Of course, Lu Yanxi finally got some support from his own brother.
Lu Yanchen, carrying two boxes of pizza, leaned against the door and knocked on her door, "It's time to eat, Black Ball."
Hey, I have such a bad temper.
"Who did you call Black Ball?"
Lu Yanxi put down the comic book in his hand and rolled up his sleeves to argue with him.
As a result, I was instantly scared after seeing the pizza.
Black Ball, here I come.
He took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Hey, Ye Weiran, you are at home, come and eat pizza."
A lazy voice came over the phone, "I'm not going, I'm catching up on my sleep at home."
"If you don't eat, I'll eat it myself." Lu Yanxi muttered after hanging up the phone.
After eating, she took a shower first, then lay on the sofa and applied a whitening mask.
She didn't realize how tanned she was until she heard Lu Yanchen call her "Black Ball".
It’s such a happy life to watch dramas with the air conditioner blowing and fish at home.
Time also flew by quickly, and it was already past four in the afternoon.
Hearing the sound of "ding ding ding" pressing the password at the door, Lu Yanxi jumped off the sofa and ran over, waiting for someone to come in and pounced on him.
"Mom, do you miss me?"
"Take back the word "老" from me." Ms. Xie Xiaoyu Xie patted the little hand that was holding her neck tightly and motioned for her to let go.
"Let me see, um, I'm a little thinner and darker."
"Isn't that right? Let me tell you, our military training is very tiring, and the instructors always punish people..."
Lu Yanxi was like a little tail, chattering around Ms. Xie about what happened during the military training, and the family finally returned to its usual liveliness.
Ms. Xie chatted with her at random, changed into comfortable clothes, and picked up the two shopping bags beside the window sill.
One of them was given to Lu Yanxi, and she was going to pick up the other when she went to An Ran's house later.
"Here, here's your new schoolbag. Go change your clothes and call your brother. We'll go to your godmother's house for dinner tonight."
"Okay, is your godfather at home?" Lu Yanxi took the bag smoothly and asked with a smile.
"Here!" Ms. Xie glanced at her. She knew very well what this girl meant by asking.
Very good!
Having her godfather at home meant that he was the one cooking tonight. In this case, she was willing to say goodbye to Ms. Xie's sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork and black pepper prawns for the time being. After all, her godfather's skills were no better than those of a five-star chef.
difference.
Lu Yanxi turned around and ran to his room, shouting as he ran:
"Brother, change your clothes quickly and go to godmother's house for dinner!"
Twenty minutes later, Lu Yanxi's family, except Lu Fang who was on a business trip, arrived in front of Ye Weiran's white three-story building.
Ye Weiran, who had recovered from his sleep, was sitting on the swing in the yard interacting with his golden retriever "Pudding". The setting sun shone on him, exuding a different kind of tenderness.
Pudding had just picked up his favorite ball, held it in his mouth and ran back. When he heard Lu Yanxi's voice, he turned around and ran towards the door.
She saw Lu Yanxi wagging her tail excitedly as she jumped up and down around them, and the ball was spitting out in her hand, asking her to play with it.
Ms. Xie gave the bag in her hand to Ye Weiran, and then went into the house to help Chef Ye and his wife.
Lu Yanxi and the three of them played outside for a while before entering the house.
As soon as I walked in, I could smell the fragrance that filled the house. It would be great if Mr. Ye could not be so busy and could go home and cook every day.
Then she must come here every day to eat.
In the kitchen, Ye Ziming, who usually wears suits and ties, is wearing a casual sports suit with an apron string hanging around his neck, and is spooning.
The famous writer Ms. Xie Xiaoyu and the medical expert Ms. An Ran were washing the dishes and setting the dishes nearby.
Lu Yanxi opened the shoe cabinet, took out her special bunny slippers from the second floor and put them on.
"Godfather, Godmother, I'm coming."
"Xixi, Chenchen, go wash your hands quickly, it's time to eat."
Ye Weiran's mother, Ms. An Ranan, who is also the godmother of the Lu family brothers and sisters, came out of the kitchen with a plate of steaming boiled fish.
Although Ms. An was the all-powerful department director in the hospital, when she returned home and entered the kitchen, she could only be Mr. Ye's little assistant.
The meal was a joyful one, and Lu Yanxi, the little pistachio, always made Ye Ziming and An Ran very happy.
And she was always the only one to be pampered. The two of them served her vegetables like a competition, piling up her bowl into a small mountain.
Lu Yanchen and Ye Weiran have long been accustomed to it, and learned to take care of themselves at a young age.
Lu Yanchen was doing better. When the two families had only one child, he had the love of four adults for three years.
Ye Weiran was in a worse situation. When Lu Yanxi was around, it seemed like he was superfluous in this family.
"Eat more Ranran, you see you are even thinner than Lu Yanxi."
Ms. Xie put the braised pork in front of Lu Yanxi in front of him and said.
It’s better to be a godmother!
Only when the food on the table was almost eaten and was in a mess did Lu Yanxi remember to make a video call to her father.
On the other side of the screen, Lu Fang, who is over 40 years old, is still a handsome man even if he does not have to look for a 45-degree angle. He is looking down at the phone. Above his head is the vast night sky. The stars in the sky are beautiful and bright. He can also see it from this side of the screen.
See clearly.
"Dad, I'm back from military training," Lu Yanxi smiled sweetly.
He turned the phone screen over and took a photo of the leftovers on the table, "I'll show you the delicious food we had at my godmother's house tonight."
"What about you? Have you had dinner?"
"You have to pay attention to your health and don't just think about work."
…
The little cotton-padded jacket kept greeting her father with greetings, and finally couldn't help but pout and asked,
"How long will it take for you to come back?"
He looked very aggrieved.
"It's fast, it's really fast this time. I will definitely go back next week, next week."
Lu Fang stretched out three fingers and put them to his ears as he assured.
"Okay, then we'll wait for you at home~"
The phone hung up, and Lu Fang didn't chat with Ms. Xie for a few words. Whispering with his wife was a reserved item before going to bed every night.
The person who washes the dishes after the meal is decided according to the old rules, using rock-paper-scissors by those who are not involved in the cooking.
Everyone else was sitting on the leather sofa in the living room and watching TV comfortably. Lu Yanxi stood in front of the sink, sighing and rolling up his sleeves.
What makes her so sad as a young girl is probably that she will lose nine out of ten times in rock, paper, scissors.
Ye Weiran walked into the kitchen and walked to her side with his hands behind his back.
"What are you doing? Suddenly your conscience shows up?"
Lu Yanxi squeezed two drops of dish soap on the sponge, rubbed it into foam, and looked at Ye Weiran with a smile.
"Do you want to help me wash the dishes because I'm so cute?"
Ye Weiran leaned on the sink and tilted his head to look at her, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, he raised his hand and picked up the pink piece hanging on the wall.
"For the sake of your cuteness, I remind you to wear gloves when washing dishes to protect your hands~"
Lu Yanxi: "Go, go, go~ If you don't want to help, just go out!"