Su Ying's face changed slightly, and she had nothing to say.

Ye Jue stood up, picked up the car keys that Ye Minglang placed on the table, and said, "Let's go."

He walked to Song Yan, took the food from Song Yan, and the two of them walked out of the living room first.

Ye Minglang and Su Ying also packed up their own things and left the old house of the Ye family.

When she returned to Ye Jue's small house, Song Yan quickly put rice and cooked porridge. She also took out two chickens from the old house, but the two aunts didn't know about these two chickens.

Ye Jue walked into the kitchen and saw the two chickens on the stove. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Wife, you are bringing it."

"Yes, my mother got up early in the morning to boil water and kill chickens. I also helped me. I will give them all the food after killing them. I don't want to waste the food." Song Yan took a chicken to steam it, which was used to worship the Kitchen God. She said: "We also need some candles, fruits, and New Year's goods to be placed in the old house. You can buy another one when you go out. By the way, don't forget to buy some firecrackers. Although our place is small, it will be lively when it gets messy."

"Well, do you need to buy anything else?" Ye Jue leaned closer to Song Yan and asked softly.

Song Yan pondered for a moment, thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "I'll buy some snacks, and you can buy other things yourself, I can't remember too much at once."

"Okay, I'll go out first. If you can't be too busy, call me mom." After Ye Jue said that, he suddenly leaned against her face.

Song Yan immediately raised her hand to cover her face. When she looked up at him, he had already walked out of the kitchen.

Song Yan laughed softly, lowered her head and continued to cut the meat.

...

The porridge was ready, and Song Yan put the bowl and the small pot of porridge on the dining table.

Su Ying was answering the phone in the hall, and Ye Minglang sat on the sofa watching Su Ying talk about the phone.

I don’t know who Su Ying received the call, and her face was full of smiles.

Then, Su Ying hung up the phone.

Song Yan shouted: "Dad, mom, come here and have porridge."

Ye Minglang and Su Ying both responded, and they hurried to the dining room.

The dining room and the living room are connected. After the two of them went to the dining table, they each picked up the bowls and prepared to serve them themselves.

Song Yan picked up the spoon and said, "Mom and Dad, give me the bowl and I will help you put it."

"You can give yourself yourselves, and your parents will do it yourself." Su Ying said with a smile.

Ye Minglang said: "I heard that our Yan'er worked as a chef in a shop in Mei City. She took the spoon by herself. The pot of porridge made is different. I will become greedy when I smell the fragrance."

Su Ying said with a smile.

Seeing that they kept holding the bowl, Song Yan took out another bowl from the vegetable basket, put the porridge in front of Su Ying first: "Mom, I'll eat it first, mom, put down the bowl on your hand, there are chopsticks and spoons here, see what you like to use."

"Okay, OK." Su Ying nodded, put down the bowl, and picked up a spoon.

Ye Minglang also sat down.

Su Ying looked at Song Yan with a smile and said, "Your aunt will come here in the afternoon. She called to the old house. When she learned that I was not in the old house, she called Ye Jue's side."

The aunt Su Ying mentioned was naturally her sister.

Song Yan nodded and said, "Then should I stay for dinner? I'll stay for the night. I'll go prepare a room when I'm free."

Fortunately, the room is enough!

Su Ying sighed and said, "Let's see when the time comes, she may not stay for dinner."
Chapter completed!