Tang Yuyi not only replaced Feng Yan with a new bed sheet and quilt cover, told him where the bathroom was, how to use it, where the light switch was, and how to turn it on and off before leaving.

In fact, Tang Yuyi’s lights at home can be voice-controlled. However, in order to avoid Feng Yan accidentally turning on the lights of the whole family, he decided not to tell him for the time being.

When he becomes familiar with modernity in the future, he will naturally know.

As for bathing, they had just washed it before coming through, so they saved it.

...

The next day, when the warm morning light shone on his face, Tang Yuyi slowly opened his eyes.

She looked at the familiar ceiling and thought she was dreaming for a moment.

Are you really back?

Tang Yuyi reached out and pinched her face.

"Hiss--" Tang Yuyi took a deep breath.

"Xiao Yi, are you awake? Have breakfast together when you wake up." Tang's mother's voice came from outside.

In fact, if it were the past, Tang's mother and Tang's father would have gone to the company long ago.

However, today, they thought it would be better to entertain Feng Yan for a breakfast in person.

"Get up!" Tang Yuyi shouted, then quickly got up, changed out of her thin pajamas, and changed into a home clothes.

Then, he ran out and knocked on Feng Yan's door.

Feng Yan couldn't sleep all night, but he couldn't see any fatigue.

Tang Yuyi brushed her teeth and washed her face with him before coming to the dining table.

On the table is the richest breakfast in the history of the Tang family, and it is not as rich as the first day of the Lunar New Year.

There are not only white porridge, eight-treasure porridge, pumpkin and millet porridge, tofu brain, soy milk, buns, fried dough sticks, pancakes, light stir-fried dishes, cold dishes, and chopped cooked beef, etc.

Tofu brain, soy milk, buns, fried dough sticks and pancakes were bought by Dad Tang early in the morning.

The others were made by Tang’s mother.

"Xiao Feng, just treat this place as your home," said Tang's mother.

"Okay, thank you aunt." Feng Yan nodded.

"Xiaoyi, please greet me a little." Tang's mother ordered her daughter.

"Okay." Tang Yuyi served Feng Yan a bowl of tofu brain and put it in front of him.

Tang Yuyi also served herself a bowl of tofu brain.

Because I rarely drank it when I was in the world of cultivation before.

"What are your plans today? Are you still going to play the same thing?" Tang's mother glanced at Feng Yan, who changed into a red "costume".

I thought he should still rehearse.

This child is quite suitable for red, and he looks extraordinary and noble.

Mother Tang said intimately.

"Go shopping." Tang Yuyi said.

"It's good to go out for a walk." Mother Tang nodded.

"By the way, Dad, do you have new clothes that you don't wear? Wear it for Feng Yan. He has no clothes, so it's hard to go out in this outfit." Tang Yuyi looked at his father.

"Well, let your mother look for it, your mother knows the best about my clothes." said Dad Tang.

"Yes, yes, I bought a few clothes for your dad a few days ago, washed them and dried them. Before I could wear them," said Tang's mother immediately.

"Thank you uncle and aunt." Feng Yan said hurriedly.

"Why is this child so polite? Don't thank him one by one. If you become Xiaoyi in the future, we will be a family." Mother Tang smiled gently.

Unlike her husband's disapproval, Tang's mother is full of hope for her daughter and Feng Yan's future.

"Come on, come on, have a bun. This bun is made in an old restaurant that has been passed down for a hundred years. It is very delicious. Your uncle went to queue up early, otherwise he would not be able to buy it." Mother Tang picked up a bun for Feng Yan and put it on the plate in front of him.

"Okay, I'll do it, aunt." Feng Yan bent slightly.
Chapter completed!