Chapter 293

Since Lin Peilan boasted Haikou, she would not be unprepared for anything. She not only bought a simple tea tray and tea set on the street, but also bought a set of dancing clothes for Chen's mother.

Chen's mother also talked about Lin Peilan's love for the limelight and refused to ask for the set of dance clothes she bought.

At the moment, Lin Peilan said nothing, asked her to sit down in the living room, washed her hands, and then lit sandalwood. In the afternoon, she boiled a pot of water in the mud stove, which described the running water and made tea for her mother.

This is the first time that Chen's mother has seen such a solemn performance of tea art. Behind the rising steam, Lin Peilan's face looms.

Nonsense, Lin Peilan usually looks good, but now seriously up, that kind of concentration, give her a bit more color, beautiful.

Chen's mother has never left Lin Peilan's hand from the beginning to the end. She has always been attracted by her. I have to say that this set of tea art is really beautiful and novel.

Although there is no need for talent, Lin Peilan's elegance and leisurely tea art complement each other. No one dares to say that it is not good-looking or attentive enough.

"Tea, Ma."

Lin Peilan looked at Chen's mother in a daze and gave her a cup of tea with a smile.

Chen's mother recovered from the shock and looked at Lin Peilan's smiling face seriously. She said nothing and took a sip from the teacup.

"Mom, do you think this tea show is novel? But it goes with your dance. "

"Well! It's just opportunism. With so many talented people, do you think you can win? " Chen's mother dislikes Tao.

"Of course, it can't be compared with their versatile ones, but we should focus on participation instead of opening the window." Knowing that Chen's mother was demanding, Lin Peilan didn't take it to heart. "Maybe your dance can turn the tide around, as the finale..."

"I think what my daughter-in-law said is quite right. You were the queen of dancing." I don't know when Chen's father came back. Before Lin's words were finished, he took them.

"Dad! You are back

"Lao Chen, why are you back?" Chen mother a joy, put down the cup to welcome in the past.

"When Perrin was making tea, I came back to see that your mother and daughter were so harmonious and beautiful. I didn't have the heart to disturb them, so I didn't make a sound."

"Yes? Take a break and I'll pour you tea

Chen's father, tired but still smiling mildly, handed his overcoat to his mother. As soon as he was serious, Chen's mother ran to hang up his clothes and make tea for him. Chen's father stopped him.

Pointing to Lin Peilan, who had just made the tea, he said, "I'll just drink the one that she just made. The aroma makes me greedy. I haven't drunk a mouthful of hot tea these days."

"Oh! That's too hard. How's it going? Did you get hurt? "

"No, our team of comrades went together, and we all came back safely. Comrade Su, don't worry! "

"That's good, that's good."

Chen's mother looked at Chen's father from head to toe and found that he had come back well. She was relieved.

Every time Chen's father goes out on a mission, she is always worried. She is afraid of any bad news to bring back. Until she sees her husband coming back well, she is satisfied. Nothing is more important than her husband's safety.

"Dad, you must not have eaten when you come back at this time. Let me make you a bowl of noodles."

"You can make anything, just a bowl of noodles with your chili sauce."

"It's not that there are pig's hooves. They'll heat up a bowl for your father and drink hot soup before eating noodles."

"Good."

Seeing Chen's mother's face full of joy, Lin Peilan got up and gave the living room to her husband and wife, and went to the kitchen by herself.

Chen's father seldom comes back. Naturally, Lin Peilan can't make a bowl of noodles for him alone.

Open the refrigerator, take out the remaining bowl of pig's hoof soup, pour it into the pot to heat, and then send it to the restaurant for Chen Fu to eat.

Chen's mother wants to fetch water to serve him, but Chen's father smiles and refuses. There's no reason to go home and ask his wife to serve him, even if she wants to.

Lin Peilan did not dare to stay outside. She put a little lean meat on the pig leg in the refrigerator, cut it into thin strips, put it into the pot and stir fry it until golden. Then she added soy sauce to the pan, boiled it with water, and then added green vegetables to serve as a topping. After another pot of noodles was cooked, she fished it out and poured it on.

When the water was boiling, Lin Peilan looked out from the kitchen. Chen's father had already sat down at the table. Chen's mother, like a little girl, supported her chin with both hands and looked at Chen's father. The dignified man also had a soft side. She whispered something, which made Chen's mother surprised and happy.

Lin Peilan knew that in reality, Chen's father's task would not be so simple. She didn't know how many dangers were in it. The reason why she amused Chen's mother was to make her less worried.

Lin Peilan can see how deep their relationship is from the worship of Chen's mother.

Not all feelings can stand the test of time, such as the couple who have been together for decades.

Sometimes they are all in the same city, but it's hard to see each other. They have too many responsibilities on their shoulders. They have to abandon their small families to maintain the stability of the people.

After the noodles were cooked and sent out, Chen's father's bowl of pig's feet with meat and soup had been finished. Chen's mother told him about the five good families in the community for two days.

Chen's father nodded when he told us about Lin Peilan's performance and her dancing.

"We won't be able to win the first place this time. Our family is a powerful faction. You can win as long as I have three points of skill in that year."

Chen's father's serious tone made Lin Peilan want to laugh.

This has to be more to protect the wife, regardless of the red and white, first praise again.

"No way." Chen's mother glared at Chen's father. She caught a glimpse of Lin Peilan coming. She said with a rare good temper, "you go to have a rest first. I'll clean up these later."

"It happened that I promised Jianguo to drive out a sweater for him these days, so I went back upstairs."

Lin Peilan nodded cleverly. Even if she was allowed to stay downstairs to see their husband and wife, she was embarrassed. She might as well hide upstairs and continue knitting.

"Go! It's freezing. I've seen their work hard. Pelan, if you have time, please call him more and cheer him up. "

Before Lin Peilan left, she heard Chen's father tell her.

"All right, Dad, I remember. Let's have noodles. It's going to be burnt after a long time. "

Finally, I went back upstairs, and I could hear the cheerful laughter of Chen's mother from time to time, which was not as strong as when Lin Yuzhu and her fiance were together.

Picking up a sweater that was half as long as a needle, Lin Peilan sat in the quilt, which was cold and warm for a while.

After that, she didn't go downstairs any more. The knitting process of the sweater was very fast, and she could finish the knitting. She got out of bed and found a shirt of Chen Jianguo to compare.