Chapter 183

On the way back, Mu Xiyan suddenly thought of something, and suddenly asked Yan Chen excitedly, "what's the date today?"

"It should be the 11th today. What's the matter?" Yan Chen said casually as he drove the car.

He has always had a good memory and should have remembered the day correctly.

On the 11th, tomorrow will be Mu Xiyan's hand unconsciously grabs clothes.

Yan Chen had been paying attention to her expression and movement with Yu Guang. Seeing that she looked a little strange, he couldn't help slowing down the speed. "Is there any special day in this period of time? Or what happened? "

Mu Xiyan took a deep breath, and a vague and gentle figure appeared in her mind.

"Tomorrow, the 12th, is My mother's death day. "

It has been so many years, the memory of my mother has gradually blurred, not so clear.

"Even though I was a half grown child when my mother died, I knew that my mother was the only one in the world who really loved me. Compared with Xiao Haoting's father, I would have died of depression in my childhood without her. "

Thinking of this, Mu Xiyan couldn't help feeling.

I didn't expect that it's been so many years in a flash. Everything around me has changed.

Mu Xiyan is thinking with a dull face, and the car has stopped steadily.

"Home." Yan Chen's magnetic voice came from the side, showing incomparable tenderness.

Mu Xiyan found that she didn't know when she was home.

She shook her head, trying to get rid of the bad memories in her mind.

Hold her tight, hold her tight.

At this moment, the broad and warm chest gives Mu Xiyan an incomparable sense of security.

Through the window of Xiaomu's room, she sees her running out of the window.

At the same time came a man's deep voice.

"Mu Xiyan, in the future, we will replace your mother and become the people who love you most in the world. No one can take it away. "

Eyes moist in an instant, Mu Xiyan hugs him hard.

"Thank you Yan Chen."

How can she get this kind of man's love and have the most lovely son in the world.

"Mother, mother! How can you come back? I haven't seen you every day. I miss you so much

Every day, I stood on tiptoe to see the car and slapped the window.

When Mu Xiyan heard his voice, he quickly released Yan Chen. The latter was not happy.

Seeing Mu Xiyan quickly open the door and get out of the car, Yan Chen bit his teeth.

Every day in Mu Xiyan's invisible angle, he spat out his tongue to Yan Chen, "Hey, Dad, you've taken over my mother all the way, and now she's mine! You are not allowed to rob me

Mu Xiyan didn't see him for a day, and she wanted to think of it very much, especially when she thought that tomorrow was her mother's death day. Now she is also a mother. She cherishes every day and makes a loud sound on his tender face.

Yan Chen, who just got off the bus, turned black again.

"Stinky boy, don't stick to your mother all the time. She was tired after a day's work. "

The most important thing is that if he didn't appear every day just now, he could kiss him directly in a good atmosphere!

This son of a bitch, was he his rival in love in his last life?

Mu Xiyan doesn't care how Yan Chen's expression is behind her. She goes to the house every day with her arms in her arms. She doesn't have the look that she was deeply moved just now.

"Mu Xiyan, you little heartless..."

Yan Chen shook his head helplessly, remembering the desolation on her face when she just mentioned her mother's death day. In the end, she couldn't help feeling hurt.

Long legs a step, Yan Chen walked into the room to see the mother and son playing in the living room.

He stepped forward, directly stretched out a hand to pick up the clothes behind every day and carried him away like a chicken.

Every day, caught off guard, she left from Mu Xiyan's warm arms. Looking back at her father, she quickly struggled with her hands and feet!

"Dad, you let me go! Are you envious of my occupying my mother, niggard, hum

Yan Chen ignored him and explained to Mu Xiyan, "their teacher said that there is a kitchen homework to be finished today. You have a rest and I will take him to do it."

"Otherwise, if I come, what kind of manual work, how can I go to the kitchen? I... "

"No, just take a rest and leave it to me."

Said, Yan Chen has carried every day to the kitchen, Mu Xiyan can only give up.

This head was just put down every day, and immediately questioned in a loud voice, "Dad, where does our teacher arrange any manual homework today! You're lying. You just don't want me to stick to my mother, do you? "

"Shh." Yan Chen stretched out his hand and stroked on his lips.

Like ghosts and spirits every day, they immediately realized that there was a mystery, and their voice was also low.Then, Yan Chen told the story of the car every day, especially Mu Xiyan's miserable childhood. Seeing his distressed expression, he continued, "so, can we make mom happy today?"

"Good! What should we do? " Every day a face fighting.

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Mu Xiyan took a look at the direction of the kitchen, the sound insulation door closed dead, inside from time to time came the movement.

She murmured, "when will the kindergarten do the kitchen homework?"

After a while, Mu Xiyan couldn't help being curious.

Lightly walked past, just ready to open the door, only meet before the door suddenly opened down.

Face to face, a sweet aroma wafted over.

Every day I saw a bowl of round, white flowered dumplings in my hands.

"Mom, dad and I made this for you! Reunion, just like our family, we should be together forever and forever

Every day, there is still white flour powder on his face. Looking at Yan Chen on the side, he is even more miserable on his neat suit.

Mu Xiyan said it was false not to be moved. She didn't expect that the two father and son were so sincere.

"Well? How can I smell a paste? " Mu Xiyan sniffed and looked into the kitchen.

Yan Chen moved, blocking her sight.

He cleared his throat, some unnatural said, "cough, don't look, there are some defective products."

Every day, he couldn't hold back and said, "Mom, dad and I planned to make you stewed pork, but Dad's hands were stupid, and he made paste! That's why we only made dumplings ～ "

seeing the embarrassed expression on Yan Chen's face, Mu Xiyan couldn't help laughing.

"Don't laugh. Have a taste."

With that, Yan Chen scooped one with a spoon, blew air, and then fed it to her.

In a big and a small look forward to the eyes, feel the sweet mouth, Mu Xiyan nodded from the heart.

"Well, it's delicious. I've never had such a delicious dumpling