Chapter 137 Addiction

On the last day of the year, people inside and outside are busy saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, cleaning, pasting bright red Spring Festival couplets, and the sunshine is also shining on people's faces, making them happy.

However, Su Qianai has been nestled in her room, closing the heavy curtains tightly, and the light could not penetrate at all. The light made her unable to distinguish day and night. She knocked on the notebook every day, as if everything outside had nothing to do with her.

In fact, she used to like the Spring Festival best, but now...

She really can't get any interest. Only by looking at her notebook can she find her own happiness.

"Xiao Ai, you surf the Internet every day and don't go out to walk around. Don't suffothe your body." Ying Ruomin came in with a small tray in her. She looked at her daughter's voice sadly and glanced at the screen intentionally or unintentionally.

Su Qianai stopped and turned around, smiled at her mother, stretched out and said, "Mom, I'm fine, but it's cold outside. I don't want to go out for a walk. When the weather gets warm, I will definitely go out.

Previously, Ying Ruomin also asked Su Qianai what she was doing online every day. Su Qianai told her that she was bored, so she learned to write some novels online. Ying Ruomin is not interested in this and doesn't ask much. She just often tells her to pay attention to her body and pay attention to rest.

Ying Ruomin put the small tray on the table, opened the lid of the crock pot in the middle, and a fragrance immediately came to her nose.

"Wow, it smells so good. Is it partridge soup again?" Su Qianai, who only ate a piece of cake in the morning, immediately felt a little hungry. She quickly poked over and smelled the fragrance vigorously.

"Yes, today is Fig Sichuan partridge Soup. I have asked the doctor. The doctor said that this is a tonic that dissolves phlegm, moisturizes the lungs and nourishes the mind. I think you are not in good health recently and is in a restless mood. Maybe it will be better to drink this soup." Ying Ruomin took a spoon and scooped the soup into a small bowl, and then went to Su Qianai.

Su Qianai looked at the fragrant soup and looked at Ying Ruomin with great action and said, "Mom, thank you for your hard work. During this period, you have always changed flowers to make soup for me. I'm really..."

Ying Ruomin deliberately stared and pretended to be unhappy and said, "Do you think my mother's stew is not good?"

Su Qianai quickly waved his hand: "No, no. It's delicious. It's delicious. I'm just afraid that my mother will work too hard. I not only have to make soup in different ways every day, but also spend so much time doing it.

Ying Ruomin then turned her face and smiled and said, "Well, mom is also teasing you. Knowing that Xiao Ai loves her mother, doesn't mom care about Xiao Ai? Mom is afraid that she can't do anything for you when she is old. Now that she can do it, she will be happy to do anything for you.

Su Qianai picked up the bowl, scooped up a cup of soup, blew it gently, and then sent it to Ying Ruomin's lips and said gently, "Mom, you are already in poor health, and you are busy with me every day. You can also take a sip."

Ying Ruomin looked at Su Qianai with a kind face, gently pushed the sauce back to Su Qianai's lips, and said softly, "Good boy, my mother knows that you are filial, and my mother is very happy, but the happiest thing for my mother is to watch the children eat all the food that my mother cooks for them, which means that my mother is not A useless mother can still shine for her children.

Su Qianai immediately drank all the soup, and deliberately exaggeratedly said, "It's so fresh. It's delicious. Mom, your cooking skills have improved again!"

Ying Ruomin smiled very knowingly, pointed to Su Qianai's forehead and said, "Your little mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter, but my mother likes to hear you say such words, which makes my mother feel that you are still Xiao Ai when you were a child, still so cute and never grow up."

Su Qianai took another sip of soup and said sadly, "Mom, if you want to make soup in the future, don't rack your brains and think about it so much. Just stew the partridge soup for me. Just stew it. I think it's delicious."

"Good." Ying Ruomin answered softly, and then looked at her daughter's lovely appearance with a smile.

Su Qianai was about to take a third sip when a slight knock came from outside the door: "Xiao Ai? I'm Sang Cenqing. Can I come in?

Ying Ruomin was very happy to hear that Sang Cenqing came. She didn't wait for Su Qianai to refuse. She quickly got up to open the door and met a smiling face: "Cen Qing, come in, come in quickly."

Sang Cenqing seemed to be a little surprised. He stood at the door and looked at Ying Ruomin shyly and said, "Hello, Aunt Min, I, let me take a look at Xiao Ai."

"It's okay. Come in quickly and come in. You're chatting. Aunt Min has something else to do, so let's go down first." Ying Ruomin pointed to Sang Cenqing into the room with a smile, and then gently opened the door from the outside and went downstairs.

Su Qianai, dressed in pajamas, felt that she looked a little inappropriate, but her mother had let Sang Cenqing in. She could not refute her mother's face and drive people out, so she had to forcefully smile and drink soup by herself.

"It smells so good, Xiao Ai, what kind of soup are you drinking?" Sang Cenqing quickly walked to Su Qianai and asked.

Su Qianai, who was shocked, quickly turned his head aside and said unhappily, "My mother's stewed fig Sichuan partridge soup."

"Piln soup?" Sang Cenqing's eyes almost fell into the crock, as if smelling something.

"Would you like to drink?" Su Qianai pointed to the crock with half a can of soup and said, "If you want to drink, just take that spoon and drink it."

Anyway, I can't drink so much. If I find someone to drink it all, it's not a waste of my mother's love. You should know that since I returned to Su's house, every day in the middle of the morning, it is either all kinds of meat porridge or all kinds of crock soup. My mother always cooks it tirelessly. Every time I watch her eat it. Every time I eat it all, my mother is very happy. If I don't eat it all, my mother will be sad.

So every time Su Qianai eats as much as possible. She feels that she is doing her filial piety to make her mother happy, because she has said several times to ask her mother not to do it. Every time she says this, her mother is always sad, saying that she can't do anything for her children. Su Qianai can't do anything about it, only It's good to follow her wishes.

This reminds her that in the Cheng family, Yu Liya always likes to take care of Yu Beibei and herself meticulously, and always makes delicious food for herself in different ways. Later, she also asked the process Yining. Cheng Yining only said that her mother was too idle. Doing something for her was also a fulfilling life, which made Su Qianai accept his mother's kindness with peace of mind.

Now think about it, it seems that older mothers have the same thoughts. The more you don't let them do anything, the more they feel useless. The more they let them do something, the happier they will be.

"This soup tastes really good. Does Aunt Min often stew it for you?" Sang Cenqing ate the half-crock soup and meat in one breath, squeaked his mouth, and asked with an unsatisfied look.

Su Qianai looked at him in a daze and nodded mechanically: "Ah, uh-huh, yes, it used to be stewed the next day, but now it's stewed every day."

"Aunt Min is really nice to you. My mother can't make any soup, at most, spareribs and radish soup. Sang Cenqing seemed to be very envious.

"What's good about this? My mother stews it every day. In fact, I'm not very willing to drink it. It's just that I don't want to see my mother disappointed. It's just embarrassing. With that, Su Qianai suddenly raised her eyebrows, stared at Sang Cen and asked in a low voice, "If you like it, you can come and help me drink it every morning."

"Did you drink it for you?" Sang Cenqing was obviously surprised and happy, but his voice immediately lowered. "I really want to come. Auntie is stewed for her daughter with a piece of love. If Aunt Min knows, she will definitely not let me drink it."

Su Qianai waved her hand and said boldly, "Then we won't tell her!" If you drink it for me, I can make my mother happy, and you can have a good time, killing two birds with one stone!"

Looking at Su Qianai's happy face, Sang Cenqing said with some embarrassment, "I feel like a greedy cat."

Su Qianai slapped the table hard and said, "I need a greedy cat now!"

After saying that, seeing Sang Cenqing's stunned look, she was also a little embarrassed: "I, I mean, you helped me drink these soup, which actually helped me a lot."

After saying that, he grinned at Sang Cenqing.

Sang Cenqing immediately laughed.

It's just that Su Qianai immediately said seriously, "Sang Cenqing, don't get me wrong. I don't mean anything else. I just want my mother to do something every day, so that she doesn't feel too much."

Sang Cenqing knew the connotation of what she said without misunderstanding, and immediately nodded and said, "I know I know that I have always treated you as my sister. It used to be intertized by Aunt Min and my mother. Don't worry, I understand. I'm also worried that you will ignore me because of other people's words.

Su Qianai naturally knew what other people's words meant, and suddenly laughed.

In fact, her impression of Sang Cenqing is not very bad. Today, she seems to have a frank feeling, but she has a very happy feeling.

Sang Cenqing looked at her and smiled, and couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, Sang Cenqing's mobile phone rang. He quickly opened it and looked at it. After connecting, he said a few words and hurriedly hung up the phone. Then he patted his forehead and said, "Look at my memory, I'm just eating. I forgot what I'm here to do. Xiao Ai, your brother said that he wanted to ask you to have dinner at a western restaurant at noon, and let me pick you up.

"Why didn't my brother call me by himself? And today is New Year's Eve. Why do you have to go out for dinner? Su Qianai asked puzzledly.

But after asking, she remembered that her mobile phone had not been turned on, and she also removed the landline in the room.

"Well, your brother said that he had agreed with you and said that as long as I came to pick you up. Or should I call Su Han again to ask?" Sang Cenqing immediately took out his mobile phone.

Su Qianai immediately stopped him, because she remembered what her brother said a few days ago that he would take her out for dinner, but she never remembered it, and she didn't expect it to be today.

So she motioned Sang Cenqing to go out first and change her clothes by herself.

After changing their clothes, Sang Cenqing drove, and the two came to Lan Yun together.

Standing at the door of Lan Yun, Su Qianai sighed a little, because her first date with Cheng Yining was here. Now she still remembers the elegant style in Lan Yun.

"Xiao Ai, why don't you leave?" Sang Cenqing looked at Su Qianai puzzledly.

Su Qianai quickly shook her head and was about to raise her foot, but she saw Su Han walking out of it quickly.

When Su Han saw Su Qianai, he immediately changed his face. He grabbed Su Qianai's shoulder and took her to the side of the car: "Xiao Ai, let's change to another place to eat."

Sang Cenqing asked inexplicably, "Why? Didn't you set the location here a long time ago?

Su Han immediately pouted and said, "Cen Qing, why do you have so many mouths? Xiao Ai, let's go.

When Su Han said this, he inadvertently glanced into the restaurant.

Su Qianai immediately saw that something was wrong and quickly followed his eyes, and he was stunned all of a sudden.