Yan Luo led Yan Nuo and ran downstairs first.

In the living room, Yu Jinxiang was drinking coffee, with a white silk scarf tied around her slender neck, and having breakfast leisurely.

Aunt Chen in the kitchen was making breakfast when she heard a rustle on the stairs. She thought there was a rat in the house, so she came out to check for no apparent reason.

No black-skinned mouse was found, but a red-haired mouse was found.

She was a little surprised, "Xiao Luo, you're not asleep yet?"

After Yan Luo strongly protested, she refused to be called "Miss" by the servants at home. Others were so pestered by her that they had no choice but to call her "Xiao Luo."

Yan Luo didn't notice Yu Jinxiang on the sofa in the living room, and ran straight to Aunt Chen, threw herself into her arms, hugged her coquettishly and shook her, "You miss your little baby so much? I can also be very fond of you."

Be diligent, okay?”

In the Yan family, she has the deepest friendship with Aunt Chen. She likes Aunt Chen the most, and Aunt Chen also likes her the most. For no other reason than Yan Luo is greedy. From time to time, she has to sneak into the kitchen to eat, and Aunt Chen will look for something to eat.

Feed her.

If you have milk, you are a mother. Yan Luo felt friendly when he saw Aunt Chen.

Aunt Chen's grandchildren are not around, so she naturally wants to have a junior to chat with her. Yan Luo has always been good at coaxing people, and he often interacts with elders. He has a sweet mouth and often makes Aunt Chen laugh.

Open your mouth from ear to ear.

She has a sweet mouth and is pretty. She brings her food every day when she comes home from school, and calls her “auntie” affectionately one after another, which makes Aunt Chen’s heart melt. Naturally, she likes her very much and treats her as her own.

She loves her grandchildren as much as she does, and wishes she could cook in different ways every day and give her more food.

Aunt Chen opened her arms to hug Yan Luo, who was running towards her like a cannonball. Her heart softened a little, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes widened further. She touched her head and said, "Let me see whose family it belongs to."

You little lazy boy, did you get up so early today?"

Yan Luo stood up straight and left her arms, smiling coquettishly at her, "Is it from Aunt Chen's house?"

Yan Nuo stood nearby and watched the playful old and young couple laughing, with crooked smiling eyes and little tiger teeth looming.

Yu Jinxiang looked at the harmonious trio of old and young people here, and felt a little strange in his heart. The coffee in his hand no longer smelled good.

She put down the coffee she was holding and walked towards the three of them, "It's only five o'clock, you guys got up so early?"

When Yan Luo saw Yu Jinxiang, who could not be called kind or serious, he subconsciously stopped his smile and said hello obediently, "Grandma."

She saw that the charm was still there, and every move revealed the elegance of a lady. It was like seeing a local dog or a trendy person, and she always felt like she didn't dare to touch the flowers of the high mountains.

She behaved arrogantly in front of Jade Jinxiang, just like the apes on the mountain went to a high-end hotel to act recklessly.

Another reason is——

Yan Luo knew that the Yan family did not like her, and she was not someone who liked to be hot-faced and cold-hearted, so she would deliberately keep a distance when getting along with the Yan family.

This distance is well reflected in Yan Nanzhi and Yan Beihuai. Although she is on good terms with them, she never calls them "brother."

(Except when she wants something from Yan Nanzhi.)

When Yan Nuo saw Yu Jinxiang, he was like a little mouse seeing a cat. He subconsciously took a step back and stood behind Yan Luo.

Since taking back her body, Yan Nuo has not had any direct dealings with Yu Jinxiang. When she was trapped in her body, she had seen the way "Yan Nuo" got along with Yu Jinxiang. Regardless of "Yan Nuo"

"No matter what he did or said to please her, Yu Jinxiang always acted coldly and indifferently.

It seems very difficult to get along with.

When Yu Jin met Yan Luo, who had calmed down, the corners of his mouth froze slightly, but he still smiled lightly and said, "You got up so early today?"

Yan Luo scratched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable, "Well... I have to take an exam today."

The atmosphere was a little solid for a while.

Yu Jinxiang seemed to suddenly remember something, "Do you have anything you want to eat? You can ask Aunt Sun to cook it for you."

Aunt Sun said hurriedly, "Luo Luo, do you still want to eat sandwiches today? Will Aunt Sun make them for you?"

Yan Luo shook his head, "I want a fried dough stick and two eggs."

…

Ten minutes later, Yan Nanzhi and Yan Beihuai held knives and forks and looked at "100" neatly arranged with a fried dough stick and two eggs on the plate with dull expressions on their faces.

Yan Nanzhi was holding a knife and fork and had no idea what to do, so he asked Yan Nuo, who was fighting with fried dough sticks across from him, "Where's Yan Luo?"

Yan Nuo gave up the knife and fork long ago, put on plastic gloves on his hands, and bit into it with a "ouch". He ate in an awkward manner. He took the time to look up at him and said, "I don't know what I was doing in the garden."

This stuff is delicious!

It was something she hadn’t eaten when she was in StarCraft!

There was a harsh sound of a ceramic plate being scratched with a knife and fork. Yan Nanzhi turned his head and saw that Yan Beihuai was fighting the dough sticks with a knife.

The fried dough sticks became very tough as they cooled down. Yan Beihuai used his last bit of stubbornness to cut the dough sticks back and forth with his knife, making a sharp sound between the knife and the ceramic dinner plate.

Yan Nanzhi looked at it for a long time and couldn't help but ask, "In China, is it illegal to eat with gloves?"

Yan Beihuai:……

I want you to take care of it!

Next to him, Yan Nuo silently handed him a plastic glove.

Yan Beihuai's hands held the knife and fork tightly and loosely. His good upbringing since childhood prevented him from grabbing and eating food with plastic bags in it like the Garbage King.

Then he looked down at the unsightly fried dough sticks and the intact and smooth eggs on the plate. The bastard brother next to him had already put on his gloves, grabbed the fried dough sticks, and started to nibble on them.

He sighed, took the gloves and put them on resignedly, tearing the dough sticks into small bites awkwardly and eating them.

Click——

The sound of something breaking——

Yan Beihuai looked around but couldn't find what it was.

After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized.
Chapter completed!