"Ling Ling, hurry up and get up and come down to eat!" Standing at the top of the stairs, Su Xue, who was still wearing an apron, knocked on the railing with the handle of the pot and spoon in her hand, and shouted loudly to Lin Jie.

"Still can't get up?" At the dining table in the living room, Lin Niantian, who was holding a newspaper, put down the newspaper in his hand, looked at Su Xue, who shook his head helplessly, and asked with a smile.

"Yes, I went to participate in "Where Are You Going, Dad", I don't know if there is anything else, but I have been in bed longer than before." glanced at Lin Niantian, walked into the kitchen, untied the apron tied around his waist and hung it on the hook, and brought out the pressure cooker by the way.

"Don't worry, after today, Ling Ling won't have much time to sleep in the future." Fold the newspaper and threw it on the sofa, Lin Niantian got up and walked to the staircase,

"As for today, I'll just carry him down."

"Really, the same naughty father and son." As if the words of blame came out of her mouth, but her face was full of happy smiles, this kind of family atmosphere was not exactly what she had always expected.

"Ling Ling, get up," walked into his son's room, and saw the quilt that had been rolled up on the bed, Lin Niantian whispered,

Seeing that his son didn't react, Lin Niantian was about to take a step forward, but found that a small hand suddenly stretched out from the quilt, and a thin wooden board was thrown in front of Lin Niantian by this hand.

The wounded are recuperating, please do not disturb.

"I said, you can't get up!" With his hands snapping on the bed beam, Lin Niantian asked in a vicious tone,

"Don't get up!" The child's voice is clear and reverberates throughout the room.

"Hehe, then don't blame me for being rude." With a strange laugh, his hands were opened, and the quilt was directly carried on his shoulders, and the frightened Lin Jie immediately spoke,

"Hey, Dad, let me down!"

"It's late, come down with me obediently." slapped Lin Jie's buttocks through the quilt, opened the door, carried Lin Jie like this, and went downstairs laughing.

"Old man! You wait for me! Wrapped in the quilt, Lin Jie, who was sitting on the chair, stared at Lin Niantian angrily, and there were words in his mouth, but he didn't think that he was hit by Su Xue's two-finger flick in the head.

"How do you speak, it's not serious, there is a child who calls his father an old man."

"It's okay, Xue'er, I think this is a good name, it's quite atmospheric," rubbing his chin with a little stubble, Lin Niantian waved his hand, signaling that he didn't care,

"Hurry up and eat, hurry up and get dressed after eating, really, I sat down to eat without brushing my teeth and washing my face." Glancing at Lin Niantian as if complaining, Su Xue put the small bowl of white porridge in her hand in front of Lin Jie,

"Don't worry about the little details." Waving his hand, biting down a quarter of a fritter, Lin Jie waved his hand nonchalantly, picked up the bowl, blew lightly, and slowly flowed the white porridge into his mouth, with a look of enjoyment on his face,

Fried dough sticks with white porridge, the taste is first-class!

"By the way, Ling Ling, wait a moment to change your clothes and go out with your father." Looking at Lin Jie, who was immersed in hardship, Lin Niantian said coldly, taking advantage of Lin Jie's stunned opportunity, the last fritter in front of Lin Jie was taken away by Lin Niantian.

I'll make up! Don't be so foolish! You're my dad!

The resentful eyes looked directly at Lin Niantian, who was chewing slowly, holding chopsticks in his right hand, constantly pulling white porridge into his mouth, and sandwiching a few mustards from time to time, compared with the rich ingredients in front of Lin Niantian, it looked a little miserable.

Turning a blind eye to his son's resentful eyes, Lin Niantian still ate his fritters slowly, and from time to time he also slurred the two of them, chirping and chirping, "muttering" that the fresh fritters tasted really good, and so on, making Lin Jie grit his teeth when he drank porridge.

"Okay, okay, you father and son, don't stare at it here, Ling Ling, mom will help you prepare the fritters in advance tomorrow,"

"I have my sons, but what about me?"

"You?" Su Xue, who softly soothed Lin Jie's "wounded" heart, turned her head, "Just two, is there more?" The difference between before and after made Lin Niantian roll his eyes.

"Boy, don't snicker, wait a while when you cry." "Viciously" glared at Lin Jie, who was snickering on the side, and Lin Niantian's face showed a "weird" smile.

Not to be outdone, Lin Jie also stared at Lin Niantian, one big and one small, the demons danced wildly in their hands, and there was no piece of armor left wherever the chopsticks went, and there was no grass, but their eyes stared at each other straight from beginning to end, without blinking.

Seeing the appearance of the two fathers and sons, even Su Xue burst out laughing, knocked the bowl, held back a smile, and said Eat quickly, don't delay me washing the dishes, otherwise you will bear the consequences.

The "head of the family" spoke, and the two didn't make any more trouble, three times five divided by two to solve two bowls of porridge, read the newspaper to read the newspaper, clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and ran upstairs to the upstairs as soon as the smoke slipped away, and a warm breakfast ended here.

"Change your clothes quickly, don't run to the bed and lie down again, or I'll pick up someone with the quilt later." The voice from behind him made Lin Jie, who was going upstairs, almost step on the air, pouted, muttered a few words indistinctly, reluctantly walked into his room, and started the business of changing clothes.

"You're scaring your son again." In the kitchen, Su Xue's slightly reproachful voice came out,

"You're wronging me again, how can I scare my son, obviously motivating him not to lie in bed after eating, this is subtly changing his lazy habits."

"Okay, okay, as far as you have many reasons, I can't tell you."

"Hehe, I'm the man who has the truth." Rubbing his chin, Lin Niantian laughed, and looked at Su Xue, who had just walked out of the kitchen, a little inexplicable,

"What's wrong with you, you're smiling so happily, be careful that your front teeth are bursting with laughter,"

"Hehe, Xue'er, I was just thinking about what kind of expression Ling Ling would have when he saw Ziyue."

"What other expressions can you have, I don't care about excitement." Brushing the long hair that fell on her chest behind her, Su Xue gave Lin Niantian a roll of her eyes, "Moreover, even if my son has any other expressions, it's my son's business, why are you smiling so happily?" ”

"Curious, just curious, it's been three days since I came back, didn't I tell you everything that happened between Ling Ling and Ziyue,"

"It's your own bad taste that has exploded again," shook his hand, put the dishes and chopsticks away, and Su Xue sat next to Lin Niantian, "However, it's strange to say, listening to what you said, Ling Ling was actually eaten to death by Ziyue, and there was no way to continue the big thing of lying in bed,"

"This is called one thing descending from one thing." The waist of the landlord Su Xue, Lin Niantian laughed loudly, the breeze blew in from the balcony, and the folded newspaper was blown with a rattling sound.

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