Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Luo Yanxiao watched her mother walking in front, slightly sour in her heart.

They obviously blame their parents, and stay away from home all the year round. He didn't spend much time with him when he was growing up.

But when he saw his mother's thin figure and some white hair, he felt sore in his heart, which was uncomfortable.

Luo mother walked with the bag in front, did not see Luo Yanxiao, turned to look over.

I found that my son was still standing at the door. "How come I'm still stunned. Go home quickly. The seafood that your dad and I brought to you is one of our friends who went to the sea and fished in the sea. It's fresh and delicious."

Luo Yanxiao looked at her mother like a child, his eyes flickered, "Ai, I thought about what delicious food you brought me, and I was hungry."

"In the past two years, your dad has learned to cook a few dishes, as well as noodles, for you."

Luo Yanxiao was a little surprised, "My dad will cook?"

His father's thought was a bit feudal. His father was trained as an heir when he was young. His ability is good, but he doesn't cook or cook.

It's been over a year since I saw him. How did his father learn to cook?

Luo Mu looked at Luo Yanxiao in surprise and explained: "We didn't have a birthday with you two years ago. He once saw the status posted in your circle of friends, and he didn't learn how to cook noodles. Today Our family ate together, gave you a birthday, bought the cake, don't you want to eat noodles? Longevity noodles."

Luo Yanxiao was surprised, and suddenly felt sore eyes, an urge to cry.

Luo mother looked at Luo Yanxiao and said, "Children, don't blame us as parents. These years are too busy and don't know how to take care of you. This may be the age, and suddenly understand some truth. , At this time I want to make up for you, don’t know..."

Luo Yanxiao stepped forward to hug her mother's shoulders, "Mom, what a family is polite, I will stay with my parents more in the future."

With that, Luo Yanxiao and his mother entered the house, and he couldn't wait to go to the kitchen.

He was surprised to see his father working in the kitchen wearing an apron and cooking at home.

It seemed as if I saw my father.

"dad!"

Father Luo was cooking noodles, suddenly heard the sound, turned his head, and his eyes were all bright, "Child, are you back?"

Luo Yanxiao rolled his throat, "Dad, why did you cook for yourself."

"Your birthday, dad wants to make a few dishes for you, our family has a good meal."

When the father is not very good at expressing his inner feelings, he always wants to order food for his son.

Luo Yanxiao's heart was full of waves.

He was a little excited and happy.

I felt that this was the feeling of being at home, and it was also the feeling he particularly expected when he was a kid.

But his parents are really old, and his father has gray hair.

The back was straight before, but now the back is slightly bent.

"Dad, I'm here to help you. I need anything for you."

"Noodles are left. You can eat them when they are cooked. You go to a meeting outside. You must be tired when you come back. My mother and I originally wanted to go to school to see you, but you said to go home, then we will eat at home. Still at home."

"Well, good at home."

Luo Yanxiao realized the feeling of home at this time.

It turned out that he was really relaxed. He also forgot that today was his birthday. He didn't expect him to forget it, but his parents remembered it.

He also remembered that in the past few years, in fact, every time he had a birthday, he received gifts from his parents, but they were all mailed to his home. He did not take it seriously. He always felt that no parents were around. Birthday gifts, he I don't want to watch it.

But this time, he understood that his parents always remember his birthday.

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