Perhaps it's because they've lived with the Yan family for a while and have gotten used to living under the same roof as Young Master Yan.
Yan Shao carried Zizai to take a bath, and Zhu Qianying helped him drag his luggage into Zizai's bedroom.
Ten minutes later, Yan Shao came out carrying Zizai, who was wrapped in a towel.
"Ying'er, help Zizai get dressed, I'm going to take a shower." Yan Shao, who was soaking wet himself, stood at the bathroom door and beckoned Zhu Qianying over.
Zhu Qianying walked over and took her son, who was still fast asleep, turned around and put him on the bed, clicking her tongue in disapproval.
"This little pig can really sleep!"
Yan Shao was squatting in front of his suitcase taking out clothes, his back to her, when he spoke.
"What can we do? Our little one has a mommy who can sleep like a log anytime, anywhere!"
Zhu Qianying coughed twice in response to Yan Shao's clearly amused teasing.
"That proves I'm healthy, which is why I can sleep well."
Yan Shao stood up, clutching his change of clothes, and smiled at her. "Yes, a son needs to eat and sleep well to grow tall! You need to eat and sleep well to stay healthy!"
Zhu Qianying burst out laughing and rolled her eyes at her. "Get lost! If you wake Zizai up, you're responsible for putting him back to sleep!"
Yan Shao shrugged. "Why would a son need to be coaxed? You don't know, when he first came back, he would pester me to tell him stories every night before he would go to sleep, but by the time I finished showering, he was already fast asleep!"
Back then, Zai Zai often played pranks on him, but this one prank, which was trying to get him to tell him stories, failed time and time again.
Zhu Qianying couldn't help but laugh and agree, "That's true. In the past, he would pester me to tell him stories, but every time, I would only get to the beginning of the story before I could hear him snoring."
After Zhu Qianying finished speaking, she saw Yan Shao standing outside the bathroom door with his clothes in his arms, listening to her with a smile. So she waved to him, signaling him to go take a shower.
"Didn't you say you had to get up early tomorrow? Go take a shower and go to bed early."
Yan Shao obediently turned around, his hand on the doorknob, then suddenly remembered something and turned to ask Zhu Qianying, "Ying'er, can you make me a bowl of noodles?"
Zhu Qianying was covering her son with a blanket when she turned to look at him in surprise, "You didn't have dinner?"
Yan Shao nodded.
Zhu Qianying frowned. "Are you stupid? Why didn't you say so on the way here? Or you could have told me when you came to pick us up, and I could have gotten you a takeout from the restaurant!"
Young Master Yan blinked innocently, "I forgot..."
But in truth, it wasn't that Young Master Yan had forgotten; it was simply that he didn't want to eat those kinds of food outside.
"Okay, go take a shower, I'll cook for you. Besides noodles, what else do you want to eat?"
Since Zhu Qianying was so lenient, Young Master Yan certainly couldn't let this opportunity slip by. He thought about it carefully before speaking.
"The braised goose wings you made the other day tasted good, do you have any left?"
Zhu Qianying wasn't too sure about that. "I'll go check. If you don't have it, I'll just get you something you usually like to eat, okay?"
That's absolutely amazing!
Yan Shao thought this to himself, but he simply replied with a faint, "Alright!"
Zhu Qianying walked into the kitchen, and Chen Jing followed her in. Seeing her daughter rummaging through the refrigerator, she assumed she wanted to heat up some milk and asked with concern.
"Ying'er, aren't you full?"
Zhu Qianying didn't even turn her head. "It wasn't me. It was Young Master Yan who didn't have dinner."
Chen Jing was also surprised. "It's already past ten o'clock, and he hasn't had dinner yet? Is his stomach not very good? Why didn't you say so earlier? I would have cooked it for him and left it there!"
These past few days, Zhu Qianying has been very busy. Chen Jing's opening of the shop is entirely thanks to the help of Yan Shao and Uncle Hai, which has allowed Chen Jing to prepare for her role as head chef in an orderly manner.
After these past few days, Yan Shao's position in her heart has become even closer to that of a son-in-law. Now she no longer sees Yan Shao as the aloof and unapproachable Yan Shao, but rather as the father of her grandson and the best candidate for her eldest daughter's husband.
In short, she already considered Yan Shao as her junior. These past few days, when Yan Shao came over for meals, she even took the initiative to call him to ask what he wanted to eat, and then she would specially prepare it for him in advance.
These changes actually accumulated little by little in daily interactions. No one felt it was abrupt, and everyone accepted these changes calmly.
"Mom, didn't you make an appointment to pick out seafood early tomorrow morning? Go to sleep. I'm just going to cook him some noodles. It won't take much time. Besides, I can rest for half a day tomorrow and sleep in."
Cheng Ye had arranged to play golf with friends early tomorrow morning. He originally wanted to invite Zhu Qianying to come along, but Zhu Qianying, concerned about her safety, only said she was a little tired and wanted to rest. So, Cheng Ye told her to rest for half a day and go back to the shop in the afternoon.
Chen Jing couldn't argue with her daughter, and besides, she could understand. Young people, cooking a bowl of noodles for each other is more than just noodles; it's love too!
Of course, it was actually Zizai, that clever little devil, who told her this.
So as not to disturb her daughter and Yan Shao, Chen Jing went straight back to her bedroom to watch TV.
When Yan Shao came out of the shower, he saw steaming noodles on the dining table, as well as five or six goose wings on a plate.
But there was no one in the kitchen or living room.
It seems that after Zhu Qianying cooked the noodles for him, she went to take a bath.
Yan Shao sat in the not-so-large dining room, eating the most ordinary noodles, yet he ate with exceptional relish.
When he first learned that Zhu Qianying wanted to buy this unit, he complained that it was too small, like a cramped apartment.
But now, he has developed a sense of attachment to this apartment, whose total area is smaller than his bedroom. Even sitting in this narrow dining room, he doesn't feel cramped, but rather feels that the place is filled with a warm atmosphere.
As usual, he slowly finished his noodles, picked up the bowl, and drank all the broth.
Don't assume he's become frugal now; his habit of drinking the noodle soup only applies to noodles cooked by Zhu Qianying.
Because he knew that the soup Zhu Qianying used to cook noodles was carefully prepared and tasted no worse than a slow-cooked soup, so, he started to drink the soup clean after eating noodles, just like Zhu Qianying and Zizai.
After finishing the soup, he began to eat the goose wings on the plate.
"I thought you wouldn't like this kind of food!"
Zhu Qianying, who had just finished showering, saw him tearing apart a goose wing with great relish, so she smiled and walked over, dragging a chair to sit down opposite him.
"I didn't eat them much before, but after trying one the other day, I thought they tasted pretty good!"
Zhu Qianying had already brushed her teeth while taking a shower, but seeing how delicious the food was, she couldn't resist picking one up and taking a bite.
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