The whole next day, Ding Changhe was in a very good mood.
An Ran also wondered why he seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person, feeling a little tender. She didn't believe that it was because Xiao Shitou was coming back today that he was in a good mood.
However, being in a good mood is more comfortable than keeping a straight face, so An Ran rarely helped him pick up vegetables and spoon soup during breakfast.
Ding Changhe was even happier because An Ran took care of him. It seemed that he shouldn't be too tough on An Ran and should be more patient in the future.
An Ran asked Sister Chen to go to the front yard twice in the morning. If Ding Changhe hadn't been sitting in the room, she would have gone there by herself.
"As for that, I said I would definitely get home when I came back today, so don't stop wandering around."
An Ran hurriedly walked to the chair next to Ding Changhe and sat down, and asked: "Uncle, didn't you say what time you would be home?"
Ding Changhe put down the book in his hand and said: "Your son is too naughty and trouble-making. It is inevitable that something will happen on the road and some time will be wasted."
"Who said that? My son is well-behaved. I have never seen anyone more filial than my son." An Ran said angrily.
Ding Changhe glanced at An Ran. This woman just couldn't praise her. She couldn't do more than three sentences, and she would definitely be able to compete with him. ?.?????.???
After lunch absent-mindedly, Sister Chen saw Anran like this, so she pulled her over to help with needlework.
Sister Chen is making shoes for Xiao Shitou. Clothes and shoes for Xiao Shitou are too expensive, so Sister Chen will make two extra pairs when she has time.
In the afternoon, An Ran looked at the courtyard gate countless times, thinking that maybe he would get home at night.
Before she lowered her head and received two stitches, she heard the sound of running outside, and the corners of An Ran's mouth curled up.
He hurriedly put down what he was doing, stood up, and saw Xiao Shitou running all the way into the yard.
An Ran reached the doorstep in a few steps and watched Xiao Shitou running in with a smile. She was waiting there, waiting for her son.
As soon as Xiao Shitou saw his mother, he shouted happily, "Mom, mother, I'm back, do you miss me?"
He ran to An Ran and held his mother around twice before putting her down.
An Ran laughed out loud. This was her son. He was almost half as tall as her, but he was only so strong now.
An Ran stood looking at his son amusedly, Xiao Shitou knelt down and kowtowed to An Ran. Then he hugged An Ran tightly and buried his head in her belly.
An Ran stroked her son's head with her hand, feeling happy and sad at the same time, "What's going on? Get up quickly."
"It's okay, I just haven't seen my mother for such a long time and I miss her so much." Xiao Shitou said angrily.
An Ran pulled up the little stone and saw that the corners of the child's eyes were wet. My heart softened, and I hugged the little stone, "Mom, I miss you too, so much."
Ding Changhe behind him coughed heavily. When mother and son turned around, they saw him looking at them with a gloomy face.
He was not in a good mood at the moment. When his son came back, he only saw his mother. The mother and son were hugging each other in the courtyard. It was so inappropriate.
An Ran squeezed Xiao Shitou's arm, and Xiao Shitou immediately smiled and walked to Ding Changhe in two steps.
"The son has met his father." Xiao Shitou knelt down and kowtowed.
Ding Changhe snorted, "Get up, kneel down for a while, someone will feel sorry for you."
Hearing his awkward tone, An Ran knew that his old habit had happened again.
Ding Changhe asked with a straight face: "It's been a smooth journey. What have you learned?"
Xiao Shitou's eyes were bright at this moment, "Thank you father, my child has benefited a lot from this trip. This is much better than being locked up in the Black Tiger Camp for training."
Ding Changhe nodded, "Come, follow me to the study room, and tell me everything you see and experience along the way."
An Ran said hurriedly: "What's the rush? The child has just arrived home. Let him go inside to drink some water before going."
Ding Changhe said unhappily: "Is there no tea in my study? Let's go."
Xiao Shitou said happily: "Yes."
Ding Changhe walked out in front, followed by Xiao Shitou. He turned around and winked at his mother, "Mom, I'll come back for dinner tonight, prepare something delicious for me."
"Okay, mommy will make it for you in a moment."
Ding Changhe was in an even worse mood and even made it for the little brat with his own hands. She has never cooked for herself since Anran lived here. Thinking of this, she unconsciously quickened her pace.
Xiao Shitou smiled at his mother, An Ran also smiled and waved her hands, Xiao Shitou quickly turned around and caught up with Ding Changhe.
An Ran didn't want to interfere too much in matters between men. In the afternoon, I stopped wearing shoes and went to the big kitchen with Sister Chen to cook for my son.
The people in the kitchen were a little confused. Although the eldest grandma was not very busy, it was still rare for the master to come to the kitchen, let alone do it herself.
Sister Chen helped An Ran, and the two of them made braised pork, boiled fish fillets, fish soup and tofu, and fried beans with bacon that Xiao Shitou loved to eat.
Sister Chen saw that it was all meat, so she fried two more vegetarian dishes.
Xiao Shitou loves everything, and An Ran just wants her son to eat well and be happy with it.
An Ran asked Mrs. Sun to go to the study and invite the father and son to have dinner. She didn't dare to leave Ding Changhe behind, otherwise there would be more trouble.
The family of three was sitting in the main room eating, listening to the whirring of the little stone. "Yeah, the food cooked by my mother is delicious. We just ate dry food outside, and I only have good teeth. Otherwise, the hard pancake could be used as a stone."
An Ran smiled and said: "You are like a rock, and the dry food is also a rock. You are really right. Drink this soup first, no one outside takes the trouble to make it so thick."
Xiao Shitou also likes to drink fish soup. Although the taste is bland, the more it tastes, the more fragrant it becomes. He also stuffs his mouth with the braised pork that his mother gave him. The meat stewed by his mother is so fragrant.
An Ran glanced at it and hurriedly scooped another bowl of soup for Ding Changhe.
