2810: Stir-fried bean sprouts with scallions: this is for him

Stir-fried bean sprouts with scallions: this is for him

"No, my mom said that they didn't touch the money I sent back. My dad donated some to the college at the foot of the mountain to improve the doll's food,"Xin ya said and directly jumped into the central room because it was too cold outside.1

Ye Cong followed her in and watched as Xin ya helped Xin Ya's father move the stove into one of the small rooms.

Ye Cong:"..."

This was probably for him.

This was probably the first time since ye Cong had grown up that he had been treated with such importance. There was no heating, no big meals, and no good environment.

But the current situation was that they had given their best to treat him.

Just like Xin Ya, this little fool, she always tried her best to do things and spared no effort to be good to others. This was a kind of family upbringing, and it was subtly instilled during the process of growing up.

The dining table was not big. It would be much more crowded with Ye Cong alone. The bowls and chopsticks were not high-end bowls and chopsticks that were so exquisite that they could be used as decorations. They were just ordinary ones, the ones that cost less than a dollar when they were bought.

"There's nothing to entertain at home. Boss Ye, don't mind."Xin Ya's father poured a glass of wine for him and said with embarrassment.

"Uncle, just call me by my name. I'm the one who took the liberty to visit. Sorry for the trouble."Ye Cong respectfully received the wine from Xin Ya's father with both hands.

Xin Ya's father's gaze fell on his actions. A man's drinking depended largely on his behavior. Ye Cong's actions of receiving the wine clearly lowered the position of his hands. It could be seen how much respect he had for the person who handed the wine to him.

The taste of wine was the quality of one's character. Therefore, he could tell that his daughter's boss was a good person.

"Yang Yang, you should learn from him."Xin Ya's mother looked at her son who was holding a pair of chopsticks and was about to pick up some meat. She spoke in a resentful tone.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

Ye Cong had brought Xin Yang and Xin Miao to eat a few times, so he really did not treat ye Cong as an outsider. Second sister said that brother Ye would be their brother-in-law sooner or later, so why should he be an outsider?

"Brother Ye, I'm so lucky to have you here. In the past, we could only eat so many dishes on New Year's Eve. Usually, my mother would give us pickled vegetables,"xin yang complained.

"You want a beating, don't you?"Xin Ya's mother glared at Xin Yang. She was obviously dissatisfied with her son's words.

"In that case, uncle and Aunty really care too much about me. I was originally alone. I'm already very happy to be here with Ya'er. Uncle and Aunty don't have to be so polite,"ye Cong said with a low laugh, his voice was elegant, as if it was wrong for anyone to refute him.

Xin Ya:"..."

He had never been so easy to talk to her in the past.

"You --"Xin YA was about to say something, but ye Cong stepped on her from under the table. "Hiss, you do --"

Ye Cong turned his face and looked at Xin Ya with a smile. "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

Xin Ya endured the pain of being stepped on by him, and her smile was uglier than her crying face. "You're tired from driving all the way here. It's normal for my mom to Cook Something Delicious. Boss, try it. My Mom's cooking is better than mine."

Ye Cong was very satisfied with her reaction. Xin Ya's mother had already placed a boneless piece of chicken into his bowl. "These are all home-cooked dishes. Try Them."

Ye Cong thanked her and picked up his chopsticks, after eating, he said, "Auntie's cooking is indeed better than Ya'er's, but I think that Ya'er has inherited her skills from Auntie. It's not easy to eat these home-cooked dishes in the city. It's all thanks to Ya'er being by my side."

Xin Ya:"..."

Did she have to make it sound so grand that she was a nanny?

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