Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

After a night of hustle and bustle, the noise finally subsided completely in the biting cold wind of Northeast China.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.

Most of the villagers in Kaoshantun were still snuggled in their warm beds, and even the big yellow dog at the village entrance didn't bother to bark.

But in the Fang family's courtyard, the kitchen light was on for the first time ever.

At this time of day, the only people in the Fang family who can stand upright are Fang Daqiang and his wife, Zhao Guifang.

As for Fang Yu?

If this kid doesn't sleep until the sun is high in the sky, then he must have been sleeping in the wrong position last night!

But today, something's strange.

Zhao Guifang came out wearing a coat. As she passed the kitchen door, she suddenly smelled the aroma of millet porridge.

She paused, then rubbed her eyes.

No.

what's going on?

Who went into her kitchen and started cooking so early in the morning?

Has the weasel come to repay a debt of gratitude?

Zhao Guifang peeked inside and froze completely.

The person busy in front of the stove was none other than her lazy son, Fang Yu, who was usually too lazy to even pick up a fallen oil bottle!

Fang Yu was wearing a gray hoodie with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and he was busy in front of the stove, looking quite capable.

In the pot on the left, millet porridge was bubbling away.

On the right, the oil in the frying pan gleams with an enticing golden hue.

He cracked an egg with one hand, flicked his wrist slightly, and flipped the spatula over.

A perfectly poached egg lands steadily on the bottom of the pan, its edges instantly developing a crisp, lace-like texture, while the soft-boiled yolk in the center still trembles with a tender yellow hue.

Zhao Guifang stood at the door and stared for a full half minute.

His mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again.

He couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

This……

Is this her son?

Just then, Fang Daqiang also came out of the house, yawning.

"What's that smell so good so early in the morning?"

He followed the smell to the kitchen doorway.

When they saw the images inside, they were stunned.

Fang Daqiang lowered his voice and whispered in Zhao Guifang's ear:

"Has this kid... taken the wrong medicine?"

Zhao Guifang snapped out of her daze and slapped him on the shoulder.

"Can't you speak properly? What do you mean by 'taken the wrong medicine'?"

She was arguing with her husband, but she couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

Zhao Guifang stared at Fang Yu's busy back, finding him more and more pleasing to the eye and more and more gratifying.

She lowered her voice, her tone carrying the confidence of someone who had been through it all.

"What do you know?"

"That's called having a partner, growing up, and knowing how to care for others."

Upon hearing this, Fang Daqiang immediately understood.

Yup!

My son is not alone anymore.

I have a boyfriend!

Thinking of this, Fang Daqiang's gaze towards Fang Yu changed.

It was a sense of pride, like "my son has grown up."

He cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back, and walked into the kitchen as if nothing was wrong.

"Ahem, Xiaoyu."

"Why are you up so early?"

Fang Yu was staring at the porridge in the pot, without turning his head.

"Hmm, cook some porridge and make a few pancakes."

Fang Daqiang walked around the stove once.

Looking at the golden millet porridge in the pot and smelling the aroma of scallion pancakes, I felt incredibly comforted.

"Okay, okay."

He said "okay" twice, his tone full of appreciation.

"Not bad, you're starting to act like a man."

Fang Yu paused in his movements, and his lips twitched.

No.

He was just making breakfast on a whim.

How did it become a philosophy of life in his parents' mouths?

"Dad, Mom, can you two stop making things up?"

Fang Yu complained helplessly.

"I was just hungry."

"You'd get up this early if you were hungry?" Zhao Guifang walked in, her face saying, "I knew it all along."

"When you're hungry, all you do is lie on the kang (heated brick bed) and call out—'Mom, is dinner ready yet?'"

Fang Yu: "..."

have to.

We can't talk today.

He simply shut up and continued making pancakes.

Meanwhile, viewers who tuned in early in the morning were also bewildered.

[Holy crap! Am I seeing things? Feather God is making breakfast? Has the sun risen in the west?!]

[He got up early to cook for his girlfriend right after they officially announced their relationship—what an amazing guy!]

[As Yu Shen said earlier, he was simply hungry.]

Do you believe it? Ask any of the netizens on the screen, who does?

[Aunt Zhao truly lives up to her reputation as a mother; she's the number one official debunker: You little brat, still trying to act all high and mighty with your mother?]

In no time, Fang Yu plated the scallion pancakes.

Each fried egg has a golden-brown edge.

The millet porridge was cooked just right, thick, soft, and steaming hot.

He had just put the food on the table when he heard a knock on the door next door.

Liu Yifei, wearing a thick, long down jacket, slowly walked out.

She was wearing light-colored loungewear, and her long hair was loosely draped over her shoulders.

She was completely bare-faced, without even a trace of makeup, but in the cold morning light of Northeast China, her face still shone with a radiant whiteness, exuding an ethereal beauty.

However, beneath those beautiful, watery eyes, there was a faint dark circle.

It's obvious that he didn't sleep well last night.

"woke up?"

Fang Yu waved to her.

"Perfect timing, come over for breakfast."

Liu Yifei stood there, rubbed her eyes, and gave a soft, sweet yawn before pulling out a chair and sitting down.

Looking at the steaming, hearty breakfast on the table, she was still a little dazed.

Why are you up so early?

"I got up when I was hungry."

Fang Yu pushed a bowl of millet porridge in front of her and put a poached egg into her bowl.

"Eat quickly, I've made it all for you."

That's a very understated statement.

But when it reached the ears of the viewers in the live stream, it was excessively sweet.

【I've done it all for you! I've done it all for you! Who would understand, family members!】

[Yu Shen is number one at being stubborn! It was clearly made especially for the Fairy Sister, but she insisted she was hungry!]

Newlyweds are just different; the air is thick with their sweetness!

Zhao Guifang and Fang Daqiang came over when they heard the commotion.

Upon seeing Liu Yifei, Zhao Guifang's face immediately lit up with a smile.

"Oh dear, Yifei's awake!"

She walked over and took Liu Yifei's hand. When she saw the dark circles under Liu Yifei's eyes, she felt a pang of heartache.

"What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Is the kang (heated brick bed) too hard? Are you not used to sleeping on it?"

Liu Yifei quickly waved her hand.

"No, no, Auntie, the kang (heated brick bed) is quite comfortable."

Zhao Guifang pressed for an answer, puzzled.

"Then why is there a dark circle under your eye?"

Fang Yu pulled out a chair and sat down next to him, took a big bite of the scallion pancake, and raised an eyebrow, teasingly saying:

"What else could it be? It must be because he officially announced it to me yesterday, and he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night."

Liu Yifei's cheeks instantly burned, and she raised her beautiful eyes to glare at him fiercely, both embarrassed and annoyed.

"No, that's not true!"

Although she denied it, she was indeed so excited that she didn't sleep well all night.

However, what excited her was not entirely the official announcement.

Liu Yifei took her phone out of her pocket, unlocked it, and handed it to Fang Yu.

"See for yourself."