Auntie Zhang, the housekeeper, started cleaning, and in a short while, the house was tidy, and then came to look for An Wuyang, who was still wearing a big apron for work: "Auntie, the health aunt at home has done a good job, and now I plan to go out to buy vegetables. Cooking, I don't know what you like to eat?" She said, "Tell aunt what you don't like and what you like to eat, and I will remember it well."
"Okay." An Wuyang was hanging his clothes, and after hearing this, he thought about it carefully: "I like to eat shrimp, baby octopus, as well as tomatoes and mashed potatoes, but I don't like to eat chives, soybean sprouts, eel... That's all. ."
Aunt Zhang smiled: "Okay, then I'll buy fresh prawns for you to eat at noon." Then look at the time: "Yo, it's eleven o'clock, so I'll hurry up now."
There is a vegetable market near this high-end community, and the items sold in it are 20% more expensive than the market price.
Aunt Zhang also found out today that she threw away the shrimp in her hand as soon as she asked the price and went to see the next one, but the price was still the same.
She figured it out, this money can't be saved.
Since it is a nutritious meal for pregnant women, no matter how expensive the price is, only buy the good ones.
At noon that day, Aunt Zhang made a plate of boiled prawns, which weighed a pound, in addition to scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a bowl of seaweed beef soup, which was very nutritious.
Two dishes and one soup look beautiful on the table.
"It smells so good." An Wuyang took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera function, took a picture of the desktop, and sent it to Mr. Huo who was working: "Aunt Zhang and I have started to eat, how about you?"
Before leaving An Wuyang, Huo Yunchuan was not so gentle and easy to get along with.
He was having a meeting with the company's executives in the conference room. From 10:40 a.m. to 12:00 noon, there was no sign of letting anyone go to dinner.
The matter of delegating power and working from home in the future is actually not that simple to operate.
Huo Yunchuan was also hesitant at this moment. Although safety and children are important, the company can't throw it away. It is a more rational choice to come to the company for half-day shifts every day.
Until he opened the message of safe and safe, and saw the dish that the little angel was about to eat, the red, purple and violet dishes were festive, inexplicably raised the corners of his mouth, and he was in a happy mood.
In addition to the very concerned greeting, Mr. Huo's first reaction was to hold a ghost meeting, whether the rice was not delicious or the soup was not good; the second reaction was, go to work, how could I have it? such an idea.
"Okay, let's end the meeting." The tall and stern man stood up and abruptly ended the meeting.
The executives of the company were stunned, especially a certain executive who was halfway through speaking just now. He began to worry about his future.
Huo Yunchuan quickly walked out of the conference room, nodding solemnly and responding to their respectful addresses along the way.
Back at the office, Mr. Huo immediately picked up his mobile phone and called the little angel at home.
After the connection, no one spoke, only the voices of Ba Ha Ha Ha Ha and Xi Xi Suso Suo. As soon as I heard it, I knew that the speakerphone was turned on.
"Are you safe?" Huo Yunchuan frowned and shouted, what is this guy doing: "Why don't you speak?"
An Wuyang swallowed a sweet prawn and peeled it in his hand: "Mr. Huo, I'm eating prawns, have you eaten yet?"
"..." Huo Yunchuan, who has been hungry since the meeting, moved his Adam's apple, and especially wanted to rush home to peel the shrimp for the little angel and feed him one by one until he was full... Just like in the clubhouse like that.
He unbuttoned his collar and slowly asked, "Didn't you say call me by my name?" Why did he start calling Mr. Huo back again
The young man drank the soup with a smile in his voice: "Didn't you say that I can call whatever I want? I'm going to call you Mr. Huo now."
In fact, it's just a habit, and I can't change it for a while.
"Heh." Mr. Huo smirked, staying in his executive chair and rubbing carefully: "Eat, eat more, I haven't eaten yet."
From the beginning, I felt that Mr. Huo's call was simply delaying his great cause of eating shrimp. Hearing that, An Wuyang lowered his head and said to the mobile phone: "Then you can eat quickly, I have to eat too, bye."
I was hung up like this, very good, not uncomfortable at all, and took another step towards shaking M.
While waiting for the meal to be delivered, Huo Yunchuan repeatedly read the picture of the festive meal he received on his mobile phone several times back and forth, letting such an ordinary thing poked into his heart by surprise.
A 30-year-old man, the words 'world fireworks' suddenly stuck in his throat. It was nothing but a clear head in an instant, and he wanted to understand that he was also a very common one among ordinary people.
Throw away achievements, halo, conceit, and quietly yearn for some ordinary identities, such as father, husband...
"No problem, Auntie has washed the dishes and chopsticks, do you want to go to sleep?" Auntie Zhang said thoughtfully, finding that the child was watching TV in the living room and his eyes were not too open: "Come, Auntie will help you sleep in the room. Go, then I'll go home and cook in the afternoon." You can eat it when Mr. Huo comes back.
"By the way, soup is boiling in the kitchen. If you're fine, don't go to the kitchen."
As you fall asleep these sounds drift away and become part of the dream.
The slender young man curled up on Huo Yunchuan's bed, and his breath was full of the breath of Huo Yunchuan. Maybe this is why he slept soundly.
At four o'clock, Huo Yunchuan hurried back from the outside in the hot sun under the hot sun. Holding the fresh fruit he just bought from the fruit store, he went in and threw it directly on the table before going to his bedroom to take a look.
He promised to take a good look, but when he saw a picture he had never seen before, he glanced at it with nostalgia.
"Cough..." He cleared his itchy throat, walked to the bathroom to take a battle shower, then changed into short-sleeved home clothes and went back to the bedroom.
The unharmed half of the face is sunk in the soft pillow, the remaining half is softly contoured, with a straight nose, long eyelashes, soft and slightly parted lips, and the chest rises and falls regularly with breathing.
Huo Yunchuan couldn't help but leaned up and approached slowly, feeling the other person's silent breathing, and the fresh body fragrance that bewitched him to make a life when they first met.
Take a deep breath, look comfortable and enjoy.
"Huo Yunchuan..." An Wuyi murmured, thinking that he was still in a dream, he blinked his eyes not soberly, then rubbed his pillow and fell back to sleep.
"Hello?" Huo Yunchuan shouted, knelt beside the bed, and found that the other party was sound asleep, so he was shy, and quickly took Yuxue's cute ear beads.
When An Wuyang woke up, the room was empty, and he was alone.
However, the smell of Laohuotang was floating in the air, and the conversation between Huo Yunchuan and Aunt Zhang could be vaguely heard, and at the same time, there was a growl in his stomach.
There is no sound when cotton slippers walk on the floor of the house, and An Wu is not the kind of lively boy who walks with wind, he walks very lightly.
Huo Yunchuan and Aunt Zhang were talking when suddenly out of the corner of the eye saw a sleepy man standing behind him, so scared that the melons in his hands fell.
"Uh, hi..." An Wuyang squatted down to help pick up the melon, and returned it to the other party: "Did you just come back?" The first time he saw Huo Yunchuan wearing home clothes, he glanced at it again and again: "Wear this one too. Very handsome." The honest boy said flatly.
Aunt Zhang, who was cutting vegetables with her back to them, laughed and her shoulders trembled. She fell in love with this child at once.
Because it is also at noon, An Wuyang has always praised her delicious dishes when eating, and her mouth is very sweet.
"Wake up? There's soup here." Huo Yunchuan couldn't stand the compliment. He needed to find something to do, such as opening the disinfection cupboard, taking a soup bowl that wasn't hot, and carrying a bowl of soup out.
If Huo Yunchuan's mother saw this scene, she would be so sad that she couldn't sleep.
How can I say that she has worked hard to raise this son for 30 years. When he was a child, he was a standard young master who was pampered and pampered. Not to mention that he couldn't even help the oil bottle when it fell, and Huo Yunchuan would never have the opportunity to touch the oil bottle. thing.
He lived the life of a wealthy and noble son. Although Yilai stretched out his hand to eat and open his mouth, although it was not 100% appropriate, it was not far from the same.
"It's still a little hot." Young Master Huo Gui held the bowl in his left hand and a porcelain spoon in his right hand, stirring and stirring the soup, preparing to feed the young man beside him who had just woken up.
"Come on, this is the fruit that Mr. Huo bought. I've washed it. I'll finish the soup in a while, and eat a little to relieve my tiredness." Aunt Zhang said, bringing a clear salad bowl with red Red and green cut fruit.
"Thank you, Aunt Zhang." An Wuyang stared at the bowl of soup and pressed his back against the board of the chair: "What kind of soup is this, I smell a little fishy."
"Pigeon soup, it's good for your body." Huo Yunchuan blew a spoonful of coolness and brought it to An Wuyang's mouth: "Zhangzui, Auntie Zhang has worked so hard to cook for several hours, so drink a little."
It was brought under his nose. The smell was really fishy. An Wuyang didn't want to take a sip and vomit, but thinking that Aunt Zhang was working so hard and Mr. Huo was so diligent, he pinched his nose and opened his mouth to take a sip.
Drinking with a twisted expression, his face turned blue.
Aunt Zhang said distressedly: "I don't dare to put too much Jiang Si'er. Oh, I'll put more of it next time." Seeing how hard the child is working, it is estimated that it is a pregnancy reaction.
A small half-bowl is the bottom line of being safe. If you come again, you will be killed without drinking: "I will eat some fruit to suppress the shock."
Huo Yunchuan put down the bowl, but he couldn't do anything to force An Wuyang to take more sips: "Then drink it later." Eat a small amount of food more often.
As he spoke, he was instantly stunned by An Wuyang, coupled with the action of biting the kiwi fruit slices, it was super fierce.
"..." Huo Yunchuan felt a pain in a place, and the pain was rising. Damn: "Just stay there, I'll go wash the dishes." He stood up and quickly moved away from the emission range of the super fierce light wave.
"Mr. Huo, I'll come." Aunt Zhang didn't need Mr. Master to wash the dishes by herself, she took it with a smile, but she was relieved.
Because people are old and their hearts are very soft, they can't see things that make people uncomfortable.
But she heard that Mr. Huo is a billionaire, maybe he just wants to have a baby by borrowing this boy's belly, that's all, there's nothing uncomfortable about what you want.
The problem is that the little boy who took care of himself for a day is a solid person.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like you want to make a fortune on your belly.
Fortunately, just watching Mr. Huo feeding people and drinking soup, Aunt Zhang's heart was relieved. Mr. Huo didn't feel the pain of being a child and his father, it was clearly that it hurt to be a cub.
Ann kissed cub cub Wuyang, he was quite measured, feeling that the salty taste in his throat was suppressed by the fruit, he stopped the hand reaching out to the bowl.
Huo Yunchuan sat beside him, he quietly looked at An Wuyang, and An Wuyang also looked at him quietly.
"What did you do today?" he asked.
An Wuyi said the truth: "Eat, sleep."
But the old man blurted out and dissed: "Are you a pig?"
"..." The young man's beautiful eyes in the shape of almonds cut him a glance, then grabbed the remote control on the table and turned to watch TV.
Huo Yunchuan didn't say anything, just watched An Wuyang turn the stage to somewhere.
Is it a movie channel, an anime channel, or a music channel that is loved by young people...
The result is not, the other party does not watch anything, just watch Korean idol dramas.
"..." Huo Yunchuan's face is full of hell, fuck it, this is bigger than the generation gap of watching anime, it should be said that it is not called a generation gap, it is a gap.