After waking up, LAN Jingyan's figure had disappeared. She took a shower with her soft and sour body, changed her clothes and prepared to go downstairs. At the same time, Tong fenyue came up.
"Xiao ran, you're up."
"Ma." Fu Zhiran closes the door of the wardrobe to welcome Tong fenyue.
LAN Jingyan was drunk for two nights. When she was tossing, she had no sense of propriety. On Fu Zhiran's neck, she could see several kisses of different depths. Tong fenyue caught a glimpse of them, with an ambiguous smile in her eyes.
Fu Zhiran on the more care, "hungry or not hungry, mom downstairs to cook dumplings for you, I just wrapped."
Fu Zhiran was awakened by hunger, otherwise she could still sleep. She nodded, "I'll go down with you."
She took Tong fenyue's arm and her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went downstairs talking and laughing.
This is Lan Jingyan's first spring festival at home after five years in the army. Moreover, LAN qinsong and LAN Jingzhou rarely take a holiday together and eat new year's Eve dinner at home. Therefore, this new year's Eve dinner is very ceremonious.
Servants can be seen everywhere in the living room. Red lanterns are hung at the door of the old house, and Spring Festival couplets and stickers are pasted on all the doors of the house.
Downstairs, Tong fenyue directly pulls Fu Zhiran into the restaurant.
After entering the restaurant, Fu Zhiran was surprised. Both LAN qinsong and LAN Laozi were wearing aprons and sitting at the dining table making dumplings. A pile of hand rolled dumpling skins were piled on the table.
The warm picture makes her feel that she is in the wrong place.
LAN qinsong even works in the kitchen with an apron. This is the first time she sees him. He is always serious and male chauvinist. It's a little annoying.
However, like her father, he would not spend a year at home for many years, and sometimes he would be called away by urgent task after half of his meal.
"Sit down and wait, Xiao ran. I'll cook dumplings for you." Tong fenyue opens a chair and asks Fu Zhiran to sit down. While holding the dumplings on the table, she says to LAN qinsong, "I'll cook some dumplings for Xiao ran first."
Tong fenyue happily enters the kitchen with dumplings, leaving Fu Zhiran alone to face LAN qinsong and LAN Laozi.
Both of them are serious people, especially in the face of LAN qinsong, Fu Zhiran is under great pressure, so she simply lowers her head to make trouble with her mobile phone.
"Xiao ran, after dinner, you and Jing Yan go to the hospital to accompany your mother."
Fu Zhiran originally wanted to play with his mobile phone to pass the time. When Tong fenyue came out of the kitchen, master LAN suddenly opened his mouth. Fu Zhiran was surprised that his old man would let her and LAN Jingyan accompany her mother with such understanding.
Since their family had an accident, their blue family was the first to avoid them. They didn't care about their past feelings. If they didn't recognize people, they didn't recognize them.
What happened in the past few days? Why did their attitude change.
The old man is still looking at her. Fu Zhiran is puzzled and nods his head.
"Wear more clothes." The old man looked at Fu Zhiran's thin household clothes and asked him to care.
Fu Zhiran was surprised again. He raised his head to look at old man LAN and nodded, "OK, thank you, Grandpa."
There is not much sincerity in the tone of thanks.
Her eyes looked at LAN qinsong and LAN Laozi secretly. She was still worried about their sudden change of attitude, which was too strange.
"Before, didn't Jing Yan say you were good at making dumplings?"