Chapter 46 More Than Forty-Six
As a courtesy, after Chen Yun finished making lunch, she also gave Song Fenglin a portion.
As soon as she entered the kitchen, she felt her body temperature rising sharply. If she hadn't turned around to look at her hungry children, she would have given up and ordered takeout.
But her motherly love was gone even though she was sweating profusely. She simply mixed the seaweed and rice, and mixed the boiled beef and vegetables with some seasonings.
It may seem a bit perfunctory for children, but it is just right for people who want to lose weight.
Song Fenglin's portion had extra meat slices, almost popping out when the lid was opened.
Maybe it was due to the weather, the food was still warm when he took it in his hand, which warmed his heart. He sent a message to his wife: [No need to make a fat-reducing meal for me]
Chen Yun didn't do it on purpose.
She had bought a lot of vegetables, ready to cook them for the children when her mother returned home. Unfortunately, she was not the type of person who could stay in the kitchen for long, so she gave up without hesitation.
But it didn't stop her from thinking she was already a master in the kitchen, and she used her father as a positive example to teach him: "Look for yourself, my father's attitude is what a person who only eats and doesn't cook should have."
Chen Xingyue picked at the seaweed in the rice and muttered softly, "Of course Daddy won't say anything bad about Mommy."
She was raised to be a picky eater by her grandmother, and every meal was not only delicious but also well presented. Now that she has gone from extravagant to extremely frugal, she is totally unable to adapt.
To be honest, Chen Yun was much more spoiled than her when she was little, but she didn't think it was bad for her to be so picky: "We'll have grilled chicken wings tonight, so let's do this for lunch."
Chicken wings are attractive, but mother's power is even greater.
Chen Xingyue only dared to mutter to herself, and even cleaned up the bottom of the bowl.
Only after she finished her meal did she feel like her summer vacation had finally come, and she dragged her brother to play house.
Chen Xinyang's already limited hair was tied into countless small buns, and pink hairpins were arranged in a large group on his head. It was so gorgeous that others couldn't bear to look at it, but he was still grinning foolishly.
After Chen Yun cleaned up the dining table and went to the living room to take a look, she simply didn't want to admit that these were all her biological children.
She shifted her gaze and fixed it on the dust on the TV cabinet.
Housework is something that is difficult to stop once you start it, and it feels uncomfortable to look at the floor after wiping the cabinets.
Chen Yun was rarely diligent. She kept running around inside and outside. When the sun was about to set, she lay down on the sofa and didn't want to move a finger.
Little did she know that Chen Xinyang had been staring at her mother for a long time, and immediately came over like an octopus: "Mom, I want to go downstairs to ride a bike."
Children cannot live without outdoor time, so now is the time to go out for a walk.
Chen Yun had an idea and yawned: "Then ask your sister if she has finished reading the book."
Chen Xinyang rushed into the study, but stopped in time. He didn't try to stop his mother, but asked in a rather servile manner, "Sister, do you want to go downstairs to play?"
Chen Xingyue doesn’t know many words, so her extracurricular reading materials are mainly illustrated ones, which are thin volumes.
She didn't even look up: "Wait until I finish reading."
Chen Xinyang waited very obediently, not daring to move his feet. '
It was only after Chen Yun heard no noise and barely got up from the sofa that she "rescued" him.
The brother and sister fought at least eight hundred times in that afternoon, and the sister won every time with her natural advantage.
Chen Xinyang is now like a little quail, hugging his mother's thighs: "Mom, don't disturb my sister~"
Chen Yun could hardly hear why he didn't speak close to someone's ear.
She poked her son's useless little face and asked, "How many pages are left of the stars?"
Chen Xingyue quickly put away the book and said, "I've finished reading it."
It seemed that she was deliberately pinching her brother. Chen Yun also pinched her daughter's face and said, "Go to the bathroom before going out."
The mother prepared tissues, sweat towels, water cups, snacks, and stuffed all the miscellaneous things into the canvas bag. She felt exhausted before she even took the first step.
The next second, her "God descended".
Song Fenglin pushed the door open and asked, "Do you want to go out and play?"
Chen Yun nodded heavily, holding on to the last hope: "Is it still hot outside?"
Song Fenglin saw through her intentions, his hand still on the door handle: "I'll take them there."
When Chen Yun was a child, she thought about marrying a hero, but who says that a hero has to save the world?
Her voice was sweet: "Thank you for your hard work."
Song Fenglin couldn't wait to wave his hands and laughed.
By the time the elevator door opened before I had time to go down, the door of my house had already closed.
Chen Xingyue blinked her eyes: "Dad, it seems like we've been kicked out."
Which book did you learn this word from? Song Fenglin: "Do you know what it means to be swept out of the house?"
Chen Xingyue pretended to hold a broom and gestured: "Just like that, sweep it out."
If you put it that way, there doesn't seem to be any problem.
Children only read the literal meaning, so how can they understand the extended meaning in the adult world?
Song Fenglin could only try to explain: "Generally speaking, we only kick people out if they are not allowed to come back."
Chen Xingyue: "Then we are not, we still have to go home for dinner."
And then in a tone of announcing big news: "Mom wants to grill chicken wings!"
She seemed to have eaten it all and slurped her saliva.
Song Fenglin couldn't help laughing.
It was easy for him to feel sentimental about such trivial things, and the lonely figure standing alone many years ago was hidden among the illusions.
No matter what, God has been kind to him.
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As soon as the door was closed, Chen Yun did not hear the little conversation between father and daughter.
She put the children's slippers in order and went into the kitchen to wash rice and cut vegetables, fearing that she would not want to get up from the sofa if she sat on it again.
After working for a while, the phone rang.
She casually wiped her hands on her apron, and it took her a long time to connect the video with her hands covered with water.
Liu Yingxia was about to hang up when she saw her daughter's face: "What are you busy with?"
Chen Yun put the phone on the stand and said to her hand: "Make dinner."
What time is it? Liu Yingxia: "Are you just cutting vegetables?"
When she was at home, she wished she could grind fresh flour for every meal and cook dishes as good as the Manchu Han banquet.
Chen Yun couldn't do it, and said, "It's amazing that you can cut it."
Yes, she has done several jobs since she was young.
Liu Yingxia: "If it doesn't work, just eat takeout."
Then he felt that it was not nutritious enough: "Why don't I go up earlier."
Chen Yun: "No, no, you guys can just play at home."
Question: "Didn't you go to pick peanuts with my aunt? Are you coming back now?"
Thirty or forty years ago, Liu Yingxia hated all agricultural labor.
Now, as long as it is not used as a means of livelihood, she is extremely happy: "It's just two acres of land, and it won't take long to harvest."
Chen Yun had no concept of acres and didn't even know what the peanuts buried in the ground looked like, but that didn't stop her from being willing to communicate with her parents.
The family of three chatted and talked about meaningless things.
Life is not that meaningful. If you count them up, it's all just trivial shit that you keep talking about over and over again.
The details of a piece of gossip may make one's ears calloused, but it is still very interesting.
Liu Yingxia and Chen Yongzhong can be said to have felt like fish in water in their hometown these days. After all, returning home in glory is always glorious.
Chen Yun’s biggest wish is that they are happy every day, and she feels very satisfied after the call.
She hummed a song while cooking, and called her husband and children back at the right time.
It was obvious that Chen Xinyang was dragged back by his father. His mouth was raised when he entered the house.
Song Fenglin sighed helplessly to his wife while his son wasn't looking.
Chen Yun mouthed "It's OK".
Chen Xinyang's palm-sized head was filled with grilled chicken wings.
Chen Xingyue is in the process of changing her teeth, and eats much slower than her brother. Her usually chattering mouth was silent today.
The brother and sister ate with such relish that Chen Yun even suspected that she had evolved into a cooking god.
She asked, “Is it so delicious?”
Song Fenglin ate the least, but was the quickest to say "Yes."
Chen Yun inexplicably recalled what her daughter said at noon, and she poked the rice grains with her chopsticks without saying a word.
Song Fenglin looked at her, wondering where he had said the wrong thing again.
He didn't understand why, even though he always wanted her to be happy, the words he said and the things he did always had the opposite effect.
When he was young, he believed that there was a formula for all difficult problems, and he believed that those who worked hard would have good results.
He drank about a hundred or eighty bowls of chicken soup and eventually achieved "success" in a broad social sense.
However, in an invisible place, he was standing alone on a pavilion, and he would fall heavily if the wind blew or the rain fell.
It is self-evident who holds the rope that can pull him, but one does not want to delve into it.
Who said that there are people in the world who are greedy for this kind of life? She is not the only one.
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