Lin Yao came out of home and felt comfortable when he got on Guanze's car. His mother stood at the gate and shouted: "You can go outside tonight, don't eat gutter oil-"

"Don't worry!" Lin Yao lowered the car window and shouted.

"Guan Ze, I'll tell you to try making the apple-cooked pork when you go back, and you won't call me to ask-" my mother continued to shout.

"Okay--" Guan Ze shouted at Lin Yao's car window.

"I'll fuck you a little bit harder, my ears are deaf." Lin Yao frowned.

"You howl no worse than me," Guan Ze started the car, "Where are we going now?"

"Drive first," Lin Yao was in a good mood. It doesn't matter if Guan Ze drove him on the Second Ring Road to play with him. But after thinking about it, he took a photo and said, "Do you want to go to the welfare home?"

"Well, then go see my son," Guan Ze drove the car out of the community, "Go to the supermarket to buy something for him first."

The supermarket is very lively. Various big discounts and rewards were attracted by the New Year. Lin Yao estimated that his mother should go out in the past few days.

"My mother should come out to grab the goods these days," Lin Yao wandered around the children's toy area behind Guan Ze, "Do you want to experience it with me?"

"Okay," Guan Ze nodded, took a car model and put it in the shopping cart, "I called Mr. Qiu in the morning and went back to work after the New Year. I have time during this period."

"Well, have you felt any discomfort in the past two days?" Lin Yao looked at Guan Ze's head and wanted to touch it again, but there were a few people around him, so he put his hand in his pocket.

"The wound is pretty good. The stitches have been removed for more than ten days. What can you feel uncomfortable?" Guan Ze paused for a moment, and then added slowly, "It's true that my butt is a little uncomfortable."

Lin Yao was stunned for a moment and quickly looked around, shouting in a low voice: "You are catching up with the Shaolin Temple cooking pot!"

"What," Guan Ze curled the corners of his mouth, "Don't you let me say you feel uncomfortable after you have finished your fun?"

"Then I didn't even whisper in public at that time. Besides, I didn't even mess with you even cheating me." Lin Yao took a few dolls and put them in the shopping cart, and there were many girls in the welfare home.

"Then I can't stand it. Even if the foreplay is cancelled, there is no preparation..."

"Shut up!" Lin Yao's face turned red, and he wanted to bury his face in the pile of dolls.

They bought a lot of food and fun and stuffed the back boxes. When the car drove to the welfare home, Lin Yao sighed in particular: "I now feel that I have a unique style of a loving messenger."

"Yes." Guan Ze nodded.

"But I'm a little worried. I promised Lu Teng, you will take him to play from time to time," Lin Yao frowned. "As soon as I ran for a month, would he think I lied to him?"

"You will become garlic paste in the next life," Guan Ze smiled and looked at him, "a big bowl."

"Get out, didn't you lied to him to say that he was on a business trip?"

"I said I would go to see him when I came back from a business trip. I've come back from a business trip. I've gone to see him," Guan Ze pointed to the steering wheel, "Lin Dagar and Lin Garlic, do you say I will meet you in the next life, should I eat it or not?"

"Eat! Must eat! If you want me to be garlic paste in the next life, you will definitely find someone else. You can eat me every day and then who do you want to kill whom you want," Lin Yao planned, "and then you will die alone and start your next life again, and then you will meet me, how about it."

"Well, it's not bad, but if you see me, you must not do this like in this life. How about just confessing your love?" Guan Ze smiled and reached out to his hand and quenched his face.

"Okay." Lin Yao nodded seriously.

When Che Gang stopped outside the gate of the Welfare Court, Lin Yao heard Lu Teng's voice. It was the time for school to finish, Lu Teng saw Guan Ze's car just after turning the intersection, and ran over with shouting.

"Dad--" Lu Teng shouted excitedly, running quite steadily.

"Just just finished school?" Guan Ze jumped out of the car, squatted down, spread his arms, threw Lu Teng into his arms, and hugged him, "Let me see if you haven't seen you for a month?"

"It's grown!" Lu Teng's face turned red with excitement, and he hugged Guan Ze's neck and refused to let go. "Aunt Lu measured it yesterday, and it grew by one centimeter!"

"It's really good. I haven't grown up in ten years." Guan Ze and Lu Teng kissed on the face.

"I'm so awesome," Lu Teng smiled proudly, "Brother Xiao Ke said that ** will grow in the future."

Guan Ze almost understood what he said, and he was stunned before asking, "**? Who said it?"

"Well, it's just the same room as me, the one who's in the fourth grade," Lu Teng looked into the car and suddenly shouted again, "Brother Lin Yao—"

"Come and let your brother hug you." Lin Yao also stretched out his arms.

Guan Ze put Lu Teng on the ground, and Lu Teng rushed to Lin Yao, and said a little aggrievedly: "Brother, didn't you say you would take me to play? You didn't come."

"I..." Lin Yao hugged Lu Teng tightly, wrapped like a small rice dumpling. His question made him feel very sorry, so he had to glar at Guan Ze fiercely, "I have something to do temporarily, it's very urgent, and I don't have time to come and tell you, I'm sorry."

"Forget it," Lu Teng turned his head and rested it on his shoulder, patted his back twice, and said comfortably, "It's okay, I guess you've delayed something urgent and didn't get angry. Anyway, you are here with your father."

Lin Yao heard Lu Teng's words for a while and didn't know what to say. The child could say a few words from time to time, so he couldn't answer the words.

The aunt in the welfare home registered their toys and clothes to buy and made gifts to the children during the Chinese New Year.

Guan Ze and Lin Yao took Lu Teng to play in the yard to play the role of the see-through. Lin Yao and Lu Teng hadn't played with this thing for a long time. In order to make Lu Teng's feet touch the ground every time, he had to squat all the time, and he was always worried that he would stretch his crotch if he had to stretch it out a few more times.

"Dad," Lu Teng waved his hand, "Aunt Lu said that I can go out with you during the New Year. Can you take me home to spend it?"

"Don't you spend the yard this year?" Guan Ze looked at Lin Yao. He went to the welfare home to accompany Lu Teng during the Chinese New Year. This year, Lin Yao's mother said she would go home, and he was thinking about how to arrange it.

"Would you be fine when you go to my brother's house for the New Year with your dad?" Lin Yao asked Lu Teng with his head down.

"Is it convenient?" Guan Ze asked.

"My mother loves fun, especially children. Every time my family goes through the Chinese New Year, there are a lot of people," Lin Yao rubbed his nose, "My cousin and the children are almost that big, and the room is full of ​​..."

"All relatives come to your house?" Guan Ze was stunned.

"Well, in the past, Thirty-seven went to my grandfather's house. Isn't it that the land was not enough? Later, we changed our house and it was spacious..." Lin Yao stopped halfway through and suddenly understood the meaning of Guan Ze's question. My mother asked Guan Ze to celebrate the New Year at home, which means that relatives would see Guan Ze. What should we introduce at that time?

"I'll go, dad, let's go, okay?" Lu Teng was excited when he heard Lin Yao's words, and twisted and rubbed towards Lin Yao, "Brother, I'll go to your house for the New Year and I don't have the New Year at home."

Lu Teng's words made Lin Yao's nose feel sour. He hugged Lu Teng: "Well, go, there are a few friends about the same age as you. You can celebrate the New Year with them, and my brother will make dumplings for you."

After leaving the welfare home, Guan Ze said that he would go home to cook and try to teach Lin's mother that apple-cooked meat. The two bought a bunch of vegetables, but regardless of whether they could cook it, they took it home first.

Lin Yao spread all the groceries and put them on the chopping board. After studying for a long time, he decided to wash the vegetables first. Guan Ze came over and looked at him with his arms in his arms. For some reason, Lin Yao was not myopic, but when he washed things, he was like washing his face and putting vegetables on his nose. The same is true for washing dishes. Guan Ze looked at him for a long time before asking: "You can make dumplings?"

"Why can't it be?" Lin Yao tskated and frowned again. The water rushed to the leaves and slapped him. "I tell you, it's easy for me to make dumplings every year. Put it on the filling and fold it in half and press it. The only disadvantage is that I can't stand up and lie down..."

"I will make dumplings on my tummy," Guan Ze laughed, "I thought you would be better off."

"The key is that it's not my turn. My brother can pick up three skins at a time since junior high school and it's first-class speed. He can make dumplings for five or six people. You said that there's nothing else to do with me besides making them...will you?"

"No," Guan Ze smiled, "I have never made dumplings."

"Don't you eat dumplings during the New Year at Ningjuan's house?" Lin Yao was stunned.

"I'm busy at the New Year's shop and don't care about it. I just cook and eat it after I finish buying dumplings."

Lin Yao put down the food in his hand, turned off the water, turned around and hugged Guan Ze's waist, and touched his face: "Bald..."

"The hands are so cold," Guan Ze frowned and held his hand, "Why didn't you use hot water?"

"Twist the side," Lin Yao looked at the faucet, "I said it's a bit strange to wash it, it's bare..."

"Please speak, Taoist priest." Guan Ze sighed.

"You've never made dumplings?"

"Yeah, no."

"I haven't eaten handmade dumplings during the Chinese New Year?"

"No."

Lin Yao didn't say anything, hugged Guan Ze tightly, and whispered in his ear: "My husband will love you well in the future and give you dumplings to eat, so that you won't be so pitiful anymore."

"Yes." Guan Ze held back his laughter and touched his back.

However, although Lin Yao said something a bit coke, the meaning still made Guan Ze feel very warm.

When Guan Ze was busy making apple-cooked pork in the kitchen, Lin Yao couldn't bear to watch it. The taste of my mother's cooking this dish was already amazing. Then she taught her how she didn't know how to cook. Second knife Guan Ze...

"Daughter-in-law," Lin Yao sat cross-legged on the sofa and shouted at the kitchen, "Okay? Don't be embarrassed to ask your mother-in-law!"

"Watch your TV, when you shouted, I forgot to put salt or not," Guan Ze replied in the kitchen.

"Don't do this, hero," Lin Yao was very depressed, "Take it!"

"I didn't taste it, I put it again anyway. If it's salty when it comes out of the pot, I can add some water."

"Damn," Lin Yao poured it on the sofa, "Is this how you cook noodles?"

"Yes, add water and add salt until it is salty." Guan Ze answered calmly.

"You will definitely have a common language with your mother-in-law..."

When Guan Ze brought the cooked dishes out, Lin Yao mustered up the courage to taste them, but found that the taste was unexpectedly good. He widened his eyes: "Hey, hey, did you do it according to my mother's method?"

"Yes," Guan Ze also picked up a chopstick and tasted it, "It seems to be quite delicious?"

"It's delicious! It's strange!" Lin Yao picked up another piece of apple and put it in his mouth, "Hey, the apple tastes good, it's not normal. If I follow my mother's method, it's impossible to taste this!"

"Eat, you're responsible for serving the rice," Guan Ze handed him his bowl, "This only means that your mother's skills are beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"Our mother." Lin Yao took the bowl and served him the rice.

"Well, this only means that our mother's skills are beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"Guan Ze, that's it," Lin Yao slapped the table, "My mother asked her to teach you the dishes during the New Year. Then you cook it. Don't say how delicious you can make it, but it will definitely taste normal, how about it?"

"Yes, come on." Guan Ze smiled.

After dinner, Lin Yao cleaned up the dishes and went to wash, and Guan Ze stood on the side: "I remember you are not myopic."

"Who told you that I have myopia? I have good eyesight," Lin Yao turned his head and glared at him, "I can get to the level of Hawkeye."
To be continued...