the backyard to find them." Yan Zhiyi said, picked up the things in his hands and went to the backyard.
In their family, the eldest and second brothers are grandfathers, the third is the sister, and the youngest is Lu Qing, who is only two years younger than him. He, the fourth, is the real youngest. His two brothers do not live in the old house, but they will get together at the old house during festivals. He, the youngest, goes back to the old house more often, and his family prefers him more, after all, he is the last born in the family.
His mother had him when she was in her forties, and his father was three or four years older than his mother. Now he is twenty-four and his parents are in their seventies, not young anymore. Naturally, he did not move out and has been living in the old house, spending as much time with his parents as possible.
When Yan Zhiyi arrived at the backyard, his mother was pruning branches of various flowers she was planting, and his father followed her lead and helped clean up the pruned branches.
When they were younger, they used to travel frequently, but now that they are older, they prefer to stay at home, grow flowers and grass, cultivate their character and take care of their bodies.
"Mom and Dad." Yan Zhiyi called softly.
Yan Hong and Sun Sulan turned around at the same time, and seeing that it was their youngest son who had returned, they both smiled lovingly and responded.
"My dear son, you're back. Have you had dinner?" Sun Sulan asked her son.
"I have eaten it, Mom and Dad. This is the pickled cucumbers my friend gave me. Do you and Dad want to try it and see if it's similar to what you had when you went to the countryside before." Yan Zhiyi took the bottle of pickled cucumbers out of the bag and showed it to his parents.
Some time ago, my parents kept talking about how they had eaten delicious pickled cucumbers when they went to the countryside. When he sent Luo Xiao back home today, the other party thanked him for sending him back and gave him the pickled cucumbers he made himself.
Yan Zhiyi remembered that his parents had said they wanted to eat pickled cucumbers, so he took them back.
"Oh? Your friend? Which friend?" Sun Sulan asked.
Because they knew that among the youngest's friends, none of them could cook, let alone make tasty pickles to go with rice.
"One of the people who saved Lu Qing." Yan Zhiyi said.
"It's him. Let me try it. He is younger than you, but he can make pickled cucumbers. I must taste the cooking skills of our granddaughter's savior," Yan Hong said with a smile.
He has always been a serious old man, but his seriousness is not reflected on his youngest son. It is because he was born in his old age that he felt that he and his wife would not be able to love the child for long, so they have always favored him.
When Yan Zhiyi heard his father say he wanted to try it, he unscrewed the cap of the pickled cucumber bottle on the spot.
Mother Xu also brought over chopsticks and a plate. The pickled cucumbers with dark green skin were poured on the elegant plate. They looked very beautiful and appetizing. The taste of the pickled cucumbers also attracted the four people present to unconsciously want to take a bite of them.
Yan Zhiyi didn't expect that the pickled cucumbers would taste so good.
"What a great pickle! Your friend is really skilled at cooking. Let me try it. I can tell from the smell that the pickled cucumber is good!" Sun Sulan couldn't wait to take the chopsticks handed over by Xu Ma and picked up a piece of pickled cucumber.
Her teeth had been bad for a long time at her age, but her dentures worked well and did not affect her eating much. The crispy pickled cucumber burst with its delicious flavor in her mouth and completely conquered her taste buds.
"Hmm, this is delicious, delicious. Xiao Xu, is there any porridge in the kitchen? I want some white porridge with this pickled cucumber." Sun Sulan was completely conquered.
"I'll have a bowl too, do you want one, little one?" Yan Hong asked.
Yan Zhiyi nodded. He felt hungry again after eating the pickled cucumbers.
Mother Xu went to the kitchen. She had to ask the people in the kitchen if there was any porridge.
In fact, she was also a little curious about the taste of the pickled cucumbers, but she stuck to her duty.
In the kitchen, Chef Ren had just taken the white porridge off the stove, ready to drink some when he was hungry. He shouldn't have slept with his belly button uncovered yesterday, and today his stomach felt a little uncomfortable, so he had to drink the white porridge to nourish his stomach.
As soon as Xu Ma arrived, he hurried to greet her.
"Auntie Xu, what would the master and the mistress like to eat?" asked Master Ren.
"Yes, Aunt Xu, what do the master and the mistress want to eat, or what does the young master want to eat? The kitchen has just made barley and lotus seed cake, water chestnut rose cake, and cranberry cookies. How about making some for them for afternoon tea later?" said Master Ren's son.
Their family has served the Yan family for generations. Master Ren’s youngest son is not interested in cooking, but is interested in pastries. His skills are very good no matter whether it is Chinese or Western style.
"You don't need all these, Master Ren, do you have any white porridge? The master, mistress and young master want to eat white porridge." Aunt Xu said.
"White porridge? Oh, isn't that a coincidence? We have it right away. Three bowls, right?" asked Master Ren.
"Yes, three bowls. The young master brought back a bottle of pickled cucumbers. After they tried it in the back garden, they wanted a bowl of white porridge with the pickled cucumbers." Aunt Xu revealed some of what she knew to them.
“Pickled cucumbers? I’ve made it before, but they didn’t seem to like it very much. It seems I still need to learn how to make it from others.” Master Ren said as he scooped porridge from the casserole.
Mother Xu did not respond. She just stopped talking. After all, they were all serving the Yan family, and it would be good for her to sell good food to the chef.
By the time Xu carried the tray and delivered three bowls of porridge to the back garden, the three of them had already eaten a large layer of the pickled cucumbers in the bottle, and they still managed to restrain themselves.
They blew on the slightly hot white porridge, and when it became palatable, they couldn't wait to drink a mouthful of it and eat a bite of pickled cucumber. The three of them looked very satisfied.
Just like their satisfaction, Cheng Chen didn't know how to cook complicated meals when he was dating Lu Qing, but he could cook noodles, fried eggs, and porridge, so he took out Luo Xiao brand handmade pickled cucumbers.
Once Lu Qing started eating, he couldn't stop.
They sent this pickled cucumber by special parcel post, and the postage is more expensive than the pickled cucumber.
But it's worth it.
They praised the pickled cucumbers and ate them happily. Luo Xiao was busy on the rooftop of the villa.
There is a certain distance between his villa and Cheng Chen's, and the layout is similar. Both have three floors on the surface and a basement floor, with their own indoor elevator. There is a built-in sun glass room on the roof of the third floor with a remote control that can be opened or closed at will, and it is also a one-way glass room. Even if you run naked inside and close the glass, people outside cannot see you.
Luo Xiao decided to plant the orchid seedlings on the roof first. He used flower pots to plant the orchid seedlings on the roof. Fortunately, there was an elevator, so it saved a lot of trouble to transport the things he bought, especially the soil, upstairs.
He also needed to assemble the stepped flower pot rack himself, so he first put everything he needed in place, and then filled the humus soil he bought into the flower pots. Working alone didn't affect anything, and he was busy with his hands and feet swiftly.
After adding soil to the flower pots he had bought, he washed his hands at the faucet beside the sink, then took a sip of water from the thermos on the table beside him.
Looking at the mess on the ground made by the soil he had prepared, and the flower pots filled with soil, Luo Xiao put down the water cup and prepared to make persistent efforts to plant all the seedlings and seeds in one go.
When you are busy with something, time always passes very quickly.
After Luo Xiao finished his work, he cleaned the rooftop and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
As for his cell phone, he didn't care about it at all. He wasn't very interested in current cell phones, even if his was the latest model. After all, there was nothing fun about current cell phones. So sometimes he didn't even remember about his cell phone. So, he didn't know that he had countless missed calls on his phone.
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