The sun shone on his face, his eyes and eyebrows were handsome, and a sentence suddenly popped up in Chu Xia's mind, "Standing like a delicate orchid and a jade tree, smiling like the bright moon in one's arms. He is so charming and unique, there is no other in the world."

Cen Zhengnian, who was even more stunning than in the photo, appeared in front of her? !

Chu Xia blinked and realized that this was a real person. Her first reaction was: Why is he back? Didn't he say he was busy with work?

The second reaction was: He is her husband, how can she get along with him naturally?

They are husband and wife, not a simple relationship of boss and subordinate, they have to sleep in the same bed!

Chu Xia suddenly felt a little flustered. Although she had seen many naked cadaver teachers, she had never been in love or slept with a man!

Her mind was in a mess, and she prepared herself mentally: Why panic? They were sleeping together, and considering Cen Zhengnian's appearance and character, she would not be at a disadvantage.

Just when Chuxia was thinking about all these messy things in her mind. Cen Zhengnian looked at the person in front of him, a little bit unrecognizable, and he spoke hesitantly: "Chuxia?"

"It's me." No matter what she thought in her heart, Chuxia's face was still normal, her attitude was not very cold, nor was it very enthusiastic.

Today's weather was neither cold nor hot. Chuxia wore a retro red shirt with puff sleeves and a pair of loose jeans. The bottom of the pants was rolled up twice, revealing a little ankle. She wore a pair of white Huili sneakers on her feet, and her hair was all tied up.

She now looks energetic and fashionable. She has gained a lot of weight in more than a month. She has changed a lot compared to the last photo taken. The difference from the original owner is even greater. It is normal that Cen Zhengnian did not recognize her at first sight.

If Chuxia had not seen Cen Zhengnian's photo, she would not have recognized him at first sight.

Cen Zhengnian was very regretful when he said it. What would she think if he did not recognize her immediately after not coming back for four years and saw the photo?

He really performed too badly.

Chuxia walked to the door at this time, holding the key in one hand and was about to open the door. Cen Zhengnian stretched out his empty hand: "Let me carry the things."

Chuxia confirmed that it was inconvenient to open the door with one hand, so she put the bamboo basket in his hand without hesitation.

Cen Zhengnian breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

Entering the house, Cen Zhengnian held the basket of shrimps and looked at the room silently.

The house was still the same one he had when he got married, but the furnishings inside had changed a lot.

The wall used to be empty, but now there were several photos hanging on it. The thin linen rope was nailed to the wall, and the photos were casually clipped on it, not arranged in any particular shape, but they looked very nice.

On the windowsill stood a round-bellied earthenware pot, with a few chrysanthemums and a few weeds that looked like they were picked from the roadside randomly inserted.

On the table in the middle stood a transparent flat-mouthed bottle, with a whole bunch of chrysanthemums inserted in it, big and small, red and yellow, and they were blooming vigorously at this time.

In addition to these, there were many more things in the house, clean and elegant curtains, a green checkered tablecloth on the table, a refrigerator against the wall, a TV, and textbooks, reference books, and papers randomly placed on the table.

All these made Cen Zhengnian feel the taste of home, which was a different feeling from his cold dormitory.

He couldn't help but relax and recalled the memories of living in this room before.

He put the shrimp basket in the corner under the window, where there were some other dishes.

After putting the shrimps away, Cen Zhengnian put the big suitcase in his hand on the ground. Chuxia noticed that he came back with only this suitcase in his hand, which should be all his luggage.

"I brought some things for you and Anan. This exercise book is for you, see if you can use it."

Cen Zhengnian half-knelt on the ground, opened the big suitcase, picked up a reddish-brown soft leather notebook on the top, and handed it to Chuxia.

Chuxia looked at him, hesitated and took the exercise book.

She opened the first page, and there were two words written on it: mathematics.

Flipping through the pages further, they were all handwritten questions. The handwriting was from the same person, and it was a whole book, with math, physics, and chemistry.

The majority of them were physics questions. Chu Xia only remembered that she had mentioned in the letter that she might not do well in physics.

Chu Xia looked up at Cen Zhengnian, who was taking out dried fruits and meat, two wooden toys, and a wooden box with unknown contents. Chu

Xia had seen Cen Zhengnian's copybook, and the words on the exercise book were the same as those on the copybook. This was written by Cen Zhengnian himself, but he was not prepared to say it.

"Did you write this yourself?" Chu Xia asked him directly.

Cen Zhengnian hummed, and was still taking things out of the suitcase. They were all for her and An An. He only had a few pitiful clothes in it.

Chuxia flipped through the exercise book, and every question she saw was a classic question type that high school students have to take now. Where did he find the time to write them?

She thought so, and asked so.

"The train ride is long, and I thought it might be useful to you, so I wrote it." He looked at Chuxia and smiled. His tone was very natural, and he didn't mean to take credit.

But Chuxia could feel the heavy weight of this exercise book. She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, but she did have a lot more favorable impression of Cen Zhengnian.

Chuxia continued to flip through it. The more she looked at it, the more she liked this exercise book, and she couldn't wait to start writing.

She knew that Cen Zhengnian was a genius, but she still admired him for being able to write such a exercise book in just a few days. After all, he had been away from high school for many years.

She had a wild idea. If Cen Zhengnian could no longer do scientific research, he could write exercises and sell them. He could probably make a lot of money.

Chuxia resisted the urge and forced herself to put down the exercises. She went to the inner room to pour two cups of water and handed one to Cen Zhengnian.

There were two tender green mint leaves floating in the water. She took a sip and the unique cool taste of mint instantly filled her mouth, making her feel refreshed.

Chuxia drank the tea and asked Cen Zhengnian, "When did you arrive? Why didn't you call to tell me in advance?"

Cen Zhengnian took the teacup, looked at the mint in the water and said, "I was in a hurry to get back and didn't have time to call."

When Cen Zhengnian heard that he had a vacation, he immediately started to pack his things. He had to buy things to take home, bring gifts to his wife and son, and buy tickets.

When he got on the train, he remembered that he had forgotten to call his wife and to tell his parents.

He took a sip of tea, and the coolness of the mint washed away the fatigue of sitting on the train for so long. He couldn't help but drink a few more sips.

Seeing him drink, Chuxia pointed at the mint leaves in the cup, smiled more and said, "Do you know where these mint leaves come from?"

Cen Zhengnian thought about it, but to no avail, and said honestly: "I don't know. But the mint leaves are very fresh, they should have been picked just now."

Chuxia's smile got bigger: "Of course they are fresh, An An planted them by himself, and they are on the windowsill in the back room. Don't tell him that I picked them."

Cen Zhengnian was stunned for a moment, looked into Chuxia's eyes, chuckled softly, lowered his head and took another sip and said: "I drank it too, I won't tell him."

It's so unfair! He said such words with such a handsome face, Chuxia felt her face was a little hot.

She immediately stood up and said: "I'll go cook." She wanted to escape from this atmosphere immediately.

She walked out and stood by the coal stove for a while, her mind cleared up, and she remembered that she was going to make shrimps today, but she didn't take anything out. She was a little annoyed that she didn't have enough self-control.

But she still had to go back to get it.

Chuxia went back into the house and saw Cen Zhengnian sitting at the table, drinking mint water leisurely and flipping through her math book.

She suddenly felt angry. She was thinking about this and that. The instigator was still so calm. It was so unfair! She couldn't help but walked over and closed the book.

Cen Zhengnian looked at her with an inquiring look. Chuxia said righteously: "We want to eat shrimp today. You go pick the shrimp threads."

Cen Zhengnian drank the water in the cup, put down the cup, stood up and said: "Okay."

There was no excuse or refusal, nor was there any reluctance. He even stood up and walked to the corner of the wall to pick up the shrimp basket with a gentle smile on his face.

Cen Zhengnian remembered the location of the washroom. Chuxia gave him a basin and a pair of scissors, and asked him to put the shrimps with the strips picked out into the basin.

"Okay." When Chuxia was talking, Cen Zhengnian listened carefully the whole time, nodded and said "Okay", without any impatience.

The anger rising in Chuxia's heart slowly disappeared.

Living with a man with Cen Zhengnian's temper, you probably can't even have a quarrel. He is too gentle and not aggressive at all.

In fact, Chuxia was wrong. If she had seen him at work, she would not say that.

Cen Zhengnian was extremely strict at work. He was strict not only with outsiders, but also with himself. If the data was wrong, he would calculate and experiment over and over again until it was right.

If a staff member made a mistake due to carelessness, he would criticize them severely, regardless of whether they were male or female, and he was not soft-hearted at all. It was common for him to scold people until they cried.

As for female colleagues who had a crush on him, as long as he noticed it, his attitude was to distance himself and reject them very firmly, leaving no room for them to have any hope.

The people in the base both respected and feared Cen Zhengnian.

Away from work, Cen Zhengnian was actually quite easy to talk to. It was just that those people were afraid and hid when they saw him, and did not dare to talk to him much.

In the washroom, Cen Zhengnian took out the first shrimp from the basket. He followed Chuxia's instructions, cut off the shrimp head with scissors, and gently pulled it out when he saw the black line.

It was also the first time for him to do such a thing. At first he was very careful, for fear of doing it wrong and ruining the shrimp.

Later, his technique became more and more skilled, and he also mastered how to make the shrimp thread continuous and quickly pulled out.

Today, the sisters and aunts who were washing vegetables and clothes in the bathroom on the second floor arrived at the bathroom door and saw the handsome Cen Zhengnian inside. They were all stunned.

"Who is this? He looks a little familiar."

"Such a good-looking person, I think only Chu Xia's husband looks like this."

"Yes, yes, I also think he looks like Chu Xia's husband, I thought I remembered it wrong."

Although everyone said so, these people still didn't dare to recognize him. They even spoke in a very low voice, and the previous teasing and quarreling were gone. While washing things, they would look at Cen Zhengnian from time to time.

Young daughters-in-law were too embarrassed to look directly, so they just took a few sneak peeks, but older aunts and grandmothers were not shy, and looked openly.

Such a good-looking person is rare in the family compound.

"Little Cen?" It was not until Sister Li came in and saw Cen Zhengnian that she recognized him at a glance. Sister

Li used to help the original owner often. When An An was one year old, Cen Zhengnian came back. The original owner was not very good at taking care of the child. Sister Li came every day to see if there was anything she could help with, and she had a deep impression of Cen Zhengnian.

"It's me, Sister Li." Cen Zhengnian also remembered Sister Li. Like Cen Huaian, he had a photographic memory.

He was grateful to Sister Li. Cen Zhengnian also remembered that Sister Li had helped their family a lot, so his attitude towards Sister Li was no longer distant like that towards others, but close.

"Oh, it's really Xiao Cen! Chu Xia has been looking forward to seeing you back for a long time! I was wondering why I heard the magpie singing today, your return is such a great thing!"

Sister Li's words were also very likable, without any flattery, she was just really happy for Cen Zhengnian's return and Chu Xia's happiness.

The smile on Cen Zhengnian's face became even more sincere: "Thank you, Sister Li. Chu Xia told me that you have taken care of her and An An over the years."

Cen Zhengnian spoke slowly and sincerely, and anyone who listened to him would feel comfortable, and Sister Li was no exception.

Her face suddenly smiled like a sunflower, and even her eyes were about to disappear: "We are all neighbors, we should help each other, what's there to thank for!"

"Okay." Cen Zhengnian nodded. The shrimps had just been processed, so he made way, nodded politely to Sister Li and said, "I'll be at home these few days, just call me if you need anything."

"Okay, okay!" Sister Li responded loudly, watching Cen Zhengnian's leaving back. He was completely different from the men in the family compound, tall, upright, gentle and elegant, and carrying a shrimp basket or a basin did not damage his temperament in the slightest.

She couldn't help but sigh and say to the people around her: "Chu Xia really married a good man!"

Others also felt the same way: "Yes, like my husband, he won't even help me when the oil bottle falls over, let alone help me wash vegetables and cook."

"That's right, he gets angry when I say something to him, saying that sweeping the floor and cooking are not men's jobs!"

"Xiao Cen is much more capable than them. He is also washing shrimps, so how can it not be a man's job?"

...

When Cen Zhengnian came back with the shrimps, Chu Xia had almost finished steaming the rice, and at this time, Cen Huaian also went home from school.

So when Cen Zhengnian entered the house and was about to tell Chu Xia that he had picked out the shrimp threads, he looked up and saw Cen Huaian sitting with his back to him.

He sat very straight, with his back straight, holding a pencil and writing something on a piece of paper. On his left hand side, there was a square wooden box about 30 cm long, and in the box were money of various colors.

Cen Zhengnian stood at the door for a moment and dared not move, feeling homesick.

He knew An An's attitude towards him from the phone, and he missed An An very much. He wanted to walk over and touch his head, and ask him what he was writing like a normal father and son. Was the money in the box the money he had just earned today?

But he didn't dare, for he was afraid to see Cen Huaian's resentful eyes.

Chu Xia was sitting facing the door, and she knew it as soon as Cen Zhengnian came in, but she didn't say anything, waiting for Cen Zhengnian to speak.

After waiting for a long time, she saw him looking at An An with complicated eyes, not saying a word, standing there like a door god, she couldn't help it.

"An An, your father is back."