The happy atmosphere came to an abrupt end when we got off the bus.
Because Gu Juncheng was running out of the house, looking anxious and hurried.
He and they bumped into each other at the gate of the courtyard.
Gu Juncheng's face was dark blue, and he even gasped slightly, "Where... did you go?"
Then he saw Zhiyuan holding the palm bead and quickly took it.
Zhangzhu looked at her father in his arms, then at her mother and the others, clapped her hands, and frowned: "Why are you all silent? They were talking so lively just now."
It was indeed very lively, so lively that even taxi drivers joined in. The grand prize was to teach them how to make authentic dim sum, because the cousin of his father's brother's daughter's father-in-law had worked as a chef in the capital's largest Western Hotel...
But now, the excitement has stagnated.
"Come in quickly, are you tired?" Gu Juncheng held the palm beads in one hand and wanted to support Lin Qingping with the other hand, but he found that his second sister was staring at him fiercely and had no intention of letting go of her sister's hand. At least she withdrew her hand embarrassedly.
After entering the house, Gu Juncheng took the initiative to go to the kitchen to cook.
In the past, the cooking was mainly done by the second sister and Gu Youlian, while Gu Juncheng took care of the children. Today, Gu Youlian did not come, so Gu Juncheng took the initiative to go, and the second sister did not go to help.
Lin Qingping felt mentally and physically fine today. As soon as the food was served, she got up and went to the kitchen. Although the joyful atmosphere she had on the way home was gone, she still had to make pumpkin pie.
"Mom, let me help you." Zhiyuan followed her into the kitchen.
"What do you need my help with? I'll go!" Gu Juncheng said.
In the end, Gu Juncheng stepped into the kitchen before Zhiyuan.
Lin Qingping turned around and was about to chase him out, but inadvertently noticed a long black hair on his shoulder.
He was not in the army, so he didn't usually wear a uniform. Today he was wearing a white round-neck T-shirt, and the hair on his shoulder was particularly conspicuous.
"I just have too much hair. It's always getting tangled here or there. It's really annoying..." A soft and delicate voice sounded in Lin Qingping's ears.
She stared at the shiny black hair, and then thought of her hairless head with a hat on. Suddenly, her ears and head began to buzz...
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