"Xiao Chen, you are back. Come in, come in and sit in."

After the sound of footsteps approaching the array, the door of the void was pulled open from inside.

By the open door, the old man stood.

The old man was wearing an old apron and holding a wooden spatula in his hand.

When I opened the door and saw Chen Lun, I looked a little happy, and I gave up and quickly called Chen Lun into the house.

Chen Lun's eyes fell on the old man's happy smile and paused.

"Uncle Qiu."

Chen Lun nodded, shouted, moved his feet and entered the house.

"Why."

The old man responded with a smile.

"...I knew Xiao Chen, you are coming back today, so I cooked orders. I told the community guard that I told you that when you come back, I would tell you, he would tell you."

"Tell me."

The old man greeted Chen Lun and entered the house, then reached out to bring the living room door back.

He turned around and spoke to Chen Lun.

Chen Lun's eyes fell on the old man, nodded, and responded.

The eyes were falling in this living room.

In the living room, the curtains were pulled. Both lights on the top were on.

Under the lights,

There were some sounds of cooking in the kitchen and the sounds of the TV in the living room.

There is some aroma of food.

Near the kitchen side, the dining table in the living room, which was originally placed against the wall, was pulled to the middle.

Stools are neatly placed on all sides of the dining table.

There were already several dishes on the dining table, some of which were prepared cold dishes, some served, and some steamed dishes.

On the other side of the living room, the TV was still on, and some advertisements were being broadcasted, and some sounds were heard, adding some excitement to the room.

Near the kitchen beside the living room,

There are still vegetables and soups in the pot on the stove, and the range hood is squeezing and working.

The table table was filled with some, washed and cut dishes.

"Xiao Chen, please sit down first, drink a few sips of water, watch the TV. There are a few more dishes, and we will have a meal after the frying."

He was still holding a spatula in his hand, and the old man was busy working back and forth, greeting Chen Lun.

I went to pour a cup of tea for Chen Lun and handed it to Chen Lun.

Chen Lun's eyes fell on the old man, he reached out to take the water and took a sip.

"This tea was given to me by someone, but I don't drink tea. Just keep it there, it tastes okay."

The old man smiled and said to Chen Lun again.

The old man is always alone, so no one can deliver food to him.

After drinking tea, his eyes fell on the old man again, Chen Lun nodded,

"fine."

"That's good, that's good..."

"Xiao Chen, why do you bring your own vegetables? You want to eat lettuce? That's right, I'll fry the lettuce for you too."

The old man stood there, looked at the food in Chen Lun's hand and asked with a smile.

"Thank you, Uncle Qiu."

Chen Lunji handed over the dish he was holding.

"Then I'll use it to fry it for you."

Uncle Qiu smiled and responded again,

"Xiao Chen, please sit for a while and watch the TV. There are still a few dishes. Just eat after stir-frying..."

As he spoke out again, the old man carried the dishes that Chen Lun had handed over, and held the spatula in his other hand, and walked into the kitchen.

Chen Lun's eyes turned and landed in front of him.

There were still some TV series playing in the TV set in front of me, but the sounds that were no longer as dull as before in reality.

In the kitchen, there were some sounds of stir-frying and cutting vegetables.

The old man tied an apron, smiled, and was busy working back and forth in the kitchen.

Another dish was fried.

Carrying the served dishes, the old man walked out of the kitchen.

Put the dishes on the table and look at Chen Lun here again.

After pausing, the old man wiped his hands on his apron, then headed towards the living room, and walked quickly into the bedroom.

"...The weather has been hot these two days. Xiao Chen, please take a breather and cooler."

The old man picked up an old electric fan with a wind-guided turntable from the bedroom room.

Holding the wire of the electric fan in one hand and holding the electric fan in the other hand,

He raised his arm and rubbed the sweat on his forehead. The old man smiled and put the electric fan on the coffee table in front of Chen Lun and faced Chen Lun.

Reaching his hand, plugging the electric fan in, and then unscrew the electric fan switch.

A cool breeze blew past Chen Lun with the rotation of the fan blade and the wind guide turntable.

"Can you blow it? Do you want to drive it bigger?"

The old man stood up again and asked Chen Lun.

"It's blown. Don't need to open it anymore."

Chen Lun's eyes fell on the old man, paused, and responded.

"That's good……"

The old man stood up again, responded with a smile, lowered his head and looked at the old electric fan.

"Speaking of this, this electric fan is still quite old. When my wife was still there, she followed me to buy it. When she went to the market, she fell in love with her at a glance. The boss who bought the electric fan was a bit expensive. She was very polite and then bought it. She would say these things, I'm not good at these... I've been so many years, and this electric fan can still be used."

The old man said, paused, and smiled again on his face.

In the old man's living room, Chen Lun had never seen this electric fan.

Without saying anything, Chen Lun just looked calm and fell on the old man.

"...By the way, Xiao Chen, you're tired even if you've been out for so long."

The old man paused again and did not continue the words just now. Instead, he turned his head and smiled and said to Chen Lun.

"fine."

His eyes were calm, and Chen Lun responded to the old man's words.

"When I'm back, let's have a good rest."

"Xiao Chen, please sit for a while. There are a few more dishes, and I'll go and stir-fry the dish you brought."

"Xiao Chen, if you are hungry, you can see what you want to eat and keep your stomach covered. Anyway, you just eat in your own house, and you don't have to pay too much attention."

The old man spoke out loud, smiled, and went back to the kitchen.

I washed two sets of dishes and chopsticks first, took them out, and put them on the table.

"If Xiao Chen is hungry, eat first."

After saying that, the old man turned around, went into the kitchen, and started to work harder.

In the kitchen, the sound of vegetables rinsing under the water dragon and the sound of stir-frying vegetables.

The old man was busy with his work back and forth, ringing in the kitchen.

The soup stewed in the pot next to it was filled with some heat, and the range hood was working.

The dishes were cooked all the time, and the old man walked out of the kitchen and put them on the table.

I turned around and hurried back to the kitchen, busy.

"...Okay, the last soup... Wait for a long time, Xiao Chen, let's start eating."

The old man walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup.

Chen Lun put down the tea in his hand, got up, moved his feet, and walked to the dining table.
To be continued...