Qi Yanjin said, "take a bath first. There are new clothes in the wardrobe. I bought them for you. We'll wait for you in the restaurant."

Then he turned and went out.

Looking at his back year after year, I have an indescribable feeling in my heart.

-

After going out, Qi Yanjin picked up his mobile phone and sent a wechat message to a girl: peace.

Mindless: Why are you so punctual? I'll sit down and have a rest.

Yan Jin's father: tell you not to be too tired.

Mindless: No, I can't stop. Otherwise, if my father suddenly takes me back, I won't have time to practice dancing.

Yan Jin's father: it's not as serious as you think. No matter how unreasonable he is, he won't force you to withdraw.

No, it's a woman's sixth sense. I always think something big is going to happen.

Qi Yanjin sighed helplessly, and simply gave her a voice: "you just love wishful thinking."

Mindless Mengmeng Da: if you want to die, don't make a voice. If I can hear your voice, I can't wash it when I jump into the Yellow River.

Qi Yanjin raises eyebrows. Is he being rejected?

The living room on the first floor.

Shen qinger sets up three sets of tableware. Although she is not young, has seen many big scenes, and has developed a good psychological quality, she is a little out of control tonight. She is a little anxious.

Why hasn't it been so long every year?

The sound of footsteps came from the stairs. Shen qinger was glad to see that it was Yan Jin, and his face was disappointed.

Qi Yanjin walked up to her, sat down gracefully and said, "Mom, I'm still taking a bath every year, and so on."

"I'm taking a bath. Do you like her new room? If you don't like it, mom can buy her a new set outside

"Mom, I love her room every year."

"Really?" Shen qinger smiles happily.

Qi Yanjin nodded: "don't believe that you ask her when the years come down."

"Mom won't ask, so that she won't feel annoyed. If she is short of something, you can buy it if it's convenient. If it's inconvenient to tell me, I'll go out and buy it for her."

"Mom, don't be too nervous. We are still young every year. Let's take our time."

"Ah..." Shen qinger sighed. She was just afraid.

Her body is not as good as day by day. Even if she can't stand it all of a sudden, she will die without calling her mother every year.

As if seeing through her mind, Qi Yanjin held her hand and said, "Mom, you are thinking again."

Shen qinger said with a smile, "no, mom is thinking about what to make for you tomorrow."

"Mom, I want to eat braised pork."

"Braised pork, I remember. Is there anything else?"

"Let me see..."

Mother and son had a good conversation.

Not long after, every year for a white home clothes down.

Shen qinger looked at her from a distance, eyes full of doting, waved: "every year, come to dinner."

I took a look at her every year, walked slowly, and finally sat in the middle of the mother and son.

There are four dishes and one soup on the table. They are all Yan Jin's favorite dishes.

Shen qinger doesn't know what she likes to eat every year, so she makes Yan Jin's favorite food. Maybe brother and sister have the same taste, so she wants to take a chance.

Every year, I picked up a bowl and chopsticks, sandwiched a sweet and sour ribs which was closest to her, and took a bite.

Shen Qing'er took a furtive look at her. He didn't dare to look at her for too long. He was afraid that she would dislike her. He soon put his eyes on Yan Jin and said with a smile, "Yan Jin, my mother has nothing to do recently. Do you want my mother to knit you a sweater?"

"Yes, but knitting will hurt your eyes. Don't knit too long, mom."

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