When the weather got hot, Song Yingwan didn't want to stay in the kitchen. Every time she cooked, she only had enough food for two people. However, her parents and younger brother finally came over today, so she had to prepare a good meal.
With the help of Xie Xi, it went much faster. Squirrel mandarin fish, braised pig's trotters, cold preserved eggs, braised prawns, double pepper chicken and tomato egg soup, five dishes and one soup were ready.
With Song's father and three other grown men here, and Song Yingwan's cooking skills being really good, the entire table was eaten, but not much was left.
After the meal, Chenchen held her belly and said, "Sister, it would be a pity not to open a restaurant with your skills."
Song Yingwan smiled and said, "If you like it, I'll make it for you tomorrow."
Chenchen was so frightened that she waved her hands quickly, "Forget it, let me wait for two days before talking."
When the temperature dropped at night, everyone sat in the yard to enjoy the cool air. When they were renovating the house, Song Yingwan added an extra bathroom outside because he was worried that it wouldn't be enough if there were too many people. It just came in handy now.
Zhang Ru took her clothes to take a shower first, while Xie Ci chatted with Song's father.
Before going to bed, Song Yingwan went to Zhang Ru's room and took a look, worried that there was something uncomfortable with them.
After knocking on the door and hearing voices coming from inside, she went in.
Before he could talk to his daughter alone after arriving, Zhang Ru smiled and pulled Song Yingwan in and said, "Why don't you go to bed earlier?"
"Wanted to come over and see you."
Zhang Ru said happily, "We are fine, it's like home here. Your dad and I will go to bed later."
Song Yingwan smiled, "That's right."
Glancing at the fan placed in the corner, she frowned slightly, "Why don't you bring a fan?"
I just bought one here yesterday thanks to my words, and put one in Zhang Ru and Chenchen's room, just to prevent them from getting hot. Even Song Yingwan didn't think of this.
Zhang Ru: "Your dad and I don't feel hot, so why waste that?"
Song Yingwan said helplessly, "Things are bought for use. If you leave them there, they won't make any money. How can it be called a waste?"
Besides, it was summer, how could it not be hot? She couldn't do without the fan as soon as she entered the room.
After saying that, he walked over and turned on the fan.
Zhang Ru couldn't help but chuckle when she saw her daughter's angry look. She was still acting like a child even after getting married, but she still followed Song Yingwan's words and said, "Okay, listen to my daughter."
Hearing this, Song Yingwan had a smile on her face, and said worriedly, "Don't lock it up while I'm gone. I'll come over to check tomorrow morning."
"I know, I know."
Knowing that they had been riding for two days and had not had much rest, Song Yingwan went back without saying a few words.
Song's father watched her enter the house before closing the door. Zhang Ru sighed, "Wanwan is becoming more and more sensible."
Father Song sat over and held her shoulders, "When the child grows up, he will definitely become sensible."
There was a hint of darkness in Zhang Ru's eyes, "It's just that we went too far..." We couldn't see each other for half a year.
Father Song was silent for a while and comforted, "As long as the child is doing well, besides Xiao Ci, the child is fine."
Zhang Ru glanced at him sideways, "I didn't say anything bad about making small remarks. Isn't this because I miss my daughter?"
Father Song smiled and said, "At worst, I'll take you here a few more times, and it can be regarded as a trip."
Zhang Ru curled her lips and smiled, "If my daughter hadn't been here, would I have expected you to bring me here?"
"...Isn't this because you are busy at work?"
After Song Yingwan returned to her room, Xie Ci was sitting on the bed with a book, reading and waiting. When she went to bed, she glanced at it casually. Good guy, she has already started studying the content for the next semester on her own.
She said quietly, "Can you understand all this?"
"Roughly the same."
His tone was as calm as if he was explaining what he was going to eat tomorrow.
Song Yingwan sighed heavily, feeling very stressed.
After hearing Xie Ci, he turned around and looked over. He immediately understood what she was thinking, and smiled softly, "After all, my baby is so good, and the articles he writes can be published in newspapers, so I must work harder."
In the past, he always called "baby" when he was emotional, and Song Yingwan gradually got used to it, but today when he said it so carelessly, it only felt a little itchy in his ears.
She moved her buttocks and leaned into Xie Ci's arms, her face remained calm, but her heart couldn't help but sweet bubbles rising, "Thank you..."
The latter opened his arms to hug her, and adjusted his posture so that she could lean against him more comfortably.
"Huh?" he responded.
"It's okay, I just wanted to call you."
Xie Xi closed the book and threw it on the table beside the bed. He lowered his eyes and looked at her, "You just call me Xie Ci?"
Song Yingwan was stunned for a moment, raised his head and said, "What's that called?"
She had thought about calling her by another name before, but after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't think of a suitable one. If it was too close, she could only call it twice in the room. She couldn't call her by a small name like her parents.
He thanked her without saying a word, only held her hand and squeezed it gently.
Song Yingwan had teasing eyes and said with a smile, "Then I'll call you Xiao Ci, that's what everyone calls you."
Xie Ci narrowed his eyes and looked at her, "What, you want to be my elder?"
"Can only elders shout?"
"What do you think?!"
"Then... A Ci? No, there's nothing new. Ci Bao? It's no good, you can't shout outside..."
Xie Ci listened to her talking to herself for a long time, then stroked her hair and said helplessly, "Forget it, you can shout how you want."
Song Yingwan's eyes lit up for a moment, then she gently leaned close to his ear and whispered, "...How about quitting my baby...?"
After saying that, the tips of her own ears turned red first.
Xie Ci's eyes flashed for a moment, and his eyes became darker. He tightened his arms slightly and said in a low voice, "Shout again."
Song Yingwan said with a smile in her eyes, "Baby."
"Shout again."
"Quit baby."
"Shout again."
"...Sign up baby."
"Shout again."
"Ci... oh, don't touch there, it's so itchy..."
The next day, Xie Xi got up early and went to buy breakfast, which included local specialties, steamed buns, fried dough sticks and the like. There were many varieties, but the portions were very small, just because they were afraid they wouldn't be used to it.
Maybe it was because they were really tired yesterday. Zhang Ru and Father Song didn't get up until they thanked each other for buying breakfast. Zhang Ru paused and said unnaturally, "Look at me, I'm so sleepy today."
Xie Ci smiled lightly, "It's okay, Mom, we don't have to go to work, so it's okay to sleep a little longer."
After saying that, he was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable, so he added, "Wanwan hasn't gotten up yet, so I'll call her first. Mom and dad, you eat first."
Zhang Ru frowned slightly when she saw her expression of thanks, and said to Song's father, "You think our daughter won't be like this every day, right?"
Father Song was not so thoughtful and asked doubtfully, "What kind?"
Zhang Ru looked at him helplessly and said, "Eat yours."
