The next day, Yang Fan got up half an hour earlier than usual to make breakfast.
It is actually not difficult to make breakfast. The millet porridge was cooked last night and now I just need to cook it a little more.
Heat the pickles, warm the milk and add some sugar.
I don’t steam the steamed buns myself, I buy them from the supermarket.
Boil two eggs and fry two more.
I didn’t cook last night, but Aunt Thirteen and Guoguo packed up some leftovers from the restaurant and heated them up to make a sumptuous breakfast.
Of course, it can't compare with morning tea.
On weekends, Yang Fan would occasionally go to a teahouse with Aunt Thirteen and Guo Guo for morning tea, which was very sumptuous.
However, a meal for three people would cost more than a thousand yuan, otherwise they would not be full.
The poor have their own way of living, and the rich have their own way of enjoying life.
"Wow, Yang Fan, you can also make breakfast?" Liu Qianqian got up at a normal time, together with Aunt Thirteen and Guoguo.
Aunt Thirteen and Guoguo were using the bathroom in the master bedroom, and Liu Qianqian couldn't squeeze in, so she had to use the bathroom outside.
Last night, no one slept in Yang Fan's room, he slept alone.
Liu Qianqian didn't sleep in the guest room either. She went to sleep with Aunt Thirteen and Guoguo.
"Hurry up and wash up and change your clothes. I've taken your clothes and put them on the bed in the guest room. After breakfast, you can clean the table." Yang Fan said to Liu Qianqian who was still in her pajamas.
"Yeah." Only at this moment did Liu Qianqian feel that she was a real princess, with someone serving her and feeling happy.
After taking a shower last night, she changed out of her pajamas and left it alone.
Yang Fan helped wash and dry the clothes before going to bed.
When he got up in the morning, he took the clothes back from the balcony and put them there for her to change.
Liu Qianqian no longer worried about Yang Fan seeing her without makeup, because she was still as beautiful as a fairy without makeup.
"Dad, I love you for ten thousand years." After washing and changing her clothes, Guoguo came out of the room, sat on the chair at the dining table, and said to Yang Fan in a sweet and obedient voice.
Although she was talking to Yang Fan, her eyes had already been attracted by the things on the table.
"Well, I'll love you for ten thousand years." Yang Fan peeled an egg.
The peeled egg is smooth and delicate, just like the little girl's face, making people want to take a bite.
After peeling the eggs and putting them on a plate, Yang Fan used a knife and fork to cut them into several pieces.
Do not give whole eggs to children as they may choke.
Aunt Thirteen sat next to her daughter, without moving, waiting for Yang Fan.
When Liu Qianqian finished washing and changing her clothes, Yang Fan had already prepared the millet porridge and put it on the table.
"Yang Fan, do you still make breakfast often?" Liu Qianqian asked.
Yang Fan shook his head: "No, I rarely did it before."
Liu Qianqian was thinking that this was a privilege she had just received, and she was very happy. Yang Fan then said, "When you become a father, you have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders, and pressure is motivation. No wonder the old people always say that you should start a family first and then a career. After you start a family, you will have pressure and motivation, and you will work harder than before, whether it is for your family or your work."
Aunt Thirteen agreed and said, "So you two should get married soon. In three months, you will have known each other for a year. I think it's okay to get married by the end of the year."
Yang Fan and Liu Qianqian are not getting married. Thirteenth Aunt always feels uneasy, worried that she is the one who made Liu Qianqian fall into the trap predicted by the fortune teller and never get married.
I have already been fooled by what the fortune teller said, and I cannot let Liu Qianqian end up living alone because of me.
"He didn't even propose to me." Liu Qianqian said in a low voice.
Yang Fan glared and asked, "I propose to you?"
Why are you becoming more and more demanding
If I propose to you, what will your sister do
He used to be able to be tough with Liu Qianqian, and although he can still be tough now, he no longer has the energy.
Otherwise, he would have turned hostile to me after hearing this.
But he is a good man, it is impossible for him to just wipe his mouth after eating and pretend he didn't eat.
"Don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping." Yang Fan sat down and started to move.
Seeing him move the quick pieces, everyone at the table followed suit.
Guoguo held the steamed bun in one hand and the egg crumbs in the other, taking a bite here and there, then sipped a mouthful of milk and then lowered his head to sip the slightly cold millet porridge on the top layer.
My father taught me the correct way to eat. I take a bite of each dish and repeat this over and over again. My life has been elevated and has become meaningful.
"Watching her eat, do you feel that your appetite has improved a lot?" Looking at Guoguo eating breakfast, Yang Fan felt satisfied and his appetite was opened.
"It's true." Liu Qianqian was surprised to find that her appetite had increased greatly.
"Why don't you guys have a baby soon?" Thirteenth Aunt went from urging them to get married to urging them to have a baby.
"How did it get upgraded? We haven't even gotten married yet." Yang Fan had a headache. He was getting more and more confused about how to tell Shisan about his relationship with Yueyue.
Without Aunt Thirteen's support, his relationship with Yueyue would never pass the test of Aunt Liu.
Even with Aunt Thirteen's support, Yang Fan had no confidence in getting past Liu Ma.
Mother Liu is anxious to get her younger daughter married, as her eldest daughter's personality means she won't have trouble finding a husband.
The younger daughter is arrogant, has a bad temper, and has character flaws. Not everyone can control her. She is the kind of person who would rather be without a mother and die in glory than live in disgrace.
She finally met a boy like Yang Fan who was tolerant of her, and she listened to Yang Fan's words.
It was really taken away by the eldest daughter. There is no doubt that the fortune teller's words were right.
"It doesn't matter if you're not married yet and you're preparing for pregnancy." Glancing at her daughter, Aunt Thirteen was righteous and confident, without any shame or embarrassment.
Anyway, my daughter is already this old, and I am no longer a virgin, so there is no need to avoid such topics.
Liu Qianqian really wanted to say that it was right, but because of her experience and identity, she didn't have the courage to say it.
"Maybe not for the time being. My career is on the rise. I need to socialize from time to time, drink some wine, or even smoke some cigarettes. I can't prepare them. At least wait until I get settled down in the satellite channel." Yang Fan said.
"Normally, how long do you have to wait to switch from the food channel to the satellite channel?" asked Aunt Thirteen.
After thinking for a while, Yang Fan said, "It depends on whether I am willing or not. If I am willing, I may be able to transfer there in the second half of the year."
"That can wait." Thirteenth Aunt was mentally prepared. When he said it had been two or three years, she would use her connections and use a sledgehammer to crack a nut and have him transferred to the satellite channel in a few days.
After breakfast, Aunt Thirteen and Liu Qianqian cleaned the table.
Before Yang Fan left, Liu Qianqian hurried out of the kitchen and picked up her bag: "Yang Fan, give me a ride."
"Your film and television center is a bit far from the headquarters. I won't send you off." Yang Fan refused.
Liu Qianqian did not ask Yang Fan to take her to work, and said: "Just take me to where the commuter bus passes, and I will take the commuter bus to work."
Yang Fan had no reason to refuse, so he took Liu Qianqian along.
At the intersection, when Yang Fan and Liu Qianqian were waiting for the green light, a luxury car stopped next to the right-turn lane.
Although it is a dedicated right-turn lane, the road is occupied by a large number of electric vehicles in front, so the luxury car cannot turn and can only wait for the green light along with the others.