"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?"
If you eat lobster without wearing gloves, your fingers will be sore afterward.
"No, mom wearing gloves will only affect my speed of peeling lobsters."
Zhao Ma: "..."
As if she didn’t say anything.
Glancing at the mother and son sitting opposite them, Zhao's mother smiled and said, "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 a bowl.
"Children, grow up and eat more."
"Thank you, Auntie."
"Thank you, aunt."
"There are also lobsters. Xiao Yu, you can pick up whatever you want to eat."
"Well, okay."
At this moment, Zhao Qinglan was picking up vegetables when he suddenly heard the 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! Are they the same name?
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 has a slender figure, beautiful appearance, and is radiant in his green clothes. I really can’t blame Zhao Qinglan for not recognizing him at the first time.
Zhao Qinglan's eyes fell on his wrist. There was a small red mole there. Even the position was the same. People can have the same name and surname if they are similar, 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 will assume that you agree..."
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 followed her when her front leg died. She felt so suffocated that she felt unspeakably uncomfortable for a moment.
At this moment, Zhao Qinglan was in a complicated mood.
A person's eyes cannot deceive. Zhao Qinglan can be sure that he has no memory of his previous life in this life.
"Do you want to eat lobster?"
Suddenly hearing her speak, Xiao Yu was stunned and nodded subconsciously.
"I, I eat."
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.
Entrance, spicy and delicious.
Delicious.
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.
This Xiao Yu, on the first day she came to his house, she already had lobsters on her. This is a bit unscientific!
Have eaten.
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."
"Yeah."
Zhao Qinglan responded lightly and walked past him.
In fact, Zhao Qinglan can't say how she feels now.