"You two should eat some too, don't starve."
Song Ma greeted Lu Yanchen and Gu Chen.
Gu Chen and Lu Yanchen nodded.
Grandma Song said, "Xiao Chi used to love this dried meat. You kids should try it too."
Gu Chen and Song Yan looked at the dried meat that Grandma Song placed in front of them and were dazed for a moment.
Since they grew up, no one calls them children anymore.
This home is really warm and there is no intrigue or deception.
"Since you saved our Xiao Chi, we will begrudgingly shut up."
Father Song and Grandpa Song looked at Gu Chen and Lu Yanchen and said.
Father Song specifically warned Lu Yanchen, "If you dare to kiss my son in front of me, I will knock your head off."
This is his final bottom line.
He also knew that his son really liked Lu Yanchen. If he dared to break them up, his wife, son and mother would work together to pin him to the ground and unscrew his skull.
Although he and his father act so majestic outside, in fact, his wife has the final say when he returns home.
When the son grew up, he was ranked first in the family, he was at the bottom, and his father was second to last.
"As for you, if you dare to call my son my son again, I'll beat your teeth."
Father Song looked at Gu Chen warningly.
Gu Chen suppressed his laughter and said nothing.
The son’s father only said that he couldn’t shout, but he didn’t say that he couldn’t kidnap.
"If you want to be my son's husband, you must be able to cook."
As Father Song spoke, he instructed the old housekeeper who was waiting on the side, "Go get him an apron and ask him to help in the kitchen."
"this……"
The old housekeeper subconsciously looked at Song Ma.
Song Ma nodded and said to Lu Yanchen who was sitting on the sofa opposite her with a smile, "Xiao Chi loves to eat, but the food outside is not very clean, so you have to learn how to cook."
"Of course, if you don't know how, you can learn. Mother and I will teach you."
Song Chi, who was being fed by his grandmother, immediately raised his hand and said, "Lu Yanchen can cook. It's delicious."
"Don't protect him, let him go. If he can't cook, what will you eat in the future?"
Song's father took Song Chi's hand, thinking that Song Chi was fooling them.
“He really knows how to cook.”
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, just sit and eat and wait."
Father Song handed the drink to Song Chi, not believing that Lu Yanchen could cook at all.
Lu Yanchen knew that explaining was useless, so he took the apron from the old housekeeper and walked towards the kitchen.
"Why are you still sitting here?"
Father Song and Grandpa Song frowned and looked at Gu Chen who was sitting still.
"I'll go, I'll go."
Gu Chen stood up from the sofa, rolled up his sleeves, raised the corners of his mouth and followed Lu Yanchen.
Anyway, Lu Yanchen didn't need his help, so he just went to wash the vegetables as a token of his consideration.
"You don't have to go, just let them do their own thing." Song Ma stopped Song Yan who was about to get up.
Father Song poured Song Yan a cup of tea and said, "Xiao Chi, thanks to your care these days."
"Xiao Chi is very obedient and usually doesn't require my care."
Grandpa Song, "Xiao Chi rarely clings to someone this much, you don't have to be so modest."
Grandma Song said, "Xiao Chi has been pampered by us since he was little. He has never suffered any hardship. It is really thanks to you that he can return safely this time."
"Last night, you were with Xiao Chi, waiting for the gratitude value to reach 100 million. We all saw it in our dreams."
"We can all see that you and your husband really love our Xiao Chi."
"My son and husband just can't accept it for the time being. We don't mind how you call Xiao Chi in private. Xiao Chi will be loved even more."
Father Song and Grandpa Song, who were sitting nearby, suddenly became very quiet and did not refute.
Gu Chen and Song Yan had made great contributions to their Xiao Chi's return to the real world. How could they really hold a grudge against Gu Chen? They were just unhappy and wanted to vent their anger.
Song Yan also noticed it.
If Song Dad and the others were really angry, they wouldn't just talk about it, they would have used a knife long ago.
Song Chi, who was sitting on the sofa eating snacks, was dumbfounded: No, no one wants to listen to my opinion?
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