The next morning, breakfast was delivered to various rooms.

Because I slept late last night, most people are in bed today.

Zhou Xiaoyu didn't get up too late, she woke up at about half past eight and breakfast was just delivered, Ling Feng glanced at his wife, who was already stretching on the bed, with a happy look on her face: "It's quite early, and the breakfast that has just been delivered is still hot." He didn't need a hot meal, and he seemed happy.

"Really, what time is it, now?" Zhou Xiaoyu rubbed her eyes as she touched her phone on the bedside table.

"It's half past eight, hurry up with you. Seeing that she was not in a hurry, Ling Feng was afraid that she would cool down the rice as soon as she inked it.

Zhou Xiaoyu: "...... It's only half past eight? I see you're running out of time now. Zhou Xiaoyu rolled her eyes, got up, couldn't help complaining about him, and then walked to the bathroom. You know, in the past

How could he have no sense of time if he didn't have a sense of time? Why did he get up at about six o'clock for more than ten years?

Because of her words, Ling Feng thought about it for a long time, and finally the corners of his lips rose on his incomparably soft and beautiful face. It's not that he doesn't have a sense of time, but he is inevitable in the face of love.

I think he was also a vigorous and resolute figure back then, but when he met his wife, he turned into a finger twister, and he couldn't control himself and gradually lost himself.

I don't know when he couldn't stop yelling at himself......

"I'll see what's delicious. Zhou Xiaoyu came out of the bathroom after washing and felt hungry, so she walked directly to the front of the meal and sat down.

"Look at it, eat more if you like to eat, otherwise you won't have the strength to go out and play for a while, don't blame me. Ling Feng joked in a good mood.

"Oh, as if I had complained to you. Zhou Xiaoyu directly skipped the meat bun, picked up the egg cake and took a bite.

"Jia Fan doesn't have to grasp it with his hands anymore, are you ashamed?" Seeing her grasp Ling Feng with her hands, Ling Feng shook her head and handed over a pair of chopsticks helplessly.

Zhou Xiaoyu's eyes widened and she asked, "What is this?"

"Hand Finger Cake, you can't even be stupid if you don't even know this?" Ling Feng replied.

"Isn't that enough, is there a problem with me grabbing the cake with my hands?"

Ling Feng ...... If it's okay to grasp the finger cake by hand, then does the sucking pig's trotter opposite the company have to insert a straw and suck it by mouth?

He didn't raise the bar with his wife, but watched her eat with relish, and felt inexplicably satisfied.

"Have you eaten?" Zhou Xiaoyu saw that he didn't eat and just watched her eat, so he was embarrassed to continue stuffing food into his mouth in a hurry.

"Not yet. ”

"Then hurry up and eat, see if you can see enough?" was speechless, just looked at it and thought he had eaten!

"Don't worry, you eat first. Ling Feng curled his lips and said.

"What's not in a hurry, eat the meal while it's hot, isn't that what you said?"

When she said this, Ling Feng picked up the chopsticks and dined.

After a while, the two sons came out slowly, and Zhou Xiaoyu hurriedly said: "Wash your hands and eat." ”

Ling Jiayu got down in the car, "I've taken a shower." ”

Ling Jiafan also sat down, "I'll wash it after eating." ”

Zhou Xiaoyu put down his chopsticks when he heard this, "Put it down, why don't you say that you will wash it again next year?" This child really has no rules, and no matter how you look at it, he is not as comfortable as his brother.

Ling Feng saw that he was delaying his wife's meal, and immediately lowered his face to reprimand his son: "Hurry up and wash it away, don't say anything so unnutritious in the future!" This son was really spoiled by himself, and he didn't even have the idea of saying such a thing.

Ling Jiafan knew that what her mother said was a holy decree, and even her father had to look at her face to act. If you want to put aside your father's usual life, you won't treat him like this, your father has always been partial to him, and now that his mother doesn't like him, his father will follow suit, and it seems that he will have to be careful in the future.

Ling Jiayu ate the same as Ling Feng, fast but not in a hurry, when Ling Jiafan washed his face and brushed his teeth, and sat at the table with an obedient appearance, he just got up and said, "Mom, Dad, I'm done eating, go to Mo'er's room to play." ”

looked at the eldest son Zhou Xiaoyu, who was becoming more and more handsome, sensible and polite, with a satisfied face: "Go ahead." Through him, Zhou Xiaoyu seemed to have seen another tall and handsome Ling Feng standing in front of her.

Before his brother walked out of the room, Ling Jiafan couldn't sit still, he got up violently and couldn't wait to chase him out, "Wait for me, I'll go too!"

"Stop! Eat first!" Seeing this, Zhou Xiaoyu hurriedly stopped this little son who had not grown any progress, and Zhou Xiaoyu had a headache for him who was reckless and did not understand etiquette.

"I don't, my brother will take the lead if he goes first, Mo'er is his. Ling Jiafan ran out with an anxious face.

Seeing this, Ling Feng slipped his son's collar and slipped back again, while Ling Jiafan stepped on his little short legs and looked up at his father: "Let go of my dad, I'm going to find Mo'er, it's too late...... "Oh, buy Ka...... Why do you feel that it is not easy for you?

"You don't listen to your mother's words, do you? Did your father tell you to listen to your mother at home?" Ling Feng put his son at the table and reprimanded him.

“...... But it's out there. Ling Jiafan said helplessly.

Zhou Xiaoyu patted him on the head angrily: "You stinky boy, don't you have itchy skin?" The son was stunned by Mo'er, wasn't he? This frizzy appearance, as long as you are not blind, you know whether to choose Jiayu or him.

Ling Jiafan was extremely aggrieved, "Mom, just let me go, I beg you......" My brother is better than him in everything, and if he doesn't work hard, he will definitely lose.

"You ......" Zhou Xiaoyu looked at her crying son and was speechless, many times she wondered how the people who came out of her belly together were so different?

"Shut up, wipe away your tears, and hurry up to eat, or I'll send someone to send you back to Kyoto immediately!" Seeing that his wife was angry, Ling Feng was really more and more disappointed in this son.

Sure enough, the habitual son is like a murderer, he is also his child, the stricter is sensible, and the too pampered is stupid!

Ling Jiafan had a lot of rules because of her father's words, Zhou Xiaoyu was angry and thought that Ling Feng's words were easy to use, she yelled at her throat, but it didn't play a role, she really had no idea!

Just when the atmosphere in the room was very gloomy, something unexpected happened to everyone, Ling Jiayu went and returned and brought back Mo'er.

"Hello Uncle Ling, Aunt Xiaoyu is early!" Mo'er pushed the door in, and said in a sweet voice.

Zhou Xiaoyu nodded and asked with concern: "Have you had breakfast?" Maybe she regarded Mo'er as her prospective daughter-in-law, and Zhou Xiaoyu looked at her more and more pleasing to the eye.

"I've eaten it. Mo'er replied.

Ling Jiafan's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran over: "Mo'er, why are you here?"

Mo'er won't lie and tell the truth: "No, I'm here to listen to Brother Jiayu's story." ”

Ling Jiafan's smile froze on his face: "Ah, that, that...... What stories do you like to listen to...... I can also tell you about Mo'er. "Isn't it just to tell a story, Snow White and the seven dwarfs, the little match girl, and the story of the magic pen Maleon, he will tell the story of who is difficult to get!

"Okay, we used to talk about ** tears, and now we're talking about Sherlock Holmes, do you like it too?" Mo'er always thought he didn't like these, but now he wanted to tell her a story, which was really surprising!

Ling Jiafan: What are the tears of ...... **? Sherlock Holmes's detective novels have always been the kind of novels he hates the most, because he never reads that kind of thing, and now it's a shame!

Seeing the wonderful expression on his son's face, Zhou Xiaoyu knew that he must have been deflated, otherwise he would not have closed his mouth obediently like now.

Ling Feng looked at his son in obscurity, hoping that after this incident, he would realize the shortcomings in his body.

Ling Jiayu saw that he didn't speak, and automatically explained for him: "What Jiafan likes is fairy tales, because everyone has different visions and has different perspectives to appreciate the world, so the things they like can't be the same." ”

Mo Er paused for a moment and then realized: "So the story that Brother Jiafan likes is different from the story we like, right?"

Ling Jiayu nodded: "It's the same way to see the world, but the world in each eye is different. ”

"Of course, some people like the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, so everywhere they see are majestic and magnificent, and some people like the tree-lined paths every evening strolling on the green field, at that moment he will feel that the years are quiet, so he feels that the world is very beautiful, of course, there are frogs at the bottom of the well, every day do not learn and do nothing, short-sighted, so he will feel that the world is very small, but so, in fact, it is not that the world is small but his inner pattern is small.