Father and son had a rare time together, and she didn't want John to bother them.

When John took Luo Jun to the gate of the community, Leng Zimo's car was already waiting on the side of the road.

When he saw the little guy coming out, he immediately got out of the car and helped him open the rear door.

"Hey, Uncle Zimo's sportswear is the same as mine!"

Seeing the black tracksuit on his body, the little guy immediately sighed.

"Really?" Leng Zimo turned his face to look at him, and sure enough, he noticed that the clothes on the little guy were the same as those of the same brand, with the same colors and styles, but Luo Jun was a child's clothes, and he had to be an adult, "We are father and son clothes." ”

"No, it's a family outfit." Xiao Luojun corrected seriously, "Because my mother also has the same sportswear." ”

"Yes, family packs." Leng Zimo settled him into the specially installed children's seat in the back seat, carefully fastened his seat belt for him, and then got up and looked at John, "Get in the car!" ”

"No need." John shrugged at him, "Sissi said, I'll just get MOMO in the car." ”

Waving to Luo Jun, John walked back to the community.

Leng Zimo was a little surprised, he didn't expect Luo Xiaoqian to trust him like this, closed the rear door, and sat in the driver's seat, ready to start the car.

At this time, the little guy had already sent the small handbag over.

"Uncle Zimo, your breakfast!"

Leng Zimo turned his face and looked at the small paper bag in his hand, "For me?" ”

I saw him carrying a small bag just now, and I thought it was the food that my mother prepared for him, but I didn't expect it to be for him.

The little guy carried the bag in both hands, "Yes, we have all eaten, this is my mother's fried egg sandwich, the dishes in it are washed by me, and the milk, my mother said, to eat it hot." ”

Taking the paper bag, Leng Zimo opened it and saw that there were two oil paper bags inside, and there was a kept warm cup next to it, and the fragrance of milk and burnt eggs wafted out.

I took out an oily paper bag and opened it, and sure enough, I saw that it was a sandwich with fried eggs and vegetables.

She knew he didn't like salad dressings and made peanut butter for him.

"It's delicious, you taste it." The little guy said expectantly.

Smiling at him, Leng Zimo took a big bite, and there was a faint taste of pepper in the omelette, accompanied by the strong aroma of peanuts.

"Is it delicious?" The little one asked in the back seat.

Leng Zimo chewed the fried egg in his mouth and did not answer.

This smell is so familiar.

"Uncle Zimo?"

"Huh?" Leng Zimo came back to his senses.

"Is it delicious?"

"Well, it's delicious, Uncle Zimo hasn't eaten such a breakfast for a long time."

Leng Zimo nodded lightly, not flattery, but to tell the truth, his taste has always been picky, but this breakfast is very suitable for his taste.

The little guy laughed happily, "Then I'll let my mother cook more for you in the future, my mother will cook a lot of food, Chinese and Western food, I like to eat her dumplings the most, can I eat a big bowl......"

The two of them chatted while eating, and soon, Leng Zimo finished eating the two sandwiches, and all the hot milk in the cup was also in his stomach.

Leng Zimo, who ate a bento in the car for the first time, was very happy.

Starting the car, his voice was full of joy, "Let's go, let's go to the Forbidden City!" ”

"Go to the Forbidden City!"

In the back seat, the little guy also screamed excitedly.

The car drove smoothly onto the driveway, and the early morning sun poured in through the window, brightening the smiles on both delicate faces.