"It's okay, uncle, I can do it alone."
"It's okay, I'll help you carry it."
But Chen's father couldn't help but snatch it from Zhou Chen's hand. Chen's mother also said: "It doesn't matter, Xiao Zhou, let your uncle take it. He is very strong."
So Zhou Chen didn't fight for it anymore. It was only a few steps away anyway. This was what he wanted, so he just agreed.
The Chen family lived on the second floor of a multi-story building. There was no elevator, so they went upstairs quickly.
"Come in, come in."
As soon as he opened the door and entered the room, Father Chen put down his suitcase and handbag and said happily: "You take Hongdou and Xiao Zhou to rest first, and I'll go cook them quickly."
Mother Chen responded: "Okay, you go quickly."
After changing her shoes, Chen Ma took Xu Hongdou and Zhou Chen to Chen Nanxing's room.
"Come in quickly, this is Nannan's room."
Xu Hongdou's eyes suddenly turned red when he saw the black and white photo of Chen Nanxing placed on the table cabinet.
Chen's mother covered her mouth and nose and sobbed, choking with sobs and said: "Nannan, Hongdou came to see you. Hongdou also brought her boyfriend, are you happy?"
Xu Hongdou endured her sadness, picked up three incense sticks, lit them, bowed, and placed them in the incense burner.
Zhou Chen also walked over, lit three incense sticks, and worshiped with the same solemnity.
Xu Hongdou whispered to Chen's mother: "Auntie, Nannan has met Zhou Chen. Do you still remember the portrait of me and her that Nannan showed you? That was what Zhou Chen painted for me and her."
"Ah? Is that so?"
Mother Chen was really surprised. Of course she had seen the painting of Xu Hongdou and Chen Nanxing. At that time, she heard from her daughter that it was painted by a painter in the park, but she never expected that it would be Zhou Chen.
"Fate, this is all fate."
Zhou Chen took the initiative and said: "Hongdou, you talk to auntie, and I will go to the kitchen to help uncle."
Chen's mother quickly tried to stop her: "No, Xiao Zhou, your uncle can be alone. You must be tired after driving for such a long time. Go sit on the sofa and take a rest."
"It's okay, Auntie, I'm not tired."
Xu Hongdou grabbed Chen's mother and advised: "Auntie, let him go, he is indeed not too tired."
Zhou Chen came to the kitchen to help, but Chen's father politely declined again and refused to help at any cost. Zhou Chen had no choice but to leave the kitchen and sit in the living room.
In the room, Xu Hongdou was talking to Chen's mother, and then took out the specialties he had brought. The two sat in front of the bed and chatted for a long time. When they came out, their eyes were red.
Soon, Father Chen had the food ready, and the four of them sat down at the dining table.
"cheers."
Everyone raised their glasses together, Xu Hongdou drank it in one gulp and exclaimed.
Mother Chen said: "This is the wine made by auntie herself. How do you like it?"
Xu Hongdou said: "This is too delicious."
Mother Chen was even more happy when she heard this, and Father Chen also said with a smile: "I don't know who planted two grapes by the east wall. They are growing quite strong. They are the grapes. Oh, they are sour. There is no one."
When I picked them, a lot of them were pecked by birds and attracted a lot of ants. Your aunt felt it was a pity, so she picked some and brought them back to make wine. Don’t tell me, it’s quite delicious.”
Mother Chen shared with a smile: "I distributed this wine to many neighbors, and later this sour grape vine became delicious food."
"Hongdou, Xiao Zhou, you eat, eat quickly, these are common meals, don't dislike it."
"Where is it? I just wanted to say that uncle's stewed chicken is so good."
Zhou Chen also nodded in agreement and said: "Yes, uncle, aunt, I think home-cooked meals are very good, it has a family atmosphere. To be honest, uncle and aunt, I haven't had such home-cooked meals since my parents passed away, and it's very
I have rarely experienced such a warm feeling of home.”
Although he has traveled through many film and television worlds and lived for many years, he often misses the food cooked by his parents. Maybe the food cooked by his parents is not very delicious, but the taste is really not something that others can make.
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Father Chen and Mother Chen were very surprised when they heard this.
"Xiao Zhou, you..."
"It's okay, uncle, aunt, I just feel it. My parents have been gone for more than ten years and I have long been used to it."
Chen's father and Chen's mother looked at each other and said with emotion: "Good boy, it's not easy for you either."
The old couple even specially brought food to Zhou Chen: "Come on, eat more, don't dislike it."
"Okay, thank you uncle and aunt."
Xu Hongdou said with a smile: "Wait a minute, you eat first, I will record it for my parents."
As she said that, she turned on her mobile phone camera, pointed it at the dinner table, and started filming.
"I'm at Nan Nan's house now. Uncle, I've prepared a big table of delicious dishes. This chicken is very fragrant. This is our chef, Uncle Chen, and this is our beautiful aunt."
Chen's father and Chen's mother were very happy to show their love to the camera.
After taking pictures, we started cooking again.
Chapter completed!