My girlfriend is from the future!

After taking a bus to RT-Mart near home, he bought all the ingredients he needed. When He Tianran rushed home with big bags and small bags, it was already around six o'clock.

When he walked to the entrance of the community, he accidentally found Cao Aiqing standing outside. The girl had long hair tied into a ponytail, and she was dressed in a simple casual dress. The dim sunlight was just smudged on her fair cheeks, so clear that she could see every detail clearly. A tiny fluff, even a strand of curled hair at the end, is so calm and gentle, outlining the shape of light.

The other party was leaning sideways at this moment, holding the phone in his hand and putting it to his ear, and just in time, He Tianran felt the phone vibrate twice in his pocket, as if at the same frequency as his heartbeat.

"Hey~!"

The man stood where he was, and called out with a smile.

The woman suddenly turned her head to look, the phone was slowly put down, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly unconsciously when her eyes made contact.

Both of them had bright faces on their faces.

The sunset at this moment is infinitely good.

He Tianran walked over and handed a lighter plastic bag to Cao Aiqing. The girl took it and led it with both hands. The two walked into the community facing the setting sun, their shadows were stretched very long.

"Why did you go downstairs? Didn't you make soup at home? My mother doesn't know the difference between grains and grains. She can't help you see the fire."

"Aunt Bai is not as miserable as you said."

"Hehe, if you live with her for a while, you will know how poor her knowledge is in this area, and you don't know how she has spent the past few years abroad."

"Naturally, she hired a domestic helper when she was abroad. I went to eat there once. That Filipino maid is very good at cooking."

"Really? How does it compare to me?"

"Different."

"What's the difference?"

"Of course the nature is different."

The two chatted casually during the short journey home. The girl took two steps forward, turned around, and said happily while stepping back:
"There is a surprise for dinner today, it's all your favorite food."

"That's for sure. Whether it's made by you or by myself, which one do I not like? And I bought the ingredients."

Unexpectedly, Cao Aiqing shook her head, and the ponytail behind her head swayed slightly. She said mysteriously:
"No, no, didn't you ask me why I came down to pick you up? Because someone in the kitchen has already replaced me, and all the ingredients have been bought."

"what?"

The man was taken aback, Cao Aiqing smiled and said nothing, and He Tianran didn't rush to find out the answer, but reserved some anticipation for the unknown. After a few minutes, the two walked into the elevator and arrived at the floor where the rental house was located.

The door of the house was not closed, and as soon as they got out of the elevator, they could smell the rich aroma of stir-fried dishes in an iron pan. When the two walked to the door, they could see Bai Wenyu in the living room wearing loose clothes at home, with her hair tied up in a bun and her nose on the bridge Wearing a pair of anti-blue light glasses, staring at an Apple notebook in front of him, he is concentrating on some affairs.

"mom."

"Aunt Bai~"

The young man and woman were changing slippers at the door. Hearing the movement, the middle-aged woman in the living room looked up, and said "hm", picked up the steaming barley tea on the table, blew on it, and drank it. a mouthful.

There were sounds of cooking in the kitchen one after another, and when He Tianran was still in doubt, suddenly a familiar male voice came from a side invisible from the angle of view:
"Naturally, your kitchen knife is not easy to use. Did you never sharpen it when you bought it?"

He Tianran was startled when he heard the voice. He looked at Cao Aiqing beside him. The girl covered her mouth and smiled lightly, and gave him a look.

The man took two quick steps, walked to the living room and looked towards the open kitchen. Sure enough, the person who was cooking at the moment was his father——He Panshan.

After removing the usual suits and leather shoes and solemn dignity in the company, He Panshan is now like an ordinary old man, wearing a simple white two-strand waistcoat and a pair of sprint trousers. Although he is not young, but every time The forearm muscles that bulged when the pot was turned over still proved the man's strength and reliability, and feeling his son's gaze, he even raised his head, looked at each other, and grinned.

"……dad?"

"It's just in time for you to come back. Where is the old soy sauce that Ai Qing asked you to buy? Take it out quickly, the braised pork is waiting to be colored."

"Ah, oh!"

He Ranran hurriedly put the plastic bag in his hand on the table, took out the newly bought soy sauce and walked towards his father.

Cao Aiqing followed behind and also put the things on the table. She first looked at He Tianran walking towards her father's back, and then turned her head to look at Bai Wenyu who was sitting on the sofa. She never let go of her hand, and at this moment her eyes were also looking at the father and son, and when she found that Cao Aiqing was looking at her, she subconsciously raised the teacup and took a sip of tea as a cover-up.

However, when she made this action, she realized that her actions would be counterproductive in the end, highlighting her embarrassment. However, when she looked again, Cao Aiqing had already carried the ingredients and walked towards the refrigerator as if she hadn't noticed it.

On the other side, He Tianran unscrewed the lid and poured some soy sauce into the spoon He Panshan handed over.

"All right."

Following an order, He Tianran put the soy sauce aside, poured a spoonful of old soy sauce on He Panshan and turned it over again to collect the juice. People's appetite is greatly increased.

But compared to appetite, He Tianran is more concerned about his father who appeared at home in front of him.

He looked at the other party up and down, saw that the vest and trousers he was wearing were inexplicably familiar, and said:

"Dad, are you... turning my clothes inside out?"

"That's right, I came here in formal clothes. I was too stretched to cook and uncomfortable, so I went to your room and got two clothes to wear."

"Then... why don't you talk about it when you come here today?"

"What are you talking about? It's inconvenient for me to come home, isn't it? Get out of the way, the plate is ready, don't get in the way."

He Panshan turned off the fire and picked up the iron pot. He Tianran hurriedly took out a dish from the cupboard to serve the dishes. While the old father was loading the dishes, the son said:
"It's not inconvenient, it's just a little sudden, how could I have thought about it..."

"Try it."

"what?"

"Try it."

Before his son could finish speaking, He Panshan scooped up the last piece of meat in the pot with an iron spoon and handed it to He Tianran's mouth.

The son stared at the juicy, oily braised pork in front of him for a while, and his father shook the spoon again, signaling him to speak quickly.

In the end, He Tianran lowered his head, looked at He Panshan with both eyes, stretched out his neck, and ate the piece of braised pork on the iron spoon into his mouth, and the next second——

"Hey——hiss, whoo, it's so hot..."

"Hahahaha...you blow it when you eat, it's exactly the same as when you were a child."

The son's sudden embarrassment made the father overjoyed, and the movement of the father and son also attracted the attention of the two women present not far away, and they all smiled knowingly.

He Panshan proudly said: "How about it, is your father's craftsmanship the same as before?"

"same……"

He Tianran opened his mouth, fanning the wind with his hand continuously, and expressed his affirmation vaguely in his mouth.

In fact, he didn't remember the taste of He Panshan's food for a long time. Even this time, under the hot temperature of the meat, no matter how wonderful the taste was, he couldn't taste any flavor for the time being.

The scorching temperature in his mouth seemed to force his tears, but even so, he smiled and repeated to his father affirmatively:
"Same...same..." (end of this chapter)