Half an hour later.

"I'll go back...Xiaoxian~!"

The extra pair of shoes at the door made Mu Changqing, who had just returned home, didn't bother to put down his bag, kicked off the royal blue high heels under his feet and headed straight to the living room. Then, the moment he saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned.

"Auntie."

Lin Xiaoxian grinned, sitting peacefully on the sofa, Mu Changqing missed the moment to welcome him out of the hospital. When he suddenly saw him like this, the best he could not suppress his feelings and could not suppress them. His soft white hands covered his lips and nose bit by bit, and in his beautiful eyes, a bright spot flashed in his wet eyes.

"Hey, aunt, don't... Mu Changqing, what are you doing?"

When the incident happened suddenly, Lin Xiaoxian said, but his body was still stuck in the sofa and forgot to move.

Lin Xiaoshu, who was sitting next to him, pushed him with his elbow and said softly:

"Brother...go..."

Lin Xiaoxian then reacted and got up and walked over. Needless to say, Mu Changqing stretched out his arm and threw himself into his arms like a warm jade. His voice was uncontrollably choked on his strong chest:

"Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian...Woooo..."

Lin Xiaoxian did not feel that she was crying like a child, but like a mother who almost lost her child. The fear erupted, which not only moved Lin Xiaoxian, but also affected Lin Xiaoshu, and she also wanted to cry in her brother's arms for a while.

"Okay, OK, I'm back, it's all over, be good..."

Lin Xiaoxian patted her back gently, just like when she was a child, coaxing herself to sleep, gentle, peaceful and quiet.

"I'll take out the hot pot base first."

Lin Xiaoshu didn't bother the two of them, stood up, covered his chest, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Xiaoshu, use the ones that cover the bridge head, don't use the ones from Haidilao, it's not enough!"

"I know."

When he returned home, his brother was still very persistent in the details of the cooking. Lin Xiaoshu took out the hot pot ingredients from the refrigerator and placed them on the chopping board. Then he slowly put down his little hand that was pinching his chest, shaking some wrinkled clothes and a loose button inside.

After avoiding the sight of the two people in the living room, Lin Xiaoshu dared to blush quietly.

Really...

When my brother couldn't help it, it was too...

Lin Xiaoshu feels that everything has order. Although he has had many advanced dreams and many advanced fantasies, he is like Ye Gong Haolong. In reality, he is different from those brave sisters-in-law. Some things must be waited for him to grow older and ready.

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"You have to go quickly and go back quickly, let's go Changqing."

"Here's here~"

After being discharged from the hospital, the family gathering was already set to be hot pot, but the family did not prepare the dishes in advance. At noon, many stalls in the vegetable market were collected, so Lin Xiaoxian had to call Mu Changqing and go to the supermarket to buy some.

"By the way, do you want to eat rice?"

“Not to eat.”

Mu Changqing shook his head and said, "Rice is not a must for eating hot pot, not to mention that girls are very sensitive to starch intake, so they will naturally not eat it if they can avoid it."

"You steam less Xiaoshu, Xiaomeng and Xiaomeng must eat it, especially Xiaomeng and me, who feel hungry and weight loss in the hospital."

"All right."

Lin Xiaoshu nodded, but he hadn't cooked for a long time.

When my brother was in the No. 7 Middle School, he also left a lot of money for his family, so it was more convenient for them to eat in a more expensive restaurant. In terms of calculation, Lin Xiaoshu has not cooked for almost a year, so before Lin Xiaoxian opened the door and left, he asked quickly:

"Brother, wait! How many meters do you three need to add?"

"Three or two."

"Oh...sanliang..."

Lin Xiaoshu muttered to the rice jar with a rice spoon, and then turned around suddenly:

"No! How many three liang is!"

However, it was too late. With a bang, Lin Xiaoxian and Mu Changqing had already closed the door and left.

...

"Xiaoxian Xiaoxian, I feel like we haven't visited the supermarket for a long time." Mu Changqing held Lin Xiaoxian and stared at the crowd in the supermarket and sighed.

Lin Xiaoxian smiled:

"I also feel that you haven't called me for a long time."

"Hmph~ I like to call you like this when I am in a good mood~"

Speaking of the title, Mu Changqing remembered the scene before leaving the house, and pulled Lin Xiaoxian's arm with a worried look:

“Hey.”

"how?"

"At that time... you called me Changqing in front of Xiaoshu...will you..."

"Oh, this one."

As expected, my sister did not confess to my aunt, but Lin Xiaoxian casually told Mu Changqing what happened when Lin Xiaoshu visited No. 7 Middle School.

"Ah? She...she got it?"

Mu Changqing felt that he should be shy at this time, but compared to her niece knowing about her and her nephew, she cared more about Lin Xiaoshu's attitude towards blood relationship.

"She accepted it was quite calm..."

Lin Xiaoxian recalled that night Lin Xiaoshu was still the sister who could face all the ups and downs in life with peace of mind as long as she had her brother by her side.

"But I'm not at ease."

Mu Changqing let go of Lin Xiaoxian's arm and his face was tangled for a few moments:

"It would be fine if I didn't know. Now I know. I don't know how to deal with Xiaoshu when I go back later..."

"It's okay, just be open-minded. With me here, you are not 1v1. Just make it clear. Everyone is still in love with each other, and it's no different from before."

Or, it will be better than before.

Lin Xiaoxian thought silently.

"Besides, you are not my aunt, and Xiaoshu is not my sister, but what about your relationship? Isn't it still blood thicker than water?"

This was true, and Mu Changqing felt a little more comforted. After throwing a bag of shrimp dumplings into the shopping cart, he pouted quietly:

"You still said that now we are miserable. You are alone..."

"Ahem!"

There were ears in the partition wall, and a salesperson was courier beside the two of them. Lin Xiaoxian clenched his fists and coughed violently, quickly pulling Mu Changqing aside:

"Don't talk like this in the future! What's the mother and the mother? It sounds strange..."

"You can't be the father-in-law and the aunt?"

"The father and mother are second, the key is that you don't... don't..."

Lin Xiaoxian stammered for a while, feeling guilty:

"...Don't say Xiaoshu as well as you... She and me are not... No..."

"Tsk, now is it now..."

Mu Changqing wrinkled his nose with disdain:

"...Anyway, based on the child's feelings for you, I feel that she will confess to you sooner or later... Xiaoxian, you are not allowed to dislike me then!"

“???”

"What are you doing? Xiaoshu is so young, auntie, I...I...hum..."

Mu Changqing threw a dried squid back into the freezer like a deflated person, splashing a few ice chips on the face of a child beside him, making the child giggle.

Lin Xiaoxian shook her head and sighed, and hugged her shoulders in a kind voice:

"What's wrong with you? You're very young too."

"No... I read Weibo yesterday, and someone said that once a woman passes 22, she will start to get old..."

Mu Changqing's mood was like the sky in June. He was as low as he said it was low. His face raised, and he pressed the stubble on Lin Xiaoxian's chin with grievance and resentment:

"Xiaoxian, do you really, really don't dislike Changqing..."

"Help! I've said it many times, I won't know it now, and I won't know it in the future!"

Only actions can comfort a woman who is both depressed and wants to act spoiled. Lin Xiaoxian kissed her smooth forehead lightly and kissed her twice:

"You, it's better to show your momentum that you used to shout at the age of sixteen. Don't worry about the boring things like age. In the future, you will always be the big girl I love."

Big girl, it sounds really shameful and likes it...

Mu Changqing became happy again, kissed him, and then started to buy some food he didn't like to eat in the shopping cart.

What yam...
To be continued...