Jiang Chan had a very good rest this night, the quilt was very warm, and the room was very tidy and clean. It seemed that Lin Wan had not been at home for so many years, and the Lin family still kept Lin Wan's room very well, indicating that they were not really real. Regardless of Lin night.

   It's just that Lin Wan and Lin Yuanshan are too stubborn. Both of them are taking a sigh of relief. As long as either of the two bows their heads slightly, Lin Wan will not die at a young age.

   At five o'clock in the morning, Jiang Chan got up on time. In fact, it was already late at this time. In the past, when I was in the yard, I had to get up at three o'clock every day to rush to the farmers’ market, just to buy the freshest ingredients first-hand.

  I want to talk about why the Cixin BBQ booth has a good business. Isn't it because of the special attention to ingredients? With the word of mouth, the sales will naturally go up.

   Jiang Chan cleaned himself up quickly, and was about to go for a run outside. The original owner's body is still a little vacant, which makes Jiang Chan, who has always been a healthy baby, a little unbearable.

  As soon as he walked down the stairs, Jiang Chan was startled by the old man sitting on the sofa. The old man's eyes were dark and he looked haggard. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Lin Yuanshan raised his head and glanced at Jiang Chan faintly.

   "Get up so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Although he was haggard, the old man still cared about Jiang Chan very much.

   Jiang Chan sat down opposite Lin Yuanshan: "I slept well. I used to get up at this point. Grandpa, you haven't slept all night?"

   Looking at the old man who looked like he was several years old all night, Jiang Chan felt a little sorry for an old man to worry so much.

   Lin Yuanshan twitched the corners of his mouth: "When people are old, they feel less, no big deal."

   Jiang Chan nodded, changing his original thought of going out for a morning run to exercise: "I'll make breakfast for you. You didn't eat much last night."

   Lin Yuanshan doubted: "You can cook?"

   It wasn't his suspicion, just the black nail polish on Jiang Chan's hand that he saw last night. He doubted whether she would be poisoned by her if she let her cook.

   Jiang Chan stretched out his hand, fingers white and clean: "Don't underestimate me, my mother was ill and couldn't eat anything else. She can barely eat a few bites if I made it."

   Jiang Chan did not lie at this point. Depression itself is a very torturous disease. Many people suffer from loss of appetite and various kinds of anorexia.

   In order to let Lin Wan eat something, the little child learns to cook. No matter how unpalatable the ground she cooks, Lin Wan will insist on eating a little bit.

   It can be said that without the care of the original owner, Lin Wan would not delay it for several years. Now that Jiang Chan comes over, the original owner's skills can be re-displayed, not to mention that Jiang Chan's cooking skills are already good.

  Since he came here to make up for the regret of the original owner, Jiang Chan will do his best to take care of the grandfather who was kind to her in the memory of the original owner. In the future, when the original owner returns, he will be able to get along well with Lin Yuanshan and Lin Qiao.

   Lin Yuanshan was happy: "Hey, then I have to taste it well."

   "Just wait and eat."

   Seeing that the old man is not so depressed, Jiang Chan is also relieved. She is still relatively active in general. The most unnoticeable thing is to see others sad, especially such an old man.

   Seeing Jiang Chan entered the kitchen, the old man Lin Yuanshan walked in after thinking about it. Seeing Jiang Chan washing the rice quickly and soaking the hair dry lily, the old man felt very ironed in his heart.

   Even though Lin Wan said that he passed away early, but Jiang Chan was left with such a sensible child, he could be regarded as having a little sustenance. Especially when chatting with Jiang Chan, the old man felt that Jiang Chan was far more mature than his peers.

   This also makes Lin Yuanshan feel even more distressed. If it weren't for the drastic changes in the family, no one would be so mature and sensible at a young age.

   Slowly, the kitchen was filled with a sweet smell, Jiang Chan quickly made a few omelets, a very smoky breakfast, and the old man swallowed unwillingly.

  He carried his hands on his back: "Girl, how long can I eat?"

   Jiang Chan rolled an omelet, wrapped it with bean sprouts and cucumber shreds, and handed it to the old man: "You can eat this pad to cushion your belly. Lily porridge will be ready in a while."

   Lin Qiao and Lin Jinyu, who followed the fragrance, looked at each other, who was eating the burrito with this face contentedly? Isn't his father the most disciplined? Are you standing in the kitchen holding quiche and eating like this now?

   Lin Qiao wiped his face: "Little Cicada, give me and your brother a burrito?"

   He wants to taste it, what's the magic of this cake.

   Jiang Chan turned her head and glanced at Lin Qiao and Lin Jinyu who were wearing home clothes. In the next second, she rolled up two sheets and handed them over.

   Even though she is wearing home clothes, Lin Jinyu's aura is still very strong, but when facing Jiang Chan, she subconsciously softens her facial expression.

   "Grandpa's uncle and elder brother should go to the dining table and sit down. My side will be well soon."

   Enjoy a perfect breakfast. The old man Lin Yuanshan went back to his room to make up for his sleep. Lin Qiao and Lin Jinyu went to work at the company. Jiang Chan had nothing to do, and simply found out the books of the original owner. It was not only the original owner’s wish to be a good student.

   Jiang Chan herself wants to learn it again in this world~www.wuxiamtl.com~ or she would not take this task.

   Just when she opened the original owner's schoolbag, Jiang Chan twitched the corner of his mouth. There was only one stationery box in the original owner's schoolbag, and there was not a single book. How did she study like this?

  Think about it, the original owner has been close to a few non-mainstream students in recent months. It is not easy to learn well, and it only takes three days to learn badly.

   In the memory of the original owner, she is now a school bully in the city. Perhaps it was because the original owner was generous, and usually there were more than a dozen people following her.

   The original owner is in school, except for smoking and drinking, skipping classes, fighting and clubbing. The students all walked around watching her, and the teacher shook his head and sighed when she saw her.

   Jiang Chan pinched her eyebrows, it was really not her intention to become a school boss. The original owner has such a bad image in the minds of teachers and students, it seems that it is a long way to go if you want to be a good student.

   See if the time is approaching for dinner, Jiang Chan didn't want to sit still. She went into the kitchen and saw that the chef was preparing to cook, "Do you need my help?"

   Chef Zhang Ma is an aunt in her fifties. She smiled when she saw Jiang Chan: "Cicada is here? I'm cooking here. Your mother liked the food I cooked."

   Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows: "Then I will give you Zhang Ma. It's too boring outside, so I might as well talk with you."

   Zhang’s mother smiled: “Then I’m welcome, Xiao Chan made a good lily porridge in the morning.”

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