Lu Xingchen When I woke up again, I was lying on the warm quilt, with a big warm hand kneading and massaging my sore waist.
He said in a hoarse voice, "What time is it?"
Huo Chuyun kissed his forehead and said, "It's past four o'clock. They're making dumplings downstairs. Do you want to go? Or should you sleep a little longer?"
Lu Xingchen thought for a moment, then sat up and said, "Go, Maternal Grandfather Grandma, what stuffing did it have?"
"When you turn on the floor heating, you have to put on your clothes first." Huo Chuyun took out a new set of long-sleeved trousers from the closet.
"Don't worry, we have your favorite leek and egg stuffing. Last year, we had pickled pork, corn and shrimp, carrot and beef..."
Lu Xingchen took the clothes and put them on. The more he listened, the more he wanted to drool, "Brother Chu, I'm hungry."
Huo Chuyun put on some clothes casually and took his hand, "If you're hungry, I'll give you something to eat first."
"Okay." Lu Xingchen intertwined their fingers with him and asked curiously, "Brother Chu, let me tell you something, why didn't you, a movie star like you, go to the New Year's Eve party?"
Huo Chuyun laughed and said, "Yufan said I was invited before, but I refused. I don't lack the money. I should spend time with my family during the Chinese New Year."
Lu Xingchen nodded, "I feel like you didn't do much filming this year, but you participated in a variety show with me."
Huo Chuyun coughed twice and explained, "Want to see me act in a movie? I guest-starred as a gang boss last year. Thinking about it, Chinese New Year's Day should be released this year."
"Then let's go see it tomorrow." Lu Xingchen shook his hand.
"The director sent me the complete film in advance to see if you want to go to the cinema or watch it at home." Huo Chuyun saw Lu Xingchen jumping downstairs and quickly put his arm around his waist.
"Then let's watch it at home. Watch it with Maternal Grandfather Grandma. They like to watch you act very much. Here, Brother Chu, look, the movie you acted in is still playing on the TV downstairs."
Lu Xingchen smiled and pointed at the people downstairs who were making dumplings and watching a movie.
"You two have figured it out, you two are really sticky." Song Anran said with a smile.
Song Zhiyun echoed her daughter, looking at Huo Chuyun with a smile as she hugged Lu Xingchen tightly, "The relationship is better than when your dad and I were young."
Shen Jiahong suddenly became unhappy, "It's far worse than when we were young. You forgot, when I chased you, when my dad found out, he chased me with a broom and beat me, and told me to get out."
Song Heng glared at him, "Who would like their juicy cabbage to be eaten by a pig? Just see if Anran feels the same way when you meet someone."
Shen Jiahong suddenly made a serious face, "No, Anran you are still young, let's talk about the relationship after you turn 30."
The 22-year-old Song Anran helplessly raised his head and said, "Dad, my career is on the rise now. It doesn't matter whether I can find him or not."
Shen Jiahong nodded affirmatively, "That's okay, anyway, you will be my and your mother's good daughter for life."
Wen Yu wrapped the dumplings skillfully and waved to Lu Xingchen, "Come down, Xingxing are you hungry? Do you want Xiao Jun to place some dumplings for you first?"
Lu Xingchen pointed at Huo Chuyun who was already busy in the kitchen, and said with a smile, "Grandma, Brother Chu has already gone."
Song Zhiyan looked at Huo Chuyun's skillful operation with a strange expression, and asked curiously, "Xingxing, Xiao Jun is like this at home?"
Lu Xingchen stuffed a piece of orange into Song Han, slowly tore off the white texture on the back, and explained after hearing the words.
"Well, Brother Chu cooks a lot at home, and he knows a lot of dishes."
Shen Jiahong smiled and explained to Song Zhiyan, "Sister, I didn't know you went out before, but Xiao Jun came down to make dumplings while Xingxing was asleep. She said she was afraid that Xingxing would wake up hungry."
Song Zhiyan clapped his hands and applauded, "Xiao Jun It's okay, I know it hurts people."
Shen Jiahong raised his head arrogantly, "I must say that dad and I gave Xiao Jun a good lead."
Song Heng glanced sideways at him, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. If you ask me, it's my example that's better."
Wen Yu said speechlessly, "You two hurry up and make dumplings, you are not afraid of blowing the cowhide."
Lu Xingchen raised his eyes in sudden realization. No wonder Brother Chu said there were dumplings stuffed with leek and egg. It turned out that he had already made them.
His fox eyes were slightly raised, with a smile and sweetness flashing in his eyes. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Huo Chuyun coming over with a small plate.
Huo Chuyun placed a small plate and hot milk in front of Lu Xingchen, and said, "Baby, eat some fruit first, the dumplings will have to wait for ten minutes."
Lu Xingchen looked at the peeled longan and cherries on the plate and squinted his eyes happily, "Thank you Brother Chu."
Huo Chuyun rubbed his hair and turned to the kitchen with satisfaction.
Lu Xingchen raised his eyes and saw everyone looking at him with teasing smiles. The tips of his ears were dyed pink and he asked Song Han next to him, "Ahem, Hanhan, do you want to eat longan?"
Song Han raised the oranges in his hand and shook his head, "Young uncle, eat it. Hanhan There are still some oranges left to finish."
Song Han didn't shy away from it, and curiously asked Lu Xingchen: "Little uncle, will uncle kiss you at home?"
Lu Xingchen raised an eyebrow and looked at her, "Hanhan, why do you ask so suddenly?"
Song Han put the orange in his hand into his mouth and explained, "Hanhan just thinks that you and your uncle have a good relationship, and your parents have a good relationship, and you will secretly kiss each other at home."
He Jie blushed and covered Song Han's mouth, "Hanhan don't talk nonsense."
Song Heng glared at Song Yao, "You and your wife are making love without avoiding the child?"
Song Yao's neck turned red and he was about to cry but said without tears, "Maternal Grandfather, I don't know when Hanhan saw it."
Shen Jiahong slapped Song Yao hard on the back of the head, "You little brat, don't teach my granddaughter a bad lesson."
Song Yao covered his head and shouted in pain, "Dad! Please be gentle, don't hit my brain."
Shen Jiahong snorted, "No matter how bad your brain is, it can't get any worse."
Lu Xingchen laughed to tears, turned around and saw Song Han's eyes that were obsessed with the truth, and told her honestly.
"Of course your uncle and I will kiss. Kissing and hugging are expressions of love. I love your uncle very much, and your uncle also loves me very much."
Song Han showed a little bruised expression on his face and pressed his two index fingers together, "Uncle, can you give me a photo of you two kissing each other?"
Lu Xingchen was drinking hot milk. He choked and coughed twice before he could say anything.
Huo Chuyun was holding dumplings and hurried over when he heard his cough. He patted his back with his hand and refused with a straight face.
"No, Hanhan you are so young, who taught you to ask for private photos of your little uncle and uncle?"
Song Han glanced at Huo Chuyun's serious face timidly, and cast a look for help at Lu Xingchen.
Lu Xingchen quickly pulled Huo Chuyun's hand and pretended to cough hard. Huo Chuyun was so frightened that he immediately couldn't care about Song Han and poured him a glass of warm water.
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