Ye Weiran put the porridge on the coffee table and gently woke up Lu Yanxi.
Lu Yanxi was not sleeping well at first, but he opened his eyes when he shouted.
"Do you feel better?" Ye Weiran sat next to her and reached out to touch her forehead. Fortunately, there was no fever.
"Yeah." Lu Yanxi smiled and nodded, "I feel better after a good sleep."
The smell was so fragrant, Lu Yanxi kept his nose shut, "Did you cook preserved egg and lean meat porridge?"
"The nose works pretty well." Ye Weiran picked up the bowl, scooped up a spoon and blew on it until it was almost cold before passing it to Lu Yanxi, "I originally wanted to make the eight-treasure porridge you like, but I didn't soak the beans.
Let’s make do with it.”
"How can this be called makeshift? Everything you cook is delicious."
It wasn't so uncomfortable now, and Lu Yanxi's mouth became sweeter, and he tasted delicious bite after bite.
Ye Weiran was not born to love cooking, but every time he saw her cheeks bulging like a little hamster, he felt that he was born to cook for her.
I drank a big bowl in one go, feeling warm in my stomach.
"Would you like another bowl?" Ye Weiran asked.
"Well...it's not impossible."
Lu Yanxi once again felt that she had found a really good husband. His mother was not so attentive when she was uncomfortable.
After eating, Lu Yanxi followed Ye Weiran to the kitchen, "I'm ready, I'll clean up with you."
The young couple is particularly sweet when cleaning together.
In the next few days, Lu Yanxi worked hard to complete the work she had saved some time ago, but she didn't dare to face the computer all the time like this day. But maybe it was because the cooler weather after the beginning of autumn affected the stomach, or occasionally
It will be uncomfortable.
Ye Weiran put sugar and snacks in her bag and told her to eat some when she had low blood sugar.
The weekend finally arrived. In the evening, Lu Yanxi and Ye Weiran were watching TV on the sofa when their cell phones rang.
"Hey, isn't this Mrs. Lu? You are finally willing to call me back."
Lu Yanxi answered the phone and said "yin and yang" to his mother.
Ever since she went on a business trip with her father, her greetings to Lu Yanxi have been perfunctory. It took two or three hours before she received a reply after sending a WeChat message. She didn't answer the video call she made last time. It took a day before she called back now.
"Looking at your rosy face, you must be living quite well there."
"I see that you don't look too good. Are you very busy at work recently?" Xie Xiaoyu could tell at a glance that Lu Yanxi was not in good condition.
"It's okay, it's really a bit busy."
"Being busy at work is one thing, but the most important thing is that you can't stay up late all the time, eat junk food, etc. I think the main reason for your discomfort is these."
Sure enough, no matter where you are as a mother, you will never forget to talk about it, as if the root cause of all problems is staying up late and eating junk food. No matter what, I just give you an education first and that's it.
"I didn't." Lu Yanxi struggled weakly.
"You haven't," Xie Xiaoyu didn't give her a chance to say more. "I don't know you yet. How could you go to bed before eleven o'clock? How could you insist on not eating junk food?!"
"Mom," Ye Weiran leaned into the screen, "I can testify to her that it is indeed because of work that we have been a little busy recently, so we all went to bed very early."
Xie Xiaoyu saw that his son-in-law's attitude had softened a lot, "Just follow her, she is your wife now, you have to help me take care of her."
"I know, Mom."
As soon as Ye Weiran finished speaking, she heard someone on the other end of the phone calling her to hurry up.
"Okay, okay, I won't tell you anymore. We have a dinner party tonight. You two should take care of yourselves. If it doesn't work, go see a doctor."
Speaking of seeing the doctor, Xie Xiaoyu thought of it again, "If you have nothing to do, go home and visit your parents. Your mother complained to me two days ago, saying that I haven't seen you for a long time."
Ye Weiran was so unjustly accused. He said he would come home to see them on the weekend, but he abandoned himself and Lu Yanxi because they were going on a date.
However, Xie Xiaoyu didn't have time to listen to their explanation, so he hurriedly said "goodbye" and hung up the video.
"Tsk, tsk." Lu Yanxi shook his head helplessly, "Every time I compare my mother's attitude towards me and my dad, I feel as if I'm paying for the phone bill."
Ye Weiran was even more helpless than she was, "If you paid for it with phone bills, then my brother and I just picked it up from the trash can."
Lu Yanxi began to recall frantically whether his parents had ever quarreled. When he recalled it, he found that he really couldn't remember it. "Hey, have your parents ever quarreled?"
"The two of them? Quarreling?" Ye Weiran sneered, "Do you think Comrade Ye dared to quarrel with my mother?" "Director An sewn his mouth shut in a minute."
Lu Yanxi: "Wow, it's so bloody."
"So Comrade Ye is miserable, right?" Ye Weiran, who is also a male compatriot, sighed deeply for him.
Lu Yanxi was not on the same wavelength as him at all. She looked at Ye Weiran thoughtfully and said, "So I'm still too good to you."