Great God's Secret Love [Network]

Xiao Zhan woke up in the warmth. When he opened his eyes, he saw Cheng Yu stuffing the freshly filled hot water bottle into the bed.

"Are you awake?" Cheng Yu showed a bright smile, "I'll go and open the curtains."

Xiao Zhan sat up from the bed, "Why did you get up so early?"

Cheng Yu took out his clothes from the closet and handed them to him, "I woke up early." He would not tell Xiao Zhan that he couldn't sleep because of some kind of dream and had to wake up.

Xiao Zhan got dressed and washed, "Where's uncle and aunt?"

"They went to morning exercise, and they will probably be back soon," Cheng Yu handed him a glass of warm water, "We'll put up Spring Festival couplets together after breakfast."

Xiao Zhan took a sip of water, "Okay."

On New Year's Eve, the weather is beautiful, the warm sunshine falls into thousands of households, and there is a joyous atmosphere everywhere.

Cheng Yu held a pair of couplets, "Xiao Zhan, help me see which is the upper couplet and which is the lower couplet."

Xiao Zhan pointed to his left hand, "This is the Shanglian."

Cheng Yu put glue on the back of the couplet, "Stand behind me and help me see if the position is correct."

It was the first time for Xiao Zhan to do these things, and he found it very interesting. He stood behind Cheng Yu, "The right hand is a little bit up, and then down, um, yes, that's it."

Cheng Yu posted the upper couplet, turned around and asked Xiao Zhan, "Do you want to try posting one?"

Xiao Zhan was hesitating a little, Cheng Yu handed him the glued post, "Go and post it, I'll help you spot the location."

Xiao Zhan had no choice but to go to the door, and under Cheng Yu's guidance, he accurately pasted the second couplet on the door.

"It's amazing." Cheng Yu approached and held his hand, "Why is it getting cold again? Hurry up and warm it up."

"It's okay, I'm not cold." Xiao Zhan broke his hand away from him, "Uncle and aunt are still at home."

Cheng Yu smiled, leaned close to his ear, and lowered his voice, "Does that mean it's fine if you're not at home?"

Xiao Zhan liked his voice at first, but now that Cheng Yu deliberately used his voice to seduce him, his ears immediately turned red.

"Ah Yu, are the Spring Festival couplets posted?" Cheng's mother poked her head out from the kitchen, "Come over and help when it's finished."

"okay!"

Xiao Zhan tugged at Cheng Yu's sleeve, "Let's go together."

In the kitchen, Cheng's mother asked while chopping vegetables, "How long are you going to stay at home?"

Cheng Yu dealt with the potato peels in his hand, "The company has a lot of things to do, so I have to go back on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year."

"Do you two live near each other?" Cheng's mother sighed, "Xiao Xiao is very lonely and has no one to take care of her. A Yu, you need to take care of her."

Cheng Yu laughed when he heard that, his mother is so cute!

"Mom, we live next door."

Cheng's mother was surprised, "Oh, this is fate!"

Cheng Yu shook his head, where is this fate?This is obviously because I want to get the moon first.

"Xiao Xiao, your dumplings are so beautiful." Cheng's mother looked at Xiao Zhan's dumplings and expressed her high praise.

Xiao Zhan replied with a slight smile: "I used to learn how to make bags by myself."

Cheng Yu felt a sudden pain in his heart, thinking that Xiao Zhan had been making dumplings and eating dumplings by himself for so many years, his heart ached.

"In the future, we will pack and eat together." He whispered in Xiao Zhan's ear.

Xiao Zhan nodded with a smile, "That's fine, you are in charge of packing, and I am in charge of eating."

"Haha, then I guess you can only eat the dumpling skin and dumpling filling separately." Cheng Yu didn't have much hope for his craftsmanship.

Cheng's mother knew this very well, "Ah Yu, how can he make dumplings? He only knows how to eat!"

"Mom, is there anyone who hurt your son so much?"

Xiao Zhan has never experienced a family laughing together in such a harmonious and warm way. He thinks this is very good, so good that he is moved and cherished.

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Thank you Tom Po for mine!