Soft and delicate reborn, she is a beautiful boss

Jian Zhiyan looked at the awards and photos all over the wall in the Song family's study room, his expression focused and serious.

And Song Hewan looked embarrassed - her certificates were either the three best students and outstanding league members rated by the school, or the mathematics, Chinese, and English competition certificates organized by the school, as well as the provincial, municipal, and national level certificates that Jian Zhiyan had won.

Competition certificates are completely incomparable.

After she left home to go to college, her parents actually dug out these things and posted them all over the wall. Also, these photos of her from childhood to adulthood... were seen by Jian Zhiyan, they must have been too social!

"Well, why don't you sleep in the bedroom?" Song Hewan looked at Jian Zhiyan with a wrinkled face.

"No, it's very good here. I'm right here." After saying that, he put down his big backpack and took out his things, as if he was "the king of the mountain".

Song Hewan has black lines all over her head.

"Okay." She nodded helplessly in agreement, then turned back to look at the "horrible" photos on the wall. Finally, she turned away and said calmly, "Then you can settle down yourself. I'll go downstairs first."

Wait for you".

"Okay." Jian Zhiyan said calmly.

After Song Hewan left the room, Jian Zhiyan stood by the wall, silently browsing every photo of Song Hewan in the study room. There were photos taken when she was just born, when she was more than one year old, crawling on the bed, artistic photos when she was several years old, and elementary school photos.

Photos of school uniforms from junior high school and high school, as well as photos of playing with friends and traveling...

He stood there, feeling every bit of her growth experience from childhood to adulthood, letting love spread wantonly. That was her previous life that he had never participated in. He looked at those photos and imagined her former happiness.

Anger, sorrow and joy.

Perhaps, the feeling of liking someone is that you want to know everything about her and want to participate in her life. She did not have him in her previous life, but he hopes that he will be in her future world.

After a while.

Jian Zhiyan considered going downstairs early to leave a good impression on Song Hewan's parents. He thought that he could go back to his room to look at the photos at night, so he quickly packed up, walked out of the room, and went to the living room on the first floor.

What comes into view is a scene of joy and warmth.

Mozart has completely lost the restraint he had when he first arrived at the Soong family. At this moment, he already looks like he is familiar with Song's father and mother, and he is playing tricks.

It was obviously less than an hour before and after they came to the Song family. Jian Zhiyan was speechless, but he was much more familiar with it than he was.

Mozart was performing his best "Alaska-style lion dance" to Song's father and mother.

It walked with a splayed figure that none of its relatives would recognize, shaking its head and head, looking left every two steps, looking right every three steps, and retreating like a dog with four steps, making Song Hewan's mother lean forward and back, laughing.

"It's so cute!" Mother Song smiled, her eyes full of love for Mozart.

Then, she saw Jian Zhiyan walking slowly towards her, "Zhiyan, how is the room? If there is anything missing, please tell Auntie."

"Thank you, auntie, everything is fine." Jian Zhiyan replied obediently.

Mother Song looked at Jian Zhiyan carefully, and she liked him even more when she saw that the child was clear-minded, upright and upright, with a handsome face.

And Jian Zhiyan in the Song family is completely different from the aloof look he had in school. He is enthusiastic, sunny, well-behaved and sensible, as if he has become a different person. But in this look, he is exactly what the elders like the most.

Plant a child.

It's almost lunch time.

"Then let's start dinner. The food is already ready." Mother Song stood up and greeted her.

When Jian Zhiyan saw this, he immediately stood up, followed Mother Song to the kitchen, and helped diligently. Seeing this, Mother Song quickly asked him to go back to the house and stay there, "You kid, you are a guest at your classmate's house.

How can I let you into the kitchen?"

"Auntie, please don't be strangers to me. If I don't come to help, I would be uncomfortable living here for free!" Jian Zhiyan smiled brightly, but he didn't regard himself as an outsider.

Mother Song no longer refused and asked Jian Zhiyan to help serve the rice. She also praised him: "It's better to raise a son. Look at this young man. He is so rare. He is really discerning. Look at Wanwan again.

Playing with the dog on the sofa, not moving at all."

"Auntie, what you said is wrong." Jian Zhiyan looked solemn, and Song's mother was puzzled. He went on to say: "How can I let a girl do cooking? I'm so tired from all the busy work. Besides, it's such a big thing.

The oil fumes have damaged the skin. I would say that girls should not go into the kitchen, but should sit in the living room to rest, watch TV and play."

Mother Song was amused by his words and laughed, "Haha, you are quite good at talking!"

But Jian Zhiyan didn't look like he was joking at all, "Auntie, I'm serious. Please don't cook at night. You might as well take care of all the food at home these days. I'll cook it for everyone."

"Hey, stop teasing auntie." Song Hewan's mother disapproved and said with a smile: "How can your child know how to cook?"

"Auntie, I really know how to cook. If you don't believe me, just ask He Wan. She really likes to eat the food I cook." Jian Zhiyan looked sincere and without any pretense.

But Song's mother had a big question mark in her mind.

Wanwan likes to eat the food he cooks very much? Wanwan often eats the food he cooks? So, does she often go to his house? How far have they developed?

Mother Song's smile froze for a few seconds, then returned to normal, and she joked to Jian Zhiyan calmly: "If you say so, Auntie really needs to see your skills. If I leave dinner to you, you can do it."

?"

"Of course it's no problem, just wait for the big meal!" Jian Zhiyan assured, patting her chest.

"What are you two muttering about here? Is the food ready? By the way, Jian Zhiyan, where is your dog food? Mozart looks hungry!" Song Hewan poked her head in through the kitchen door, like

A little kitten watching secretly.

Jian Zhiyan smiled and said, "It's all ready. Let's serve the last dish. Come and sit at the dining table. I'll feed Mozart."

Now, the best time to eat crabs has passed, but Song Hewan loves to eat crabs, and thinking that she can't eat them at school on weekdays, Song's mother still prepared enough bread crabs.

The appearance of the bread crab is like a big bread. It is seasoned with a little each of salt, rice wine, ground ginger, soy sauce, sugar, monosodium glutamate, sesame oil and balsamic vinegar. Steamed bread crab, orange crab roe, white jade-like fat, white and tender crab

When the meat was served, Song Hewan immediately salivated.

In addition, Song's father and mother also prepared cola chicken wings, griddle potato chips, squirrel mandarin fish, crab roe tofu soup and crystal meat.

After all the food was served, Song Hewan's eyes were obviously a little brighter than before. Jian Zhiyan saw this and felt that she was a very cute little foodie.

"Is it better to be at home? You can't eat these outside, right?" Song's father smiled kindly and looked at his daughter and asked.

Song Hewan thought for a while and replied: "If you want to eat it, you can eat it. It's just that the food cooked outside is always very different from the food cooked at home."

"Oh, what's the difference?"

"The taste is different. The food at home has the unique taste of home, more like warm human fireworks. Although the food outside is delicious, it always feels less warm." Song Hewan racked her brains to describe her thoughts.

Jian Zhiyan became even more curious, what did the food he cooked look like in Song Hewan's eyes? As he thought about it, he was a little lost in thought, and he involuntarily picked up a chicken wing in his hand and put it in Song Hewan's bowl.

Song Hewan was stunned for a moment. This guy brought her food again! And he did it in front of her parents. Now she couldn't explain it even more clearly.

Song's father and Song's mother saw it in their eyes and it meant a lot.

At this moment, Mozart suddenly ran over with an empty rice bowl in his mouth, threw his rice bowl at Jian Zhiyan's feet, and patted the rice bowl with his paw as a signal.

"You didn't put food for it?" Song Hewan looked at Jian Zhiyan with a surprised look on her face.

"I let it go. Just before the meal, I poured a big bowl for it!" Jian Zhiyan replied with doubts. He had obviously put a lot of dog food for Mozart. What happened to it?

Mozart whined and whined, then lay on the ground and looked at the dog bowl helplessly. He looked so pitiful, and he felt so aggrieved as much as he wanted.

OMG!

Jian Zhiyan felt like he had been wronged by a dog. Is this dog trying to tear me down? He must have done it on purpose! It was so irritating that he gave it a lot of food, so Jian Zhiyan secretly slandered him in his heart.

"Did you remember it wrong? I see you made it hungry." Song Hewan glanced at Jian Zhiyan, walked over and rubbed the big dog's head, and said to it gently: "Oh, our baby is starving.

No? Come on, sister will put some food for you."

Mozart took the opportunity to chat with Song Hewan again, secretly gloating, "Humph, this stinky master! Who told you to take a photo of me last time? It looked good on you. I'll say you didn't feed me, and I'll piss you off."

I’m wronging you. It depends on whether my sister likes you or me, just a little bit!"

Jian Zhiyan knew very well that his dog originally just liked to make him angry and mischievous. But since meeting Song Hewan, he has changed from a naughty dog ​​to a "scheming green tea dog". Now he still knows

Competing for favor! It’s really tolerable, who can’t be tolerated?

But what should I do if I can’t bear to take it?

He will have to rely on it to often find Song Hewan at home in the future, and he cannot let Mozart know that there is such a layer, otherwise, this stinky dog ​​will take advantage of him even more.

Song's father and Song's mother didn't take it seriously, just treating it as a minor incident. They didn't think there was anything wrong. Instead, they jokingly said: "Hey, give the furry babies more food. We can't just eat delicious food for us and not give others food."

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"By the way, can this big dog eat chicken wings?" Mother Song asked.

"Ow, ow." When he heard the word "chicken wings," Mozart's eyes lit up, and he looked at Mrs. Song eagerly, and then looked at the table.

Song Hewan thought for a while and said: "It's better not to eat it. Firstly, dogs cannot eat things that are too salty. Secondly, there are sharp bones such as chickens and ducks. If Mozart accidentally swallowed them, these have sharp corners and sharp edges."

The bones can easily cause damage to the gastric membrane and may develop into acute gastric ulcer. So, for your health, Mozart, you can’t eat chicken wings.”

"Ouch." Mozart lowered his head obediently, "Okay, whatever the beautiful sister says, this dog is an obedient baby."

Seeing Song Hewan being so caring and serious about Mozart, Jian Zhiyan felt mixed emotions in her heart.

She is good to her dog, which makes him very happy. However, she cares more about the dog than herself!

This makes him so jealous!