frightfiction Chapter 993 A Little Warmth in the Heart
Chapter 993 A Little Warmth in the Heart
Huo Yan didn't speak to Zhuang Zhoucheng, but Zhuang Zhoucheng continued to fan him.
There was a noticeable dark circle under Huo Yan's eyes, which undoubtedly meant that he didn't sleep well last night.
I was originally angry because I had been struggling with my precious daughter for so long, but she just went away alone. But now seeing my wife like this, I feel distressed.
Zhuang Zhoucheng reached out and gently touched the dark circles under Huo Yan's eyes, and asked in a low voice:
"Didn't you sleep well?"
Look, you can’t live without him, right?
She couldn't sleep well without him around.
Huo Yan turned her head and looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng strangely. Was he just hoping that she wouldn't be able to sleep well?
Frowning, who said she didn't sleep well?
I fell asleep immediately and slept soundly, but I woke up too early and didn't get enough sleep.
Zhuang Zhoucheng gently hugged Huo Yan, looked at the safe child, kissed Huo Yan on the head, and Huo Yan rubbed Zhuang Zhoucheng.
"I'm sweating all over. Can't you see?" Huo Yan said in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter." Zhuang Zhoucheng said with a smile.
The two walked out of the stuffy guest room, and Jian Yaomin invited everyone to the table for dinner. It would be best if they could rest for a while after dinner and go to the airport in a leisurely manner without making everyone too tired.
There were a lot of people, including Jian Yaomin and his wife and his mother-in-law, Jian Chengyou and his wife, Jian Meiyu's family of three, Jian Chengcai and his wife, Huo Yan and his wife, and Kou Xiaoquan, all sitting down happily.
The daughter sits on one side and the son sits on the other.
Huo Yan's family of three and Jian Meiyu's family of three sat on the right, and on the other side were Jian Chengcai and his wife.
Jian Chengyou and his wife, as well as Qian Yinglan and her daughter, had their meal in an orderly manner.
It was a hot day, and with so many people gathered around to eat, it was definitely hot, even with the central air conditioning. As soon as we sat down, everyone was sweating profusely.
Jian Chengyou had two standing fans brought in and placed them diagonally to allow air circulation, and he finally felt a little cooler.
Jian Chengcai looked at his sister and asked someone to add a fan behind Huo Yan and his family of three to blow towards them.
As soon as the fan turned on, Zhuang Zhoucheng's brows furrowed. He glanced sideways at Huo Yan, then passed by Kou Xiaoquan who was sitting in the middle. He raised his hand and gently lifted Huo Yan's long hair, and asked in a low voice:
"Is it hot?"
Huo Yan nodded, and Zhuang Zhoucheng gathered her hair and held it.
"Tied up, huh?"
“No headband.”
Huo Yan reached out and held her hair. She had braided her hair into a pigtail when she left, but the rope fell off on the way and she didn't know when it fell off.
Jian Chengcai pushed Jiaojiao and said, "Wife, find a hairdresser for my sister. She has too much hair."
"it is good."
Jiaojiao was just reaching for her chopsticks to eat Dongpo pork, which she thought was one of the best dishes made by the Jian family kitchen and her favorite. When she heard her husband speak, she immediately put down her chopsticks and stood up.
"Sister, wait a minute." Jiaojiao said happily.
"Okay, thank you Jiaojiao."
Huo Yan turned around with a smile and smiled at Zhuang Zhoucheng again, looking somewhat smug.
After all, she was demonstrating to the old man, letting him see that she treated her friends and her younger siblings like her own sisters.
This kind of relationship cannot be achieved in the Zhuang family. Of course, there is no heart that cannot be melted. If she wants to melt the hearts of the Zhuang family, it will probably take her several decades.
Zhuang Zhoucheng placed his big hand lightly on Huo Yan's shoulder. Even though there was a space between them, the man's long arms could easily hold his wife.
"Is it okay for you not to go to the company today?" Huo Yan asked, showing his concern.
"It doesn't matter." Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled.
Kou Xiaoquan turned to look at Huo Yan, then at his master, and felt that it was a bit inappropriate for him to sit between them.
Kou Xiaoquan was busy eating, preparing to make room for the two of them after a quick battle.
Huo Yan did not forget that she had a child to take care of. She put the dishes that were farther away onto Kou Xiaoquan's plate one by one, and also prepared the soup and put it aside to cool.
The Zhuang family’s dining style is that they don’t drink miso soup before meals. If they drink a bowl of soup right before the meal, what else can they eat?
But the Jian family is used to drinking a bowl of soup before meals, appetizer soup, which is probably also a custom in Kyoto.
In the past, Huo Yan would drink a sip of water before eating, even when drinking porridge. After living with Zhuang Zhoucheng for a long time, this habit was gradually assimilated into her, and she would drink water during the meal.
Jiaojiao brought a headband and a hair tie and asked Huo Yan to choose. Huo Yan picked a black hair tie, which was neither thick nor thin, and very simple.
"That's it, thank you." Huo Yan said with a smile.
"It's all right."
Jiaojiao immediately turned around and ran upstairs to put the rest back in the room.
Jian Chengcai shouted, "Jiao, let the servants release it. Come over and eat!"
"It's okay."
Jiaojiao's voice came from outside.
Zhuang Zhoucheng was staring at Huo Yan's hand. He had never seen Huo Yan whipping anyone.
Huo Yan braided her hair into a big pigtail and tied it with a hairband to let it hang behind her.
Zhuang Zhoucheng subconsciously reached out his hand, and with his big, bony palm, he gently brushed away the hair that had fallen by her ears, and then stroked the braid that hung behind her.
"It's beautiful."
Zhuang Zhoucheng praised sincerely.
Huo Yan turned to look at Zhuang Zhoucheng, her eyes filled with, uh, how should I put it, she felt that this man had embarrassed her. Please, could you please stop being so nervous in front of so many people?
"Mr. Zhuang, dinner is ready." Huo Yan said to Zhuang Zhoucheng with a forced smile.
Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled and touched Huo Yan's head, "Little fool."
Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes were full of love. If he knew what his aunt was thinking, he would definitely lose face.
Zhuang Zhoucheng turned sideways and said to the servant beside him:
"Turn off the fan."
The servant was stunned for a moment, then immediately nodded and turned off the fan after he realized what was happening.
Jian Chengcai said at this moment:
"Boss Zhuang, my sister doesn't get much wind. It's hot even with the fan turned off."
Jiaojiao raised her eyes, smiled at Huo Yan, and continued to eat.
Huo Yan turned his head to look at the fan, then smiled and said:
"It's okay, I'm not that hot."
She quickly responded because she was afraid that Zhuang Zhoucheng would embarrass others at the dinner table. If that happened, she would be so embarrassed.
Huo Yan stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of Dongpo pork for Zhuang Zhoucheng, and said with a smile:
"This is the best dish our kitchen makes. Try it! You won't find Dongpo pork this delicious in Beijing."
Zhuang Zhoucheng's gaze slowly fell on the square piece of meat on the snow-white dish.
Frown your eyebrows, and frown again!
"It's really delicious, soft and glutinous but not greasy. I guarantee you'll want to eat more after trying it." Huo Yante said seriously.
Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at Huo Yan and felt that the little beast was playing a trick on him.
In the past few years, Zhuang Zhoucheng has gradually switched to a vegetarian diet for health reasons. He rarely eats meat. When he does eat meat occasionally, it is mostly from animals that swim in the water or fly in the sky. He rarely eats meat from animals that run on the ground.
As for the reason, we have to ask this old man’s nutritionist and fruit doctor.
Like Huo Yan's on the plate, it is sweet, greasy and very fatty.