"Lan Lan, the lobster you bought tonight is spicy, spicy and refreshing."
"Phew, so numb."
It was Zhao Qingyuan who was speaking. At this time, he was peeling lobsters in his hands. The bowl in front of him was also full of lobsters.
"Son, don't you want gloves?"
When eating lobster without wearing gloves, my fingers will be sore afterward.
"No, mom wearing gloves will only affect my speed of peeling the lobster."
Zhao’s mother: “…”
As if she didn't say it.
Glancing at the mother and son sitting opposite them, Zhao's mother greeted them with a smile: "Eat more, you're welcome." As she spoke, she scooped up the hot pig's trotters with a spoon and placed them on Xiao Yu and Xiao Bei.
In the bowl.
"Children, grow up and eat more."
"Thank you, Auntie."
"Thank you, auntie."
"There's also lobster. Xiao Yu, you can pick up whatever you want to eat."
"OK, all right."
At this moment, Zhao Qinglan was picking up vegetables when he suddenly heard a long-lost name. His hand holding the chopsticks paused. His pupils shrank slightly and the lobster he held fell back.
"Tell me, what's his name?"
"Mom, let me introduce you. The person sitting next to you is your Aunt Zhou's eldest son, named Xiao Yu."
Zhou Jinrou smiled and nodded, "Well, the one beside me is my youngest son Xiao Bei."
Xiao Yu......
His name is Xiao Yu?
How is this possible! Do they have the same name and surname?
She turned to look at the child sitting next to her. He was a little younger than her now, and he was also a little shorter than her.
That face, as well as those brows and eyes, are familiar. It was just an indescribable familiarity before, but now it is confirmed. He is Xiao Yu, not the same name.
In my previous life, when I met Xiao Yu, he was already an adult. As an adult, he had a slender figure, beautiful appearance, and was radiant in his green clothes. I really can't blame Zhao Qinglan for not recognizing him the first time.
Zhao Qinglan's eyes fell on his wrist. There was a small red mole there. Even the location was the same. If people are similar, they can have the same name, but even the red mole is the same, which is obviously impossible.
Turns out, it's really him.
"My wife, can you take me with you?"
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent..."
He seemed to still be able to hear the words Xiao Yu said in his ear when he was about to die in his previous life.
He came with himself.
Zhao Qinglan could imagine that he might have just died on his front leg, and he followed him. He felt so suffocated in his heart that he felt unspeakably uncomfortable for a while.
At this moment, Zhao Qinglan was in a complicated mood.
A person's eyes cannot deceive. Zhao Qinglan is certain that he has no memory of his previous life in this life.
“Want to eat lobster?”
Suddenly hearing her speak, Xiao Yu was stunned and nodded subconsciously.
"I, I have food."
Zhao Qinglan reached out and picked two of them and put them into his bowl.
"Thank you, sister."
Zhao Qinglan: "..."
Next, after dinner, Xiao Yu started eating lobster.
In the mouth, spicy and delicious.
tasty.
Seeing that he liked to eat, Zhao Qinglan filled his bowl directly.
Xiao Yu waved her hands with an embarrassed look on her face.
"That's enough, that's a lot."
When Zhao Qingyuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. Suddenly he felt that the lobster in the bowl no longer tasted good.
When did his sister become so easy to talk to? According to Zhao Qingyuan's understanding of her over the years, except for family members, her sister has a cold attitude towards everyone.
Xiao Yu, it was just the first day he came to his house, and he already had a lobster on it. This is a bit unscientific!
Have had a meal.
Zhao Qinglan went to the kitchen to wash her hands.
Hua Hua——
Standing in front of the sink, Zhao Qinglan got some dish soap and was washing her hands when she heard the sound of running water.
There were footsteps at the kitchen door.
After washing his hands, Zhao Qinglan wiped them with a towel, turned around and walked out of the kitchen. As soon as he reached the door of the kitchen, he saw Xiao Yu walking over. When he approached her, he stopped.
"I, I wash my hands."
"Um."
Zhao Qinglan responded lightly and walked past him.
In fact, Zhao Qinglan couldn't tell how she was feeling now.