"Mom, I'm back."
The young man's clear voice sounded at the door, and then a lively figure ran into the kitchen, "It smells so good, what is mom eating today?"
Su Li was standing in the kitchen, holding a spoon in her hand, stirring the beef brisket soup in the pot. She turned her head and glanced at Xia Han who was already in high school, the corners of her mouth raised, "Why did you leave school early today, why didn't you play for a while?"
Xia Han is already seventeen years old, his height is close to 1.8 meters, he looks very delicate, his skin is fair, his eyes are big, with a sense of innocence.
When he was a child, he looked a lot like Xia Chengge, and his facial features were the same as those printed in a mold. On the contrary, the older he gets, the facial features look a bit like Su Li, delicate and delicate, white and tender, a standard beautiful boy, very likable.
He stared brightly at the beef brisket soup exuding a strong aroma, "I know that my father will definitely cook delicious food when he comes back from a business trip today, so I will come back early."
Su Li was amused by him, raised her hand and tapped lightly on his forehead, "Am I usually hungry for you? Huh?"
"That's different," Xia Han shook his head, "every time you cook more delicious meals after Dad comes back from a business trip. Dad is your true love."
Su Li looked at her son with a sour tone helplessly, but her eyes were filled with happiness. All these years, she has not left.
She watched Xia Han gradually grow from a three-year-old child to a seventeen-year-old handsome boy, and she couldn't resist the sense of accomplishment.
Xia Han has been very smart since he was a child. He studies well and has many hobbies. Su Li didn't force him to learn anything, he taught him what he was interested in, such as piano, painting, chess, and even cooking.
When Xia Han first reached puberty, he said that he wanted to be a chef in the future, and learned to cook seriously every day. The problem is that his talent in this area is about zero, and he has completely inherited his father's genes. He is simply a master in the dark cooking world.
Even so, Su Li, who dotes on the child, still supports him very much. In the end, Xia Chengge couldn't stand it anymore and forbade him to cook any more.
Su Li looked at Xia Han who was staring at the pot, and fed him a piece of freshly made glutinous rice ribs.
Xia Han chewed the pork ribs profusely, with a satisfied expression on his face.
His mother's cooking is the best in the world. Xia Han felt that he was so happy to be his mother's child.
Seeing that he was eating happily, Su Li brought him some other dishes in a small bowl and let him go out to satisfy his hunger. "Your father is still jet-lagged, you should fill your stomach first."
Xia Han smiled and held the small bowl, stretched out his hand to hug Su Li, and said sweetly, "Mom is so kind."
Su Li smiled helplessly: "Okay, let's go out, the beef brisket soup needs to be boiled for a while."
Xia Han jumped out, eating while walking, very satisfied.
Su Li continued to prepare dinner in the kitchen, and after a while, she heard the doorbell, and then heard Xia Han talking to someone.
Su Li frowned slightly, walked to the kitchen door and looked around, and sure enough, she saw someone she was familiar with.
"Hello, auntie, can I come to have dinner?" A tall young man trotted over to say hello with a smile, and Xia Han followed behind him with an unhappy expression on his face, asking him to go out and not stay.
The corners of Su Li's mouth were raised stiffly, "Qin Yi, aren't your parents at home?"
"Yes, Auntie, can I stay?" The 1.85 meter young boy looked down at Su Li, a little pitifully.
(end of this chapter)