Leng Mingxian told Wu Yue with practical actions that there was no need for her to be tempted at all, beautiful things naturally happened to the two lovers, and it was even more difficult to give up and reunite after a long absence, and he listened to his sweet words in his bent arms all night, until he fell asleep unconsciously, with a smile on the corner of his lips, and his true feelings in his heart were revealed.

Early the next morning, Leng Mingxian went downstairs for breakfast after freshening up, and the appearance of the spring breeze made Sister He smile from ear to ear. Lao Zhou went to the dining room to say thank you to him personally, he asked a few words with concern, and told him that there was no need to see outside, his son's affairs were solved by his son, and the father had already fallen to the point of homelessness, so what should he do.

Lao Zhou nodded with tears and said yes, since last night, Sister He has been persuading him, and the matter has come to this point, he has no choice but to open some, but fortunately, under the sorrow of the master's family to him like a family member and homeless, he still got a warm and true feeling.

Leng Mingxian ate breakfast, read the newspaper for a while, sorted out his briefcase and prepared to go to work, and before leaving, he repeatedly instructed Sister He not to wake up Wu Yue and let her sleep until she woke up naturally.

Sister He smiled and sent him out, counting that the day when Linda came back should not be far away, when the time comes, this family will be even more lively, whether it is rich or not, there is a big difference whether there is a child in the family or not. If you have children at home, you are annoying, and if you don't have children, you are empty, so it's better to be annoying.

Wu Yue didn't sleep long, Leng Mingxian went out for less than half an hour, rubbed his eyes and came downstairs, it looked like he had washed, but his hair was still a little messy.

"Sister He, I'm hungry." Walked directly to the kitchen to find Sister He to eat, this lazy appearance can't help but remind Sister He of the days before she left home, she couldn't wake up every day, she usually didn't have any energy when she got up, and those days were special love to sleep.

"Wonton bun seafood porridge, choose one." Sister He was washing the dishes, dried her hands and walked to her, pulled her to sit at the small table in the kitchen, poured her half a glass of warm water, handed it to her, and wanted to hear her answer.

Wu Yue drank half a glass of water, hesitated a little, and asked tentatively towards Lao Zhou, "Is there any white porridge?" "She wanted something light.

"Yes." Lao Zhou was cutting something, holding a kitchen knife in his hand and said to Sister He: "There is still some white porridge in the small pot, I will cut some mustard for Miss to eat." "I put down what I was doing, washed my hands, took out my pickled mustard, washed it, rinsed it with cool boiled water, and shredded it on another cutting board.

Wu Yue took the delicate porcelain bowl from Sister He's hand, watched Lao Zhou busy, did not stop him, and only he understood her taste with Sister He, especially liked these local pickles in Ningjiang, took a sip of porridge, and asked, "Did Ah Tao go to the hospital?" ”

"I sent food to Yunjing early in the morning, she said that Yunjing had gained weight, and when he recovered from his injury, she had to let Su Feihan practice well." Sister He took a bowl of wontons and a bowl of seafood porridge, brought the remaining three buns, Lao Zhou cut the shredded mustard, added some chicken essence and a few drops of sesame oil, and put it down in front of Wu Yue with both hands.

"You haven't eaten yet?" Wu Yue hurriedly waved them to sit down, took a chopstick of mustard pickles, smelled the fresh smell of sesame oil, couldn't help but miss it in his heart, and sighed: "I haven't eaten Lao Zhou's pickled mustard for a long time, and in New York, what I miss most is the taste of these pickles at home." ”