As soon as Shen Qinglan arrived at the door of the house, she heard a clear female voice from the living room, as well as the cheerful laughter of her mother, Chu Yunrong. She paused slightly, her cold face showing no expression.
"What are you doing standing at the door?" A gentle male voice came from behind.
When Shen Qinglan turned around, she saw her brother Shen Junyu was looking at her with a smile. He stepped forward and rubbed Shen Qinglan's hair, "Did you know that your brother is coming home, so you are waiting for me here?"
The corner of Shen Qinglan's mouth twitched slightly, and a hint of warmth appeared in his eyes.
Shen Junyu took his sister's shoulders and walked in.
"Mom, we're back."
In the living room, the mother and daughter who were talking and laughing stopped.
"Jun Yu and Qing Lan are back. You don't know how funny the joke Tong Tong said just now. My stomach hurts from laughing." Chu Yunrong had a smile on her face.
Shen Qinglan looked at the woman who was looking at them with a smile. She had curly chestnut hair, an oval face, delicate makeup, and was wearing a long green dress. She was elegant, beautiful, and graceful. This was the adopted daughter of the Shen family, Shen Xitong.
Shen Junyu pursed his lips, "What kind of joke is so funny, let me hear it too."
Shen Xitong groaned slightly, "Why is it so funny, it's just my mother's support, brother, Qinglan, I brought you gifts when I returned to China, and I'll bring them to you after dinner."
Shen Junyu nodded, with a dispensable attitude, while Shen Qinglan said "thank you" lightly.
The indifferent attitude of the two brothers and sisters made Shen Xitong a little embarrassed.
"Jun Yu, Qinglan, what's the matter with you, Tongtong remembers to bring you gifts when he comes back from a long way, that's your attitude?"
"Mom." Shen Xitong pulled Chu Yunrong's sleeve and shook his head gently.
Shen Junyu glanced at Shen Qinglan beside her, and saw that she had no mood swings, and patted her on the shoulder in a comforting gesture.
Shen Qinglan was a little helpless, did she look so fragile
"I'll go up and see Grandpa first." Shen Qinglan ignored Chu Yunrong's words at all, and went straight upstairs after saying this.
Chu Yunrong looked at her daughter's cold back, opened her mouth, but didn't say anything after all.
Shen Qinglan went straight to the study, and sure enough, in the study, he found the old man Shen who was practicing calligraphy at the desk.
"Grandpa, are you practicing calligraphy?"
Seeing the person who came in, Old Man Shen smiled, put down his pen, and beckoned, "Come on, come and see what Grandpa wrote."
Shen Qinglan walked over, and on the desk was a letter "Ning Jing Zhi Yuan" that Mr. Shen had just written. The pen was strong and powerful.
"Grandpa's writing is getting better and better." Shen Qinglan praised.
The Shen family is a military and political family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Since the Qing Dynasty, the sons of the family have been occupying a place in the army. Although not every generation joins the army, but after so many years, the influence in the army can be seen.
Mr. Shen inherited the mantle of his ancestors and joined the army at a young age. He spent his whole life rolling in the army, and then retired when he was old. He was idle at home on weekdays. What he liked most was practicing calligraphy and raising flowers. After staying in the army for so many years, his temper has become explosive. He writes and cultivates flowers and cultivates himself.
"It's your sweet talk." Old Shen smiled. Every time he saw this beautiful but cold granddaughter, he was in a particularly good mood.
"Did you go to the hospital to see your grandma today?"
"Well, talk with grandma for a while."
"Grandpa, mom said it's time to eat." The grandfather and grandson were talking when Shen Xitong's voice sounded outside the door.
"Understood." The old man Shen responded, and the footsteps outside the door gradually faded away.
Shen Qinglan stepped forward to support the old man Shen's hand, "Grandpa is not old enough to walk, so he doesn't need to support him."
Although the old man Shen said so, there was a smile in his eyes. Even if he didn't need his granddaughter's thoughts, he was reluctant to refuse.
Downstairs, Shen Xitong was helping Chu Yunrong to serve the dishes, and he talked to Chu Yunrong from time to time, making Chu Yunrong smile, looking like a very close mother and daughter.
"Grandpa, sit down." When Shen Xitong saw the old man Shen who had come down, he quickly pulled up the chair and asked him to sit down.
The family was seated, and Chu Yunrong filled Shen Xitong with a bowl of soup, "Tongtong, drink the soup first, this is stewed for you specially by mother, and it has been stewed for several hours."
Shen Xitong took the soup, "Thank you mom, it's my mom who loves me the most." In one sentence, Chu Yunrong was overjoyed, picked up her chopsticks, and gave Shen Xitong a lot of her favorite dishes.
"I'm sure you didn't eat well abroad. I think you've lost weight. You need to eat more today, it's all your favorite."
"Okay, it's not that Xitong has no hands, he just needs to take whatever he wants to eat." Elder Shen frowned slightly and said.
Chu Yunrong's hand holding the chopsticks froze, her face embarrassed, "What your grandfather said is, take whatever you want to eat."
Shen Xitong looked at the mountains of plates in front of him, and compared with Shen Qinglan's empty bowl, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Chu Yunrong obviously realized this, and gave Shen Qinglan a chopstick and eggplant, "Qinglan, this eggplant tastes good, you can try it."
"Thank you Mom." Shen Qinglan thanked her, but didn't touch her. She was not a picky eater, but eggplant was one of the few foods she hated. Everyone in the family knew this, except Chu Yunrong.
Shen Junyu stretched out his chopsticks, took the eggplant from Shen Qinglan's plate, and ate it in his mouth, "Mom, you're too partial. You're serving food for two younger sisters, but I'm not alone."
Chu Yunrong glared at her son with a smile, "If you want to eat, just say it, and grab food from your sister's bowl, and do you look like a brother."
Even though I said that, I still gave my son a chopstick for his favorite dishes.
"Grandpa, Mrs. Song's stewed pork ribs tonight is very bad, you can try it." Sensing the eyes of the old man Shen falling on him, Shen Qinglan put a piece of spare ribs on the old man Shen and said softly.
Old Shen had a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of pity.
"Tongtong, did you take a leave of absence from the school this time?" Shen Xitong studied piano in Vienna, at the famous Vienna Conservatory of Music.
At this point, Shen Xitong smiled. Although his voice was soft, he couldn't hide his pride: "This time our orchestra is going to participate in the world tour, and the next stop is Beijing. This time I will be the pianist."
Shen Xitong has a high talent for the piano, and she was taught by Chu Yunrong. In order to make Shen Xitong learn better, Chu Yunrong also invited a lot of famous teachers to teach her.
"Really, that's really great, my daughter is awesome!" Chu Yunrong was really happy, she spent too much effort on this daughter, and Shen Xitong's achievement was what made her most proud.
"Who gave me such an excellent mother." Shen Xitong said sweetly.
Chu Yunrong is also a famous pianist herself, so she loves Shen Xitong, who has inherited her mantle.
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