Unexpectedly, Little Millet Cake proudly showed Chu Zhaoyang the five-color noodles and said, "Mom made this for me. In country M, Mom always made me this way. Mom said that eating more vegetables is good for my health. She was afraid that I wouldn't like to eat, so she came up with this method to supplement my nutrition."
Chu Zhaoyang: "..."
He didn't know what Little Millet Cake thought. Ever since he ate dumplings on the first day of junior high school, he has loved to stimulate Chu Zhaoyang in this aspect.
Whenever Gu Nian did something for him, he would always let Chu Zhaoyang know immediately.
Chu Zhaoyang was so angry.
Gu Nian thought that Chu Zhaoyang never mentioned it. She thought that the man was finally being generous and didn't take it to heart.
Unexpectedly, he still remembered it.
Gu Nian nodded helplessly: "Okay, I'll do it for you when I get back."
She thought for a while and said, "How about eating noodles tonight."
"Very good." Chu Zhaoyang nodded, "Let's eat noodles tonight, and we'll have noodles later for a late-night snack."
As he spoke, those black eyes looked down with some fire.
The fleeting glance made Gu Nian's legs weak.
Gu Nian glared at him. This time, she didn't misunderstand, right?
Chu Zhaoyang finally couldn't help it and laughed softly.
They took Little Millet Cake to the bathroom, but never came back, and the old man and the old lady didn't come to ask.
Only when they was about to go home after eating, they said something to Chu Zhaoyang.
Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian took the little guy and waited at the door.
Chi Yiheng pursed his lips and looked at Gu Nian. She was avoiding him on purpose. How could he not know?
Before getting in the car, the old lady smiled and said to Chi Yiheng: "Then, we will go back with your brother and sister-in-law first."
Chi Yiheng thought sarcastically, yes, Gu Nian has become his sister-in-law now.
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Chu Zhaoyang first sent the two elders back to their old home.
When he got to the door, he was called into the house by the old man.
"Today, Little Millet Cake has officially entered the family tree, and I also gave Little Millet Cake a pseudonym," the old man said.
Every member of the eight major families has a nickname.
It also needed to inform the wife when get married.
The eight major families were all descendants of the royal family of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and were the most direct bloodline.
In the early days, they used the country as their surname, and the name of the name was based on the surname of the royal family.
Chu's surname was Mi. The old man touched Little Millet Cake's head and said, "Jinyu's nickname is Mi Hao. Hao means grand appearance. Our Little Millet Cake is so good-looking, so it's a good choice for him."
Gu Nian couldn't help but asked Chu Zhaoyang curiously: "What about your nickname?"
"I wanted to wait until the day I receive the certificate to tell you more formally." Chu Zhaoyang said.
But when Gu Nian asked, he felt it didn't matter anymore.
Anyway, he had already regarded Gu Nian as my wife in his heart.
"Mi Jin." Chu Zhaoyang said, "What a coincidence, the word Jin is the same as Jinyu in Little Millet Cake."
It meant beautiful jade.
Gu Nian didn't think that Chu Jiahong would use such a word.
She smiled and asked, "Grandpa gave it to you?"
The old man blew his beard proudly and hummed twice. The answer was self-evident.
Gu Nian felt funny in her heart, but she didn't expect that the old man was still a judge of appearance.
He gave Chu Zhaoyang a beautiful jade, and gave Little Millet Cake a grand appearance.
She didn't know what the old man would name her if she gave birth to another boy.
After struggling for a long time, the two elders were tired, so Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian didn't stay long and left with the little guy.
They went to the supermarket halfway because they didn't have a pasta machine at home.
Having just arrived home, Chu Zhaoyang unexpectedly received a call from Qi Chengzhi, saying that they would come over for dinner in a few nights.
Maybe he heard that Little Millet Cake was officially included in the Chu family tree, so he came here to celebrate.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, they all went to each other's elders' homes to pay New Year greetings, but they never had the chance to get together.
Each family was very busy.
The original plan of making five-color noodles has not changed, because Little Millet Cake had been looking forward to it since he heard that he wanted to eat five-color noodles.
Qi Chengzhi said on the phone that there was no need to be busy. Yan Beicheng had someone send hot pot over, and there was no need to prepare pots or ingredients.
Someone will come to collect it after eating, and there was no need to wash it afterwards.
Gu Nian couldn't help but laugh: "This sounds like coming to our house and inviting us to dinner."
The unintentional "our family" made Chu Zhaoyang feel extremely good.
Even when Little Millet Cake fell into his arms and fell asleep, Chu Zhaoyang didn't dislike his coquettish and unmanly behavior.
Gu Nian has regarded this place as home, tying herself to him so that she felt like she belongs.
Chu Zhaoyang felt warm in his heart and was more tolerant of Little Millet Cake.
Even with a good temper, he carried Little Millet Cake back to the bedroom, carried him to the bed, covered him with a quilt, and let him take a nap.
When Qi Chengzhi and the others come in the evening, they will definitely bring their children with them.
There will definitely be a lot of fuss at that time, so take advantage of this moment to let Little Millet Cake replenish his energy.
Chu Zhaoyang came out and went back to the bedroom to change into comfortable and loose home clothes.
Back in the kitchen, Gu Nian and Nanny Yu were making noodles together.
Nanny Yu's bowl was filled with cucumber noodles, while Gu Nian's bowl was filled with sesame noodles.
Seeing him come in, Gu Nian said: "Since we want to eat hot pot in the evening, it's a good time, so we can eat these as hot pot noodles."
Chu Zhaoyang looked at it for a while and said, "Can't you freeze it and eat it tomorrow?"
Gu Nian was startled, "Don't you want to eat?"
Chu Zhaoyang pursed his lips and said nothing.
It was difficult to say it directly. He wanted to eat it himself and did not want to share it with others, not even Qi Chengzhi and the others.
He hasn't eaten it yet. The first time he eats it, he has to share it with others, which did not reflect his specialness at