Looking at the little girl doing her homework, Song Yi thought for a long time, "It's not impossible, but you couldn't do much in the past. You could only join in the fun of the crowd."

"I will try my best to help. You can call me if you need anything. Then I will try to finish all my summer homework in these few days."

The movements of Zhou Gulan's hands did not stop for a moment, but on the contrary, the speed accelerated a bit.

"How many days? Can you finish it? That's two months of homework."

"It should work."

Seeing the serious look on the little girl's face, Song Yi smiled and didn't bother her too much. It would probably be the same if she had children in the future. Fortunately, she had good grades and didn't need too much tutoring.

If you are a naughty child with poor grades... I guess you can only finish your summer homework on the last night, and maybe you will have to stay awake by then.

"Hey, husband, please come back soon."

Sighing, Song Yi didn't want to continue watching TV programs. There was nothing to watch. It was just to kill some time. After waiting for an hour or two, Zhou Gulan suddenly stopped writing and looked at the time, and stood up quickly.
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"Master Wife, whatever you want to eat, I will cook it for you."

"Whatever, it's just the two of us."

Zhou Gulan nodded, turned around and opened the refrigerator at home, carefully selected some dishes and ran to the kitchen. But seeing this scene, Song Yi's heart and expression felt like being pricked by needles.

The meals these days are all cooked by girls, which is a bit like hiring child labor, but there is no way, with her husband and her, how can she not be raised to be a lazy person?

Normally her husband doesn't take care of her very well, but for a child to take care of her all the time, she feels a little guilty. You have to know that she is only fifteen years old, and now she is almost taking care of herself.

"How about I do it."

For psychological reasons, Song Yi turned off the TV and followed him into the kitchen. At this time, Zhou Gulan had already tied an apron on herself very skillfully. After tying it, she could also use other kitchen utensils with ease.

The kitchen that was clearly built for Song Yi was understood very well by a child.

"No, I'll make it soon. Just rest."

"Can I help you?"

"It's just food for two people, not enough for two people."

"..."

After being told, Song Yi could only continue to lie on the sofa and be bored, but when the food was cooked, she ate it with gusto.

"Lanlan, I want to discuss something with you."

"You said."

"When your master comes back, will I be able to cook?"

"But I've already thought about what to do when the time comes." Zhou Gulan slowly put the bowl on the table, and his other movements became lighter and lighter, as if he didn't expect that the master's wife would cut off his beard.

"It's okay, it's okay, just leave it to me."

"Okay."

Feeling a little disappointed, Zhou Gulan bit her lips and sat down to eat. She originally thought that the master would come back tomorrow and cook a table of delicious food. She would be happy if the master praised her.

But if she thinks so, Song Yi doesn't think so, and if she doesn't do it, it will be exposed that the girl cooks at home, and her husband will tell her about it.

I don’t want that.

In this way, the two girls at home each have their own ideas, waiting for tomorrow to come.

Time flies too fast.

It’s just a day, just lie at home and watch TV for an afternoon and then stay for an evening and it will be gone.

In the blink of an eye, the next day.

Deyun's overseas team is finally arriving in Yanjing. It's impossible not to be tired after more than ten hours of flight, but when you get off the airport, you have to deal with all kinds of crowds.

Both fans and media.

Especially the media, this time they went overseas, the popularity of domestic news increased, and they even waited for Deyunshe to come back.

You must know that Deyun's overseas business performance in 2011 was an ice-breaking trip in cross talk. This time, he established a branch and did a lot. The key is to promote Chinese traditional culture.

When the actors arrived at the airport, hundreds of people surrounded them.

However, after finally getting away from the crowd, they did not go home or go to the theater immediately. Instead, they attended a small press conference together.

There are many questions, most of which are about performances, and also include the development of many Deyun disciples.

Because during this period of time, both Qi Yuncheng and Yue Yunpeng have become very popular. They have toured nationwide and performed overseas, so they are definitely active on the stage and in people's sight.

And when everything was finished, Qi Yuncheng hurried home without any hesitation.

In the past, let alone home, even if I went to perform in other places, I would not be in a hurry to go back. Instead, I would stay in the library or theater and play as a leisure.

Not now, but there is a beautiful woman waiting for him at home.

"Ah! Husband, are you back?"

"Master, are you back??"

As soon as I came back, two figures happily popped out of the house. The former was wearing an apron and seemed to be cooking. There is no greater happiness than this.

But Qi Yuncheng was very puzzled and turned his eyes to the little girl next to him, "Lanlan, are you here too?"

"She has been here a long time ago and has been staying with me these days. If you don't say anything, I will go cook."

Song Yi turned around and entered the room, feeling very happy, but Zhou Gulan was in a dilemma and wanted to talk to the master more, but he was worried that the master's wife would burn the dishes, so he hesitated, gritted his teeth and decided to go back and take a look.

After being together for so many days, it’s not like she doesn’t know the master’s craftsmanship, but she certainly can’t tell her directly.

When he saw the two of them going in, Qi Yuncheng didn't feel anything strange and just put some of the things he bought into the refrigerator.

It takes about ten minutes.

Lunch is ready.

Plate after plate of food was brought out, and it looked good, including fried meat, fried eggplant, chicken soup, and fried meat!

"How about giving it a try, but it was all done by me, so I can be considered to have made some progress."

Song Yi stood at the dinner table with indescribable pride. Qi Yuncheng served the rice without saying anything. Anyway, the appearance was not too bad.

But when the rice was served and sat down, Qi Yuncheng was about to pick up a chopstick and taste it when he discovered a problem. He looked up at his wife, "Why don't you eat? Just look at me?"

"I don't dare to eat it."

"You know it too!"

With a wry smile, Qi Yuncheng began to hesitate a few dishes. She was not confident herself and didn't know what ingredients were added to it.

"It's okay, I'll eat first."

Zhou Gulan was very excited next to him. He hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and reached out to pick them up while supporting the table. It felt a bit like a death squad.

After picking up a piece of fried pork wrapped in flour, I put it in my mouth and tasted it, and nodded immediately.

"Well, this is okay."

"Really, that's good." Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that he might not be able to do it well.

But the next second Zhou Gulan put down his chopsticks and hurriedly pretended to go to the kitchen to get something. Neither Qi Yuncheng nor Song Yi felt anything.

After a while, Zhou Gulan took out a bowl and quietly stood next to Qi Yuncheng and spoke.

"Master, we have a baby."

The words fell.

Qi Yuncheng couldn't help but smile. It seemed like there was really no difference, but fortunately it wasn't a waste. He could just blow it up again later.

Hey, this life is miserable enough, and the little girl has to suffer too.

I can’t imagine having children in the future.

"Eat, eat! Husband, I feel good after drinking this chicken soup."

Song Yi sat happily eating next to her, while Zhou Gulan quietly moved the fried meat so that the master's wife couldn't get it. Qi Yuncheng saw her little move and shook his head helplessly, pitiful for this girl. Being a disciple is very tiring.
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Fortunately, other dishes are barely edible.

After finishing the meal, several people began to do their own things.

I’m getting married soon and haven’t settled some things yet.

First, go to the wedding company to discuss the details, order a flower car, and rent toasting clothes.

Then there is the matter of arranging the best man, arranging helpers, coordinating the wedding convoy and so on.

These trivial things are the most time-consuming and can even be done in one day.

It's even just a part of the wedding. In the next few days, Qi Yuncheng and Song Yi will have to determine the type of wedding car, the route of the wedding car, whether the red envelope is ready, what time the makeup artist will arrive, wedding photography, and the gathering time for photography, etc.

There must be constant help from the mistress, and there are also things that the bridesmaids need to pay attention to, but some things are better understood by yourself.

In short, before August 8th, two people have to make sure to pay attention to things almost as soon as they open their eyes, in order not to make mistakes on their wedding day.

You must know that Deyun is a big family, which is bigger than the average wedding scene.

At the same time, Song Yi's parents have also taken over in the past few days. With them, they can be more relaxed and can help take care of a lot, and they also have experience.

In this way, a few days passed, and the time finally came to the evening of August 7th.

This evening.

The young couple separated after dealing with all kinds of messy things. Because Song Yi was from other provinces, it was impossible to go home to pick her up. They could only arrange a hotel to pick her up at that time.

After going to the hotel and seeing some people off, Song Yi looked at his parents who didn't understand.
To be continued...