Midnight snack at half past twelve.

Um……

At this point in time, I can always think of some not-so-good things.

Why would anyone eat at Twelve?

…

There were seven or eight dishes placed on the dining table at the senior schoolmate's house. All the big dishes were placed in front of Lin Jingyu, with some plain dishes left on the side.

The position of the banquet incense is in the main position.

Lu Youyou and Lin Jingyu were sitting on one side, and Lin Jingyu was sandwiched between them.

This position is a bit awkward.

The right side has to be scrutinized by the mother-in-law, and the left side has to be pulled by the senior sister. Lu Youyou didn't know whether it was because she was scared today or something else, but when she came back, her hands were tightly clutching Lin Jingyu's clothes and didn't let go.

Using all your strength is like grasping for a life-saving straw.

Lin Jingyu, save me!

Lu Youyou sat stiffly in her position, not daring to move.

Finally, the banquet was served and all the dishes were served.

There is a pot of soft-shelled turtle in the center of the dining table, which must have been stewed for a long time and is now bubbling.

The orange light in the main room shines on the feast at this table.

"Want to drink?" Yan Yinxiang asked, "If you want a drink, I'll get it."

"No, no, no." Lin Jingyu waved her hands quickly.

If it were an ordinary family, they would probably think that the other party was being polite.

One said no need, no need, and the other said yes, yes, yes. Only when it can't be pushed will one party compromise.

But the aroma of feasting and drinking is different.

She is never polite.

She closed herself off for six years and almost forgot her instinct to communicate with others.

So as soon as Lin Jingyu said no, she really wouldn't let him take it.

Of course, Lin Jingyu didn't refuse politely, he really didn't drink. What kind of drink could he, a student, go to his mother-in-law's house to drink?

"good."

Yan Yin Xiang responded and sat down at the main seat with peace of mind.

Yan Yinxiang wore a beige turtleneck sweater, and her hair, which was usually tied up with shark clips, was also tied up today.

She knew someone would be coming to her home, so she took care of herself today.

Lin Jingyu secretly took a look at the feast.

After reading it, he felt it was a bit perplexing.

"..."

Yanyin Xiang has a straight face.

Maybe it was her temperament that made Lin Jingyu feel that she was equally attractive whether she was smiling or not.

Lin Jingyu raised his head and glanced at the chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

I just hope the lights don't flash at this time.

To put it bluntly, Lin Jingyu really felt that the senior's home only needed a small renovation, and then it could be used as a set for a horror movie.

Fortunately, the senior sister was beside him, otherwise he would have felt terrified.

Lin Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief. Then, as if to comfort himself, Lin Jingyu took his senior sister's hand with his backhand.

"..."

cold.

How could it be cold?

Lin Jingyu glanced down to confirm.

Oh, this is really the senior's hand. He thought it was something like that.

Then, Yan Yinxiang called Lin Jingyu.

"Lin Jingyu."

"Hey!" Lin Jingyu quickly raised his head and responded.

The aroma of banquets and drinks greeted him, "Eat."

The woman's demeanor looked elegant and decent, except that she had no expression throughout.

Today, all the dishes are cooked by Yan Yinxiang herself. She looks like a gentle, virtuous, good wife and mother as she works hard in the kitchen.

But Lin Jingyu felt that when greeting people, you still need to add some modal particles.

for example--

"Eat"

"Eat."

"Eat more."

This would sound gentle enough. If his future mother-in-law was so harsh, he would have thought she was telling him to leave.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems unlikely.

After all, it was Yan Yinxiang who called him here. And if he really drove him away, would he cook such a large table of dishes?

Lu Youyou couldn't help frowning when she looked at the dishes in front of Lin Jingyu, and then she tightened her grip on Lin Jingyu's clothes.

The banquet incense should not be poisoned.

Lin Jingyu gently patted the back of her senior sister's hand to comfort her, then raised her hand to pick up the chopsticks.

He didn't go against Yan Yin Xiang.

The second step in treating a patient is to coax him first.

Lin Jingyu took a look at the dishes placed in front of him. There was a plate of pig's trotters in front of him. The braised pork trotters looked very stewed and could be broken with a single poke with chopsticks.

But it’s not good to put such a big piece of pig’s trotters in a bowl.

So based on the principle of staying close to him, Lin Jingyu took some of the plate of shredded green pepper pork that was placed on his right.

Lin Jingyu took a bite and didn't forget to give Yan Yin Xiang a reply.

"Auntie's craftsmanship is pretty good."

Lin Jingyu praised with a smile.

"Yeah." Yan Yinxiang still had no expression. She just tilted her chin and raised her head and told Lu Youyou: "Go and get a pig's trotter for your boyfriend."

Lu Youyou moved her chopsticks: "Okay."

Lu Youyou was stunned as soon as he stretched out his chopsticks. Lu Youyou looked at one dish, and then at Lin Jingyu's bowl.

Bowls in the South are always smaller.

Lu Youyou felt that Lin Jingyu's bowl could not fit in it, so he directly brought the entire plate to Lin Jingyu.

Lin Jingyu: "..."

Ah this.

Won't this be scolded?

Lin Jingyu subconsciously took a look at Yan Yinxiang's expression and found that he had no expression.

It seemed like they didn't care.

Lin Jingyu is the only one who thinks something is wrong. Is this too exaggerated?

."..."

So Lin Jingyu took another mouthful of rice.

Yanyin Xiang did not move his chopsticks, but still stared directly at Lin Jingyu.

After a while, Lin Jingyu raised his head and saw that Yan Yinxiang was still looking at him, so he asked doubtfully: "Why doesn't Auntie eat?"

After the feast, I said, "I'm not hungry."

Lin Jingyu turned to look at Lu Youyou: "Where's the senior?"

Lu Youyou: "..."

She's not hungry either,
To be continued...