Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

He still remembered that his mother had said about it, and he was really shocked at the time, but it was nothing compared to that person not even appearing in Xiaonian, so he didn't even think about it, now listening to him When I brought up Ye Linglan, it was like discovering a new continent by myself, and it was indescribably shocking.

I really didn't expect this person to be serious. He really planned to learn it and then cook for their family? ?

Wen Xingying put on her clothes and left the room. Ye Linglan hurriedly followed. At this time, my mother was still busy in the kitchen. Wen Xingying walked in and stood behind her talking to her, while Ye Linglan stood outside the door looking at the ocean and sighing.

He is really a person who lives far away from the kitchen. Although he is also a foodie, he doesn't like to do it by himself. On the one hand, he thinks it is very laborious to learn that stuff, and on the other hand, he is also a bit lazy. He always thinks that Wen Xingying is good at this aspect His thoughts should be similar to his, and standing in the kitchen in the image of that person is indeed very unsuitable.

The noise in the kitchen was very loud, and Ye Linglan couldn't hear what the two of them said, but it seemed that the mother was explaining to him some problems when cooking, and that person was always smiling, not to mention how pretty he looked.

So Ye Linglan didn't go back to the house, and just sat down at the dining table by himself. This position happened to be able to see the kitchen, and he could see every movement and expression of that person.

Finally, when the meal was ready, Wen Xingying came out with the bowls and chopsticks and a plate of dishes, put down the things and tapped the boy on the head lightly. No matter how long he was in the kitchen, this man sat here stupidly for a long time, laughing while sitting. , what a complete fool.

Mama Yan also came out with two dishes, and seeing Ye Linglan's complacent look, she couldn't help but scolded, "Look at Xiao Ye, she even comes to the kitchen to help mom cook. Say you haven't even washed the dishes a few times, so I'll let you do it tonight!"

Ye Linglan: "..." What? ?
I was so scared that I couldn't talk anymore.

It can be seen that my mother spent a lot of money to welcome this... daughter-in-law tonight. There are more than a dozen dishes on the table, plus a large bowl of chicken soup. The taste makes Ye Linglan's mouth water for three thousand feet. Holding the chopsticks, he asked Wen Xingying with an idiot face: "Which one of these did you make?"

Wen Xingying said: "None of them are considered to be made by myself, it's just that I fried them for my mother a few times."

As he spoke, he pointed out those dishes.

"Okay!" Ye Linglan put a little bit into his bowl one by one, and started to eat. I don't know if it was his illusion. These dishes that his mother has cooked several times turned out to be particularly delicious this time, which made him really want to eat. Put a whole plate into your belly.

Yan's mother didn't even bother to comment on him, she just focused on serving Wen Xingying food, and Yan's father also greeted Wen Xingying to accompany him to drink with a smile on his face.

Ye Linglan ate this meal very happily, even the best meal he had in a long time since he came home. After the meal, he felt that it was very difficult for him to even get up. Mother Yan told him as she said before, "Go Washing the dishes" and dragged Wen Xingying to the living room to chat.

When he returned to the bedroom again, it was almost time to go to bed. Wen Xingying began to tidy up his clothes. Ye Linglan helped him get a pillow and asked, "Are you coming to my house now because you are almost busy with the company?"

"No," Wen Xingying said, "Derbidge is helping me. He's not in the Spring Festival, but he said that he will be paid double this month."

Ye Linglan: "..."

He sniffed and said, "I'm sorry, I will definitely pay you back when I earn some money in the future."

Wen Xingying glanced at him expressionlessly.

After the two of them lay on the bed, Ye Linglan turned over and hugged that person into her arms, feeling that she had been rewarded for all the suffering she had suffered after being separated from him for such a long time.

The next day was the last day for Ms. Yan to purchase new year’s goods. Both Wen Xingying and Ye Linglan accompanied her to the street, treating Ye Linglan as air, but the latter didn’t care and just followed along. Anyway, this time the handbag professional has changed. , he was quite happy.

"Xiao Ye, Mom bought you two new clothes, you can try them when you get back." Yan's mother said with a smile.

"Thank you mom, I also bought a few for you, dad and Ye Linglan, and they will be delivered this afternoon." Wen Xingying said and glanced at Ye Linglan.

"Look at you child." Yan's mother didn't know what to say.

Ye Linglan didn't speak, but gently held the man's hand. 
On New Year's Eve and the first two days of the new year, the whole family spent the New Year at Grandma Ye Linglan's house. Wen Xingying's duty changed from being with her parents to being with her grandparents. Praise, Ye Linglan couldn't help feeling in her heart that this is really a miraculous person, who seems to be the focus of attention wherever he goes, really, once grandparents talk to him, they don't care about others at all, what about grandchildren? Standing aside all the way, there are some other relatives of Ye Linglan at grandma's house at this time, and those aunts and aunts are all there to praise him.

Ye Linglan noticed that Wen Xingying was expressionless when talking to others, but she was smiling to his grandparents, just like he was to his mother at home.

In the evening of [-], the family watched the Spring Festival Gala at grandma’s house. After staying with the old man to watch the New Year’s Eve, they returned to their home because there were too many people there and there were not enough rooms. The sound of firecrackers was still continuous, and Father Yan was also very energetic, and asked Ye Linglan and Wen Xingying: "Are you two tired? I also prepared some fireworks. Do you want to go and set them off?"

"Okay." Ye Linglan took Wen Xingying's hand with a lighter and went out.

The two of them hadn't talked much all day, and Ye Linglan felt like she was chasing stars, and she had to wait until someone had a schedule before going to see her, but that was fine, as he liked to hear everyone in the family talk I'm praising that person.

When going downstairs, Wen Xingying asked: "Do you dare to play the second kick?"

Ye Linglan: "...Of course I dare."

Well, in fact, he is very afraid of that thing, mainly because the sound is too loud, and he was even scared to cry when he was a child...

"What about you?" he asked the man, "Do you dare?"

"Do you want me to give you one later?" Wen Xingying squeezed his hand.

Ye Linglan didn't speak, but he wasn't afraid that others would let it go, at most, he would just keep away and cover his ears, but the problem was that he was afraid that Wen Xingying would let him let it go on a whim.

When they got outside, they opened the black bag that Father Yan had given them, only to see that there was no second kick in it, only a rocking flower and two large fireworks, which made Ye Linglan feel relieved. There are not many people, most of them are adults with children, and some people also set off fireworks, and the flames flying all over the sky are dazzling and radiant.

Ye Linglan looked around, found a place where there were almost no people, and handed Wen Xingying a firework, "Come and set it off, okay?"

"it is good."

Wen Xingying walked a little forward and lit the fireworks. Ye Linglan stood there, watching the flames rush up to the sky one by one, and then exploded, sliding across the sky like a meteor. Wen Xingying was returning to the sky at this time. Beside him, he couldn't help hugging that person, took his head and pressed his lips to his lips.

Wen Xingying hugged him tightly, and responded gently. The two of them had their lips and teeth intertwined for a long time before they gradually separated. Ye Linglan stared at the man, and unconsciously raised the corners of her lips, "Brother Wen, I love you."

Wen Xingying gently stroked his face and said, "Ye Linglan, I like you."

Ye Linglan couldn't help laughing, and leaned over to snuggle into that person's arms.

After the two fireworks were over, the two of them didn't go home. Instead, they took a walk in the square with rocking flowers. This kind of flower was a very long one, with sparks always emitting from the front end. Beautiful apertures that seem to never end.

Ye Linglan liked playing with this kind of thing very much when she was young, and she started pestering her father to buy it a few days before the Spring Festival, and she had a lot of fun every day. He had a great time.

He asked the people around him: "When are you going to go back? I mean go back to your own home."

He knew that Wen Xingying sneaked back home to spend the New Year with him this time, but in fact it was only a few days, and he probably would go back after the fifth day at most.

"I'll go back after spending Valentine's Day here with you," Wen Xingying said.

"..." Ye Linglan looked at him incredulously, "Will it take that long?"

"What?" Wen Xingying raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you happy?"

"...Happy." Ye Linglan lowered her head and smiled, of course she was happy.

"Me, I can't just pay that kid double salary, I have to go back after playing enough." Wen Xingying said calmly.

"Yeah." Ye Linglan laughed even more happily.

"Then after Valentine's Day is over, you will go back with me." Wen Xingying said again.

"Oh... what?" Ye Linglan raised her head in surprise, "I'll go back with you?"

"That's right," Wen Xingying nodded, "I spent Valentine's Day with you here because I was afraid that your parents would be reluctant to part with you, but it should be enough for you to have been back for so long."

"But," Ye Linglan still couldn't understand, "Why do you want me to go back earlier?"

"Because I miss you very much when you are not by my side." Wen Xingying said.

"..." Ye Linglan suddenly felt that her heart was filled with honey.

I couldn't help but leaned over and kissed that person's face, "Okay then, I'll go home with you after Valentine's Day."

The next day was the first day of junior high school. After eating breakfast at home, a few people went to grandma's house. Wen Xingying put on the new clothes that Yan's mother specially bought for him, and he was full of praise, making his mother very happy.

The next pattern is almost the same as yesterday. For the next three days, they only need to stay at their own home. Ye Linglan woke up in the morning of the second day and found that Wen Xingying was no longer in bed. Can't help but go out to have a look in doubt.

When he passed the living room, he glanced into the kitchen, and saw that person and his mother were inside, and the two of them were... making dumplings? ?
There is nothing special about making dumplings in the second day of junior high school, they are eaten by the family. Speaking of which, when I was preparing the New Year’s Eve dinner at grandma’s house on the [-]th day, there were several people making dumplings. They were all Ye Linglan’s aunts and aunts, but Wen Xingying did not. Participating, of course, may be because he wants to talk to grandpa and grandma.

Ye Linglan found that he couldn't walk again. Even though he had seen the person cooking, the dumpling making was still very novel. Wen Xingying was talking to his mother while doing it, with a gentle smile on his face all the time. .

Mama Yan, who was taking a dough in the kitchen, also saw him, and greeted him: "Ye Linglan, Xiao Ye is helping mom make dumplings, and they are ready, so hurry up and wash your face and come here to try, you can still make dumplings." Brother Wen taught you."

"Okay." Compared to making a dish, making dumplings with rolled dough seems much easier, and Ye Linglan didn't want to refuse, let alone let that person teach him.