I am Feng Jun

Chapter 905 904. How did you wake up?
Even if there is not much time left, it will last until breakfast is ready.

Wen Wanyun escorted him to the dining room, propped his hands on the stove for a while, then started the pot to heat up some oil, and grabbed two handfuls of peanuts into it.

When it is fried until it is browned and crispy, take it out and put it on a plate to control the oil, then sprinkle with salt, cut some diced onion, cucumber and endive, pour half of the peanuts into it and mix it with a cold dish.

When the steamed dumplings came out of the pot, Wen Wanyun brought over a plate of dumplings and mixed cold dishes, and only took a pair of chopsticks.

Shen Ci, who was forced to wait in the restaurant, was lying on the table very bored. It seemed to be the first time he was kicked out of the kitchen by his mother.

This made him very puzzled, he is not Xiao Ya'er, he can't fry the kitchen, why should he be kicked out?

"A Ci, it's done."

When the steamed dumplings and cold dishes were delivered to him, Shen Ci sat up abruptly, his eyes shining.

Wuhu has more than just steamed dumplings!
"Mom, don't you want to eat? Why only have one pair of chopsticks!"

Shen Ci was not overwhelmed by the surprise, and asked suspiciously, Wen Wanyun held down Shen Ci who was about to stand up, rubbed his head, and said in a gentle voice.

"Mom will serve again, you eat first."

"Oh."

The anxious Shen Ci couldn't hold back anymore, he had been thinking about these things for more than ten years.

The dumplings are still steaming, the thin skin is crystal clear, and some fillings can be seen inside. There are large pieces of shrimp in it. There is no shortage of ingredients from my mother.

The familiar soft waxy taste and fragrant taste seemed to explode from the soul, which made him feel an unprecedented satisfaction.

Never before has any dream become so real as it is today.

There is also the cold dish, crispy and slightly salty peanuts, sweet and sour purple onions, slightly cold but good-tasting cucumbers, and fresh chicory, all blended together, it is the taste that belongs only to mother .

Even though he was taught by Wen Wanyun, the things he made have never tasted such a familiar taste.

The stimulated taste buds wanted to grab more, but the reluctance in his heart made him taste it slowly, but he didn't feel something was wrong until half a plate of steamed dumplings was gone.

"mom?"

people!

When the chair was pulled back, there was a screeching sound on the tiles of the double lotus, and Shen Ci's feet were abnormally messy and flustered.

However, when he ran to the kitchen, he found that there was no one there.

The stove was still hot, the used kitchen knives hadn't been cleaned in time, and the range hood was still on, but the only person he was dreaming of disappeared.

Shen Ci searched the whole house but couldn't find a familiar figure, and returned to the restaurant in a sense of loss, where half a plate of steamed dumplings and cold dishes remained.

He sat down weakly, picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a dumpling and took a bite.

Under the slender eyelash feathers, a drop of crystal clear liquid seeped out of it, slammed heavily on the white table, splashed, and landed on the back of the hand, a trace of coolness penetrated into the tip of the heart.

It turned out that after waking up from the dream, even the smell disappeared without a trace.

But the dream is tasteless, shouldn't it also be painless?

Then why does my heart hurt so much, it hurts so much, it's so unreal.

Is it so difficult to keep her forever, even in a dream?
"Mom, even if you want to leave, just tell me."

In the huge courtyard where there was only one person left, the autumn wind rustled through the leaves of the jujube trees, and the dull and depressed voice sounded faintly, drifting in the wind, but the sound of sighs remained forever.

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Tears wet the skirt of her chest, and when the morning light was dim, Mu Yuanxi noticed the abnormality of the boy in her arms, her heart was raised, she gently stroked his back, and whispered in his ear.

"Baby, it's okay, it's okay"

Shen Ci who opened his eyes hazily raised his head, and what he saw was Mu Yuanxi's Mo pupils overflowing with distress.

Seeing that he woke up with tears in his eyes, Mu Yuanxi couldn't help but kissed the corners of his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"I dreamed about my mother."

Shen Cihuan tightened her waist, as if afraid that she would disappear without saying a word, her hoarse voice was extremely low.

Mu Yuanxi sighed slightly, lowered his voice and asked softly.

"Unpleasant?"

"No."

Shen Ci shook his head, "She is still as young and beautiful as before, gentle and kind, and even made me steamed dumplings and peanuts, but"

As he spoke, his voice suddenly choked up. In the faint morning light, the young man in Mu Yuanxi's arms was extremely fragile.

"But she just disappeared, I thought she went to bring her own breakfast with me, but she didn't come, she left, she left me alone in the restaurant, and then the taste changed, no, no Taste, it was a dream, but it was so real, why did I wake up?"

The intermittent dull voice floated out little by little, and Mu Yuanxi couldn't help but hug him a little bit every time he said a word.

"I still dream of it. She must also want to come to see you, doesn't she? Baby, don't be sad, I feel bad."

"Daughter-in-law, she promised me that she would visit me occasionally, she won't break her promise, right?"

He needed a guarantee too much. At this moment, the only one who could make him get out of this emotion was Mu Yuanxi.

"Will not."

Mu Yuanxi nodded slowly, patted the boy on the back, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and comforted him softly.

"It's not time yet, continue to sleep?"

After being silent in his arms for a while, the boy shook his head, "No."

Mu Yuanxi sighed softly, and could only pass on his own warmth to soothe his fragility.

"young married woman"

After a long silence, the boy's voice sounded again, much better than the crying just now, and Mu Yuanxi responded.

"I mentioned you to my mother, and she said she likes you."

Mu Yuanxi's lips were slightly raised, and his fingertips were interspersed between his hair. Looking at the young man's raised eyes, they were extremely clear, and there was a little gleam in them, and his love and compassion multiplied.

"That's good."

"She also asked me to protect you, don't bully you"

Shen Ci muttered slowly without any logic, while Mu Yuanxi listened quietly.

"I didn't bully you, it was you who bullied me."

Still in bed.

It's just that it's impossible for him to tell his mother so in his dream, so he can only pass by casually.

Mu Yuanxi scratched the tip of his nose, "If you don't bully you, that's called pity for you."

How can things on the bed be called bullying!
Shen Ci snorted softly and continued.

"She also said that she wanted me to be happy. Do you think she can see me? Like a star in the sky."

"Maybe? But I also hope you are happy. If she can see it, she definitely doesn't want to see you sad for her."

"Oh, then I promised her to burn more paper for her, don't you find it troublesome?"

He was fine, but he was worried that his wife would find it troublesome.

Mu Yuanxi shook his head slightly, "How come, you can burn it every day if you want, but you can't be too sad, you know."

Only then did the young man stretch his brows a little, raised his head and touched her lips actively, "That's so good."

Mu Yuanxi bit his lips that were about to leave at the touch, rubbed them lightly, and then slowly separated after having had a good time.

"Of course, you have to remember, you still have me."

"Well, I remember, how often do you think I dream of her?"

"Maybe she wants to see you when she sees that you are living happily and contentedly?"

Mu Yuanxi coaxed him, but essentially wanted him to be happy forever.

Even though he lost enough, he still carried a lot.

Whether it is the parents or the wife-owner, they all hope that he can continue to be happy with sincerity.

That is their most sincere wish.

　In the next chapter, Lord Ci will find something wrong, but just use his brain circuit, hehe.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)