When Si Chen saw Zwager, he was quite calm, smiled and asked:

"Why are you here? And what's going on with your face?"

Zwag just opened his mouth, but before he could answer, everyone in the room started talking at Si Chen.

Mrs. Si said quickly: "What are you talking about? This is your brother-in-law!"

Sara was quite tactful: "Zwag is here to visit me."

Xiao Yuanman said excitedly: "Dad, the uncle who made Manman a wish is here to give Manman a big poplar!"

Xiao Ping'an: "Dad! Look! The doll my uncle bought for my sister is so pretty~"

"I like my uncle! I like it very much! My uncle is so good-looking! His eyes are blue, just like those of a doll!"

"My uncle was peeping outside and was discovered by my great-grandfather's bodyguard uncle. They had a fight."

"Uncle couldn't beat him, he was caught by the bodyguard uncle, hehe~"ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Si Chen roughly understood it from his son's bar.

Co-author, Zwaage came here, he was taking a look outside, and was discovered by the bodyguard.

Then, he became like this with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Si Chen really couldn't hold it back: "Hahaha~ What a handsome pretty face!"

Zwager used to have the pretty face of an Eastern European kid, but at this moment, he was beaten to the point where his own father could no longer recognize him.

On the coffee table in front of him was the nurse's medical kit.

In the trash can next to the coffee table, there were used iodophors and cotton swabs.

On the side of the coffee table in front of Sara were several pages of deeply folded paper, all in English.

Yan Lixia took a glance and roughly saw a few words, England, Royal Hospital, and DNA identification.

She secretly pinched Si Chen to make him a little more cautious.

Yan Lixia was a little at a loss for this half-brother who suddenly appeared in front of her.

Even with Liang Xiaoru's two children, Yan Lixia has not officially met them yet.

"Well, Zwag came all the way here, didn't his dinner taste good?"

Yan Lixia found what she thought was a good excuse, smiled awkwardly and said:

"I'll get you something to eat!"

As he spoke, he took off his down jacket, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the kitchen in the back.

Sarah wanted to say that she had eaten earlier, but was stopped by Mrs. Si:

"It's about time, let's have some midnight snack!"

As he said that, he winked at Sarah.

Sara smiled, her eyes full of warmth and her face full of kindness.

For him, after being a widow for half a century, it was a huge surprise to have a granddaughter and twin offspring in the past year.

Now, a grandson really appears in the middle of the night. What a surprise!

Worth setting off two firecrackers to celebrate!

…

Si Chen walked to the small kitchen at the back and wanted to help his wife.

But Yan Lixia sent him away: "You go and rest in front, I will do it myself!"

As she spoke, she put the silver grate into the pot and set it on.

There is a round hole in the middle of the grate, which is convenient for people to insert their index finger when using it, bend it, and lift it up.

Of course, this is the cooling time. If the grate is hot in the pot, you need to put a cloth on it, or use chopsticks to hold it diagonally.

Or, use a special tool, a screwdriver.

The shape is similar to that of a beer screwdriver. The small end has a ↓, which can be inserted into the gap of the grate, turned, and stuck.

Yan Lixia spread the cloth on the grate and put steamed buns on it:

"Aren't you feeling sick to your stomach? Can I heat up a steamed bun for you?"

"Yeah." Si Chen looked at his wife's embarrassed look and felt distressed:

"Lixia, Zwage is a very easy-to-get-together person, you don't have to be so..."

"You go out first, I'll get it done right away!" Yan Lixia sent the person away.

The small white curtain in the small kitchen was raised, and Si Chen was pushed out.

Mrs. Si grinned: "Come sit here and I'll help you. Your cooking is even worse than the one cooked in Lixia!"

Si Chen:...-_-||Grandma!

There was a clang, something was banging in the small kitchen, and the sound was quite loud.

Zwager's sapphire-like eyes looked at Si Chen blankly.

What little Chinese he knows, he learned Mandarin through school.

What Mrs. Si and her family usually speak, including Sarah, are all dialects.

Zwag still sounds quite strenuous.

Ever since, in order to take care of Zwager, the family changed to speak Russian:

"How did you come?"

Si Chen quietly came over and asked again.

Zwager was hesitant to speak, as if he was thinking about something.

While speaking, Si Chen stretched out his hands to hold his little cotton-padded jacket in his arms.

Never imagined!

"Dad!" Xiao Yuanman twisted her chubby body and said two threatening words without looking back.

That tone is quite bossy!

Si Chen's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

My old father’s heart is so cold!

"Manman, dad is drunk, so pitiful~"

Si Chen started to use the bitter meat trick to pretend to be pitiful:

"Don't you love daddy the most?"

However, little Niuniu is not easy to fool, so I turned around and said the next sentence:

"Dad doesn't smell like alcohol, it smells like milk. It's fragrant."

Then!

With crooked eyebrows and an unprecedented naughty smile, the little girl looked at Zwag and said:

"Dad didn't bring back the big white poplar for Manman. He also said that if Manman makes a wish, his uncle will come."

"Hehe! Look, uncle is really here, and he also brought big white poplar!"

"My great-grandpa said that Old Man Dongxue will give gifts to children."

"Uncle must be sent by Old Man Dongxue, hehehe~"

As he spoke, he struggled to lift his aluminum alloy poplar with both hands, showing off with a proud look on his face!

Snapped!

Si Chen’s old father’s heart is so broken!

This style of painting is wrong!

My Steel Armor family never gets close to others!

Numb!

Too careless!

You should have made a big white poplar model yourself, so why did your daughter surrender to someone else?

Seeing the shocked expression on his father's face, Xiaopingan immediately exerted his warm-hearted function and offered him an olive branch:

"dad!"

Little Ping An slipped down from Zwager's lap and walked up to Si Chen holding the doll:

"Look at me, this doll, is it good or not?"

Si Chen:......-_-||
To be continued...