Yan Zixiu's back stiffened for a moment, but he did not choose to turn around. Instead, he pretended not to hear these words and went straight to the kitchen with Xie Chongyun in his arms.

When passing by the restaurant, he picked up a children's dining chair and put it next to the cooking table.

"Xiaobao, sit down obediently. Second brother is going to cook."

Yan Zixiu bent down and prepared to put him down. Unexpectedly, Xie Chongyun hugged his neck and refused to let go.

"Sister-in-law hasn't been back for a long time. Don't sit down. Hold her."

Seeing this, Jing Shaoci stepped forward and said cautiously: "Yan..."

Yan Zixiu raised his eyes and glared at him coldly, but his expression scared Xie Chongyun so much that he let go of his hand.

When Gu Shiyi and Li Fengzhi quietly opened the door, Yin Qinghe had already pulled Xie Chence to stand on the second floor and peeked.

At this time, Jing Shaoci was holding Xie Chongyun, following Yan Zixiu who was cooking noodles.

After seeing this scene, Gu Shiyi said heartbrokenly: "My brother is so pitiful. The way he holds Xiaobao looks like he is bringing a child to find a scumbag to be responsible..." Before

he finished speaking, Yin Qinghe, Xie Chence and Li Fengzhi all turned their heads to look at him.

Gu Shiyi quickly made a horizontal zipper gesture to indicate that he was shutting up.

The four of them secretly watched for a while. Yan Zixiu cooked noodles seriously throughout the whole process and didn't even look at Jing Shaoci.

Gu Shiyi is a chatterbox and it is impossible for him to hold back.

Less than five minutes later, he poked Li Fengzhi's waist and whispered, "Wife, in your opinion, does Brother Yan still love my brother?"

Li Fengzhi frowned slightly, thought carefully for a while and nodded.

Gu Shiyi immediately leaned his face over, "So what do you think, should we still match them up like before?"

Yin Qinghe didn't know what happened in the past three years. When he heard this, he immediately turned around and said, "Tell me about it."

Gu Shiyi saw that even Brother Yan's master was excited, and immediately said excitedly, "For example, make Brother Yan jealous or something." As soon as

the voice fell, except for Xie Chence, the three people shuddered at the same time.

Li Fengzhi stuttered, "No, it's not appropriate."

I don't know why, seeing Jing Shaoci jealous, they have a sense of expectation in their hearts.

But when they thought of Yan Zixiu being jealous, they inexplicably felt a sense of devastation.

Yin Qinghe pondered for a few seconds and said, "When a stinky boy gets jealous, he tends to resolve his love rival. When my Xiaowu gets jealous, he will resolve it 90% of the time..."

Although he didn't finish his words, everyone knows how to fill in the blanks.

Gu Shiyi hissed and hurriedly said, "This idea won't work. Let's try another one."

Yin Qinghe smacked his lips and thought about it, then suddenly snapped his fingers and said, "I got it! Why don't I poison Jing Shaoci? Xiaowu is the softest, and he will definitely stay to take care of it."

Li Fengzhi was shocked, "Yin, Uncle Yin, this is even more inappropriate, right?" Gu Shiyi

was stunned when he heard it from the side. How could he walk towards the underworld while talking?

Xie Chence also felt that it was not appropriate, so he thought for a moment and said, "Xiao He, you call for rain, the bigger the better."

Ten minutes later, the egg, tomato and salt noodles came out of the pot.

Although Xie Chongyun was not hungry, he smelled the fragrance, especially since it was made by Yan Zixiu, so he became a little greedy.

"Sister-in-law, I want to eat noodles too."

Yan Zixiu said "hmm", and then found a small bowl.

It was almost time to go to bed, so he only put two mouthfuls in the small bowl and let Xie Chongyun taste it.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, big brother is hungry too..."

Suddenly, a huge flash of light suddenly passed by, illuminating the entire night sky as if tearing through the darkness.

What followed was the rumbling of thunder, and heavy rain suddenly poured down.

Xie Chongyun was so scared that he buried himself in Jing Shaoci's arms and cried loudly: "Wow... I will never... tell lies again..."

A certain child thought that he said his brother was hungry, and because of the lie, Uncle God suddenly got angry.

Jing Shaoci hurriedly coaxed Xie Chongyun, while Yan Zixiu made a seal with his right hand and looked out the window.

After a while, the rain stopped abruptly and the thunderclouds dispersed.

Yin Qinghe, who was standing in front of the window on the second floor at this time: ?_??

Gu Shiyi looked confused and asked, "Huh? Why did the rain stop?"

Yan Zixiu patted Xie Chongyun's back gently and coaxed, "With my second brother here, nothing will happen."

Xie Chongyun raised his face and sobbed, "Really, really, second brother?"

Yan Zixiu just nodded, and a lightning bolt that illuminated the sky suddenly struck down.

Two different big hands, one on the left and one on the right, almost covered Xie Chongyun's ears at the same time.

Jing Shaoci found that even if he was just standing face to face with Yan Zixiu, his heart would beat out of control.

But Yan Zixiu didn't want to look him in the eye, so he simply closed his eyes and chanted a spell.

The rain stopped and then stopped, and then the thunder and lightning seemed like God was playing with a camera in his hand.

With the Jing family's old house as the center, everyone living within a few miles felt that the weather tonight was extremely toxic, and some people even called the weather bureau.

Yin Qinghe was exhausted from calling for rain, but fortunately after the fifth time, Yan Zixiu finally stopped.

Xie Chongyun was frightened and fell asleep while crying.

Jing Shaoci took him back to the baby room, and when he went downstairs, Yan Zixiu was no longer in the kitchen.

He glanced upstairs, then secretly picked up the small bowl and slowly ate the noodles that had already cooled down.

When Yan Zixiu brought the noodles to the bedside, Yin Qinghe was still pretending to sleep.

"Master, the noodles are ready."

Yin Qinghe's eyelids twitched twice, and after opening them, he smiled weakly at Yan Zixiu, "Xiao Wu, you've worked hard."

Yan Zixiu glanced out the window meaningfully, but did not reply.

Xie Chence saw that something was wrong and immediately changed the subject, "Xiao He, eat the noodles first, or they will get cold."

"Good."

Yin Qinghe almost spit out her nose when she took the first bite of salted noodles.

The taste of this noodle is like a tomato whose mother has been dead for 49 days, and then a rotten egg brought it back to life with two buckets of soy sauce pickled in primitive society.

In fact, Yan Zixiu didn't do it on purpose, it was just because someone was following him like a ghost when he was cooking, so he didn't pay attention to what seasoning he put in.

"Chen Ce..." Yin Qinghe's voice was trembling with emotion, "This bowl of noodles is Xiaowu's filial piety, you should try it too."

Xie Chence could imagine how bad this bowl of noodles was when he heard his tone, but he still took it without changing his expression, ready to lose his sense of taste.

When Xie Chence picked up the chopsticks, Yin Qinghe suddenly grabbed Yan Zixiu's hand and said, "Xiaowu, it's raining so hard, don't leave tonight."