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On Saturday, baby Lu Jiaming woke up at 09:30.

Baby Lu Jiaming is a very thin-skinned baby. Baby Lu Jiaming cried a lot last night and was very shy this morning.

When Lu Zhixu was woken up by Xia Chen, the baby was already sitting at the breakfast table in denim overalls.

Lu Yaoxie didn't get enough sleep, and his expression was a little dazed. When he passed by the baby Lu Jiaming, he pressed the baby's shoulder: "Son, what are you doing?"

Baby Lu Jiaming put his hands upright on his knees, and answered him tenderly: "I'm eating pearl balls..."

Lu Zhixu let out an "uh" and asked, "Pearls?"

"Pearl Yuanzi!" The baby gestured to him laboriously: "Yuanyuan, Yuanzi!"

Lu Zhixu gave up his plan to continue communicating with the baby, and called Xia Chen: "What did the baby say?"

"Pearl balls." Xia Chen answered briefly, and went into the kitchen to tie on an apron.He was wearing a blue thin sweater with a beige shirt inside, all made of soft material, but his figure was unusually tall and straight, like a quiet tree.

Xia Chen washed his hands, and took out the small bamboo drawer from the steamer. The kitchen was filled with white mist, which made people feel warm on this autumn morning.

In the light yellow bamboo drawer, there are six exquisite meatballs lying quietly, ivory white, dotted with light yellow. The aroma of glutinous rice makes people move their index fingers.

"This is pearl balls." Xia Chen used chopsticks to put the balls on the plate in front of Lu Zhixu, "Teacher has a bad stomach, so I can only eat two. There is porridge in the kitchen."

Lu Zhixu looked at the baby Lu Jiaming who was swallowing his saliva beside him, and he was sure that Xia Chen was talking to him in the same tone as he was talking to a baby.

Professor Lu Zhixu frowned, trying to put on an air of being a teacher.

So, he asked seriously: "What porridge?"

"Pumpkin porridge." Xia Chen distributed the balls to the baby, turned around and went into the kitchen, half a minute later, brought out a bowl of golden porridge in a large porcelain bowl.

"Pumpkin and porridge?" Lu Zhixu looked at the bowl of porridge suspiciously.

"Teacher, haven't you eaten it before?" Xia Chen explained while serving porridge to Lu Zhixu: "My grandma is from the south, and I used to drink this kind of porridge when I was young...Teacher, you can try it. It's also delicious after it's cooled."

Lu Zhixu took a spoonful half-believingly, and found that the taste was unexpectedly delicious.Xia Chen put a little salt in the porridge, and the taste of the pumpkin porridge was even better than that used for cooking.

"I made a lot of pumpkin porridge, and the teacher warmed it up when he wanted to eat it at night. At noon, I made tomorrow's dishes and put them in the refrigerator. The teacher can eat them after heating them up."

Lu Zhixu frowned.

"Where are you going?"

Xia Chen smiled: "I'm going home in the afternoon."

Both his parents were plane crashes, but he wasn't afraid of flying.In the afternoon Xia Zhifei will send someone to pick him up and go back to Beijing.

And yesterday Li Zhurong was also complaining, saying that he rarely went back to his grandfather after he went to university.

"When are you coming back?"

"the day after tomorrow."

Lu Zhixu didn't ask any more questions.

Xia Chen didn't continue talking either.

In fact, one and a half days is not enough, Xia's family and grandfather's family have to go back, Li Zhurong's family must go, and Sunday dinner must be eaten at Xia Zhifei's...

However, one could tell from Lu Zhixu's posture that once Xia Chen left, let alone cooking, he would be annoyed even asking him to eat.Xia Chen was only afraid that after going back for a few days, the little flesh he had just grown on his body would lose weight again.

The baby is small and has a small appetite. After eating two balls and half a bowl of porridge, he is full. He looked at Xia Chen eagerly, Xia Chen touched his head, and said with a smile: "Go and play first, brother." There is something else."

The baby let out an "oh", picked up the bowl, and drank the last bit of porridge. Xia Chen wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue. The baby jumped off the chair, ran away with two short legs.

"Teacher." Looking at the baby's back, Xia Chen suddenly called out to Lu Zhixu.

"Teacher, is it because of work that he sleeps so late at night?" Xia Chen asked with a smile.

"It's quieter at night." Lu Zhixu said concisely.

The Lu family lives in a separate villa, and the baby is not a noisy child, so why do you feel that it is only "quiet" at night?

Xia Chen didn't continue to ask.

Lu Zhixu has too many secrets, like a cocoon.If he wants to find out, he can't cut through the mess with a sharp knife, he can only peel the cocoon little by little, he can't be impatient, and he can't take a wrong step, only then can he touch Lu Zhixu's heart hidden in the cocoon.

After breakfast, Lu Zhixu went back to his room to sleep, and the baby was "playing with mud" in the garden - Lu Zhixu's original words.Xia Chen gave the first floor of the villa a thorough cleaning.

Sitting on the white stone in the center of the lawn, the baby watched Xia Chen rushing in and out, with admiration in his eyes.

At two o'clock at noon, Xia Chen made pickled fish and bone soup, fried baby vegetables and shredded potatoes.Take your phone and wallet with you.

Lu Zhixu didn't say anything, took the car keys and went out, and the baby followed.

"South Railway Station?" Lu Zhixu asked.

Xia Chen only said that he still needs to meet a friend first, so there is no need for the teacher to send him off.

Lu Zhixu didn't insist either, and pulled baby Lu Jiaming off Xia Chen's lap, and dragged him back.The baby didn't cry or fuss, his face was full of grief, his mouth was pursed, and he looked at Xia Chen with tears in his eyes.When Xia Chen was watched by the baby like this, his heart almost softened and he couldn't say anything.

But still have to go back.

If he didn't go back, Lu Feixia might bring a group to City C to arrest people if the others didn't say anything about their reaction.