Huo Zhixiao's flight was delayed, and it was already afternoon when Ding Yinan picked him up.
The two hadn't seen each other for several days, and as soon as they got in the car, Huo Zhixiao hooked Ding Yinan's back of the neck, and moved his lips closer together.
"Wait." Ding Yinan was not in the mood for intimacy, he pressed Huo Zhixiao's shoulder, and said seriously, "I have something to tell you." Usually Ding Yinan speaks in this tone, and it is because of encounters. It is a big matter that needs to be discussed by two people.
Huo Zhixiao sat back in the passenger seat, thoughtfully asked: "My dad?" "No." Ding Yinan shook his head, "It's my sister." A moment later, Huo Zhixiao put down his phone, frowned and looked at Ding Yinan said: "How can you send this kind of video to your sister?" "Ahem, I made a mistake." Ding Yinan cleared his throat embarrassingly, and added guiltily, "She is one of my own. She had seen naked buttocks when she was a child." "That's not the point." Huo Zhixiao said, "I mean, how could you send it to anyone other than me?" "Isn't that, a mistake..." Ding Yinan It is rare for Huo Zhixiao to feel guilty about doing something wrong. He scratched his cheek with his index finger and pointed out, "She refuses to delete it, so she probably wants to keep the history of being a black man." Huo Zhixiao obviously listened Seeing the meaning of asking for help in Ding Yinan's words, he operated the phone for a while, and then said to Ding Yinan: "If she doesn't delete it, she has to delete it." Ding Yinan originally thought that Huo Zhixiao used his tone to tell Ding Dong I sent a message to ask her to delete the video, but I took a look at the phone, good guy, Huo Zhixiao just forwarded the video to herself.
Back home, San Baisui ran over to greet him as usual, and Ding Dong also ran over, calling "Brother" with a bit of naughtiness in his tone.
Ding Yinan pretended not to see Ding Dong winking at him, and buried himself in changing his shoes. Huo Zhixiao on the side quickly put down the suitcase, straight to the point and stretched out his hand to Ding Dong: "Bring the phone." Ding Dong suddenly realized that the visitor was not friendly, raised his eyebrows, and said in a serious manner: "No." Huo Zhixiao kept it Stretching out his hand, he said coldly, "That's mine." These words were strong enough to swear sovereignty mercilessly. Ding Dong's eyes flickered, as if he was a little shaken. She retorted: "He is my brother." Huo Zhixiao immediately said: "Your brother belongs to me from head to toe." Ding Dong unwillingly looked at Ding Yinan at the side, and said aggrievedly: "Brother..." Ding Yinan After changing his slippers, he walked towards the living room, and said lightly, "He's right." Sometimes traitors are more unbearable than enemies, and Ding Dong's resentment was instantly transferred to Ding Yinan. She unlocked the phone and handed it to Huo Zhixiao, followed Ding Yinan's pace and said, "You are looking for a rescuer to bully me." "He is not a rescuer, he is my husband." Ding Yinan turned around and licked the corner of his mouth at Ding Dong , "You can also ask your husband to support you, oh... sorry, you don't." Ding Dong pretended to vomit blood, fell on the sofa and complained to the two: "You two stinky lovers..." Huo Zhixiao deleted the video After that, he threw the phone to Ding Dong. Ding Yinan on the other side has already put on an apron, ready to cook tonight's New Year's Eve dinner.
But just when Ding Yinan was about to put the fish into the pot, Huo Zhixiao suddenly received a call from Huo Xun.
"Wife," Huo Zhixiao came to the kitchen, still on the phone, "my dad said that he ordered a New Year's Eve dinner at the hotel, and he couldn't finish it by himself." "Can't finish it?" Ding Yinan slapped his hand , looked at Huo Zhixiao and asked, "What do you mean?" Ding Yinan and Huo Zhixiao had discussed before that it would be best for the family to celebrate the New Year together on New Year's Eve. But Huo Xun didn't agree no matter what, insisting on letting Huo Zhixiao go home alone, the result was that Huo Zhixiao chose to live with Ding Yinan.
"What else do you mean?" Huo Zhixiao shook his phone, which showed that he was still on the phone, "He wants us to go home." Ding Yinan's New Year's Eve dinner was half done, and the fish in his hand It was a bit troublesome for him to suddenly change his position.
But Huo Xun personally called to show his weakness, and even found a lame reason that "the New Year's Eve dinner can't be finished", Ding Yinan couldn't make further progress, so he asked Huo Xun to come here by himself.
"Then to your house?" Ding Yinan asked.
"It depends on what you mean." Huo Zhixiao said.
"Let's go." Ding Yinan turned off the fire and said, "Go and accompany Mr. Huo." Huo Zhixiao made an "OK" gesture, and then continued to say to the phone: "Let's go there now." Ding Yinan left the rest Put the ingredients into the refrigerator, and packed all the prepared dishes. The three of them took Sanbaisu together, took some pastries and snacks, and drove to Huo Xun's big villa.
In fact, anyone with a discerning eye knows that Huo Xun felt lonely during the New Year alone, so he let Huo Zhixiao lead Ding Yinan home, but he still emphasized repeatedly: "I just ordered too much food, and I don't want to waste it." Huo Zhixiao Xiao didn't bother to expose Huo Xun at all, and pretended not to hear, but Ding Yinan didn't want to embarrass Huo Xun, so he continued, "You don't need to order next time, just let me do it." "Okay." Huo Xun blurted out, but said After a second, he felt that something was wrong, and changed his words, "I'll talk about it next time." Ding Yinan introduced Huo Xun and Ding Dong, but when the two were still greeting each other, San Baisui rushed into the living room in a hurry. There was joy in the spacious and bright room.
It sniffed here and there, and finally made a horoscope on the carpet. Ding Yinan was shocked when he saw this, and Ding Dong beside him also had the same expression.
Generally speaking, if the dog sniffs and makes horoscopes at the same time, it means that it is about to poop. Ding Dong yelled "Three Hundred Years Old", and rushed over, but it was too late, Three Hundred Years Old's butt sank, looked at Huo Xun, and made a pile of fresh shit on the carpet.
"What's the matter with you dog?" Huo Xun looked at the stained carpet in shock, "Why are you so uneducated?" "He's just a dog." Huo Zhixiao shrugged habitually, "What can a dog have? What about bad thoughts?" Unlike Huo Zhixiao, Ding Yinan could feel at ease like this, he said to Huo Xun apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Huo." Before Huo Xun could continue to criticize the two, Huo Zhixiao held onto Huo Xun's hand. Ding Yinan walked into the living room with his hand.
Ding Dong here has already thrown the 300-year-old shit into the bathroom toilet, seeing Huo Xun's face darkened, she took the initiative to talk, "Uncle Huo, shit like shit is hard to come by. "Ding Dong is more courageous than most of his peers. He doesn't say anything when he goes out to meet netizens, and he won't be intimidated in front of his elders.
But Huo Xun is not an ordinary elder. He has a lot of experience and knowledge, so he is not so easy to be fooled. Ding Yinan was trying to tell Ding Dong not to talk nonsense, but Huo Xun actually opened his mouth and chatted with Ding Dong.
"Why can't you meet?" "Shit luck means good luck, which means that you will be lucky next year, Uncle Huo." "You are a college student after all, why are you so superstitious?" "Isn't Uncle Huo also superstitious?" "I don't Superstition." "Then what happened to the fortune tree in your yard and the golden toad on the coffee table?" "...It's just for decoration." "Your toad is not in the right position, so it won't have the effect of gathering money." "Then how should we arrange it?" Huo Xun and Ding Dong chatted about Feng Shui with great interest, and Ding Yinan smiled helplessly. Among the people he knew, Ding Dong was probably the only one who dared to talk to Huo Xun like this. Talking, even a brother like him dare not do this.
The New Year's Eve dinner that Huo Xun ordered was actually not too much, only enough for a family of three. With the addition of a few dishes brought by Ding Yinan, it was just right for the four of them to eat.
This is the first time for Huo Xun to eat Ding Yinan's cooking. Although he didn't express anything verbally, almost all the gold and jade in front of him went into his stomach.
"Uncle Huo, isn't my brother cooking well?" Ding Dong asked proactively.
Ding Yinan kicked Ding Dong's slippers under the table, telling her not to bring the topic to herself. Although Huo Xun reluctantly accepted the relationship between the two of them, it didn't mean that he recognized it.
"It's okay." Huo Xun glanced at Huo Zhixiao lightly, "This kid has a lot of food." Ding Yinan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, he always felt that this sentence had something to do with approval, but it seemed like a passing phrase.
"Of course." Huo Zhixiao said.
"My assistant chose well." Huo Xun concluded.
"I have vision." Huo Zhixiao secretly competed.
"If I hadn't arranged for him to be your assistant, would you still be able to start your own company today?" "He has been my assistant for three years. If it weren't for my insight, he is still an assistant now." Ding Yinan thought in his heart Rolling his eyes, he ate silently. Hearing Huo Xun's meaning, it seems that he still appreciates him more, and it is enough to be sure of this.
"Then," Ding Dong bit his chopsticks and listened for a long while, then interrupted, "Uncle Huo is actually the matchmaker for the two of them?" With a complicated expression, he picked up the chopsticks again.
"At this point, I still have to say," Huo Zhixiao looked at Huo Xun slowly and said, "Thank you, Dad." Huo Xun said "Yes", looking at the table full of dishes: "Eat quickly It's getting cold." After the New Year's Eve dinner, the family sat in the living room and watched the Spring Festival Gala.
Maybe it's because Huo Xun stopped putting on airs and talked more with Ding Yinan because he had already spoken just now.
"After the Spring Festival, there will be a small-scale alumni association. Then you go with me, and I'll show you some people." "Okay, Mr. Huo." Ding Yinan said in a business-like manner.
"What are you still called Mr. Huo?" Ding Yinan was a little confused for a moment, and tentatively called: "Then, Huo... Huo Dad." Huo Xun seemed to be unsure of what to call him, so he stopped struggling and continued: "Listen Say you applied for the MBA of our school, have the results come out yet?" "It will come out after the Spring Festival." Ding Yinan said, "There should be no problem." "Okay." Huo Xun said, "The teachers are very familiar with me, I Let them take care of you more." Ding Yinan couldn't help being flattered, and looked uneasily at Huo Zhixiao who was sitting between them. But Huo Zhixiao didn't respond, as if Huo Xun's kindness to his wife was a matter of course.
"There are three designers in your studio right now?" Huo Xun said again, "It's better to recruit new designers to train, don't invite already famous ones, because you don't have enough voice in the industry now, and you are prone to conflicts." Huo Xun started Knowing his entrepreneurial experience when he was young, Ding Yinan never knew that a cautious person like Huo Xun had stepped on many pitfalls before. No wonder he is always worried about Huo Zhixiao, because he doesn't want his son to take the detour he took when he was young.
Huo Zhixiao was between them, so it was not convenient to chat. While chatting, Ding Yinan simply stepped over Huo Zhixiao, squeezed him to the corner of the sofa, and chatted with Huo Xun face to face.
But like this, after a while Huo Zhixiao felt uncomfortable, put his arms around Ding Yinan's shoulders, pointed at the TV with his chin and said, "Look, my wife, magic." Ding Yinan glanced at the TV, but his attention was still on chat. Seeing that this trick was useless, Huo Zhixiao threw Sanbai into Huo Xun's arms again, and said, "Get acquainted with your grandson." The two chatting finally felt Huo Zhixiao's presence, and they were interrupted , Huo Xun also forgot what he said, looking at the three hundred years old in his arms, he said: "How familiar is this?" Give it a lot of scratches." Usually at nine or ten o'clock in the evening, Sanbai has already fallen asleep, and now it also looks sleepy, no longer being naughty, but letting Huo Xun rub his body.
Huo Xun seemed to be rubbing hard, and he held up Sanbai, and said in a good mood: "Call him Grandpa." Of course, Sanbai would not respond, but Ding Yinan and Huo Zhixiao looked at each other and smiled, Hold hands together.
The original plan was to return home from Huo Xun's villa the next morning, but when Ding Yinan came down from the upstairs, Ding Dong and Huo Xun just walked in from the yard. With morning dew, it should be that he just came back from walking the dog.
"Brother, you're up." Ding Dong greeted Ding Yinan, "The breakfast shops outside are closed, I'm starving to death." "Let me cook the noodles." Ding Yinan said here, Huo Zhixiao, who finished washing behind him, also came down the stairs.
He put his arms around Ding Yinan's waist and asked, "Do you want noodles in the morning?" "Or porridge." Ding Yinan said.
"Then eat noodles." Huo Zhixiao said.
"I also eat noodles." Huo Xun came over, paused, and said, "The breakfast shop outside the community is only open in the third grade of junior high school. Maybe you can stay for a few more days." There is not only that breakfast shop outside the community, not far away The five-star hotel here is not closed for the Spring Festival, if Huo Xun wants to have breakfast, he can always have it. Of course, if he wants to eat breakfast made by his daughter-in-law, it doesn't matter to him whether the shop outside is closed or not.
Ding Yinan and Huo Zhixiao looked at each other tacitly, smiled and said: "Okay." The dishes above are the leftovers from last night. After breakfast, Ding Yinan and Huo Zhixiao came On the small balcony on the second floor, they were drinking tea leisurely, while Huo Xun and Ding Dong were playing with San Baisui in the yard downstairs.
"Wife." Huo Zhixiao looked at the two people downstairs and called out suddenly.
"Huh?" Ding Yinan replied lazily.
"That's great." Huo Zhixiao looked away, looked at Ding Yinan and said.
"That's right." Ding Yinan took a sip of hot tea and said with a faint smile, "It's really good." The author has something to say: The episodes that supplement the plot will be serialized here, and there will probably be a light-hearted little theater later.
The original intention of writing this book is that the previous one was scolded too badly (I have a problem with my ability orz), and I wanted to write a light cookie to adjust it. I didn’t expect so many people to like it. Thank you for your company~ The new article has been opened, it is overhead Prison background, high IQ economic criminal Gong × prison librarian Shou, ps Gong is the top crime, but he is actually a good person. If you are interested, you can go to the next door to have a look. If you save enough manuscripts, it will be opened. Thank you for your support~