Chapter 583: My own little man cultivates it by himself

Mother Lu took a bite of the food made in the depths of the forest, spit out the fish bones in her mouth, and then said to Father Lu:

"Everywhere, this Tai'an fish is too authentic, it is better than the chef at home, it is the taste in my memory, you can eat it quickly!"

Father Lu just came out of the lounge to wash his hands, heard Mother Lu's greeting, first wiped the water on his hands with a towel, then rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, sat opposite Mother Lu, picked up chopsticks, picked up the chicken pieces in the stewed chicken with mushrooms, and slowly put them in his mouth.

"It's really better than the chef at home, it's not easy for this child everywhere, he must have suffered a lot before, in order to practice such a good first-hand cooking skills, in the future, we have to be better to her, better, better than our own three sons!"

Mother Lu swallowed the soft and smooth fish meat in her mouth, and hurriedly complied with:

"Of course, just because of her filial piety, she will be our daughter in the future."

Such a young child, when he sends a love lunch box to Lu Xiaotian, he can still think of them, it can only be due to the nature of filial piety, for a wealthy family like them, marrying a truly filial daughter-in-law, instead of pretending to be filial, is a very lucky thing for his later years.

Lu Xiaotian's office, which was not far from Lu's father and Lu's mother, Lu Xiaotian pulled Lin Shenshen back here, put down the thermos box, and asked Lin Shenshen:

"Little baby, you've worked hard to cook, don't move, wait for me to set the meal, let's eat together!"

Of course, Lin Shenshen has no opinion, if her little man wants to be good to her, she will never stop her.

She still remembers a story she read in her previous life: a poor mother, every time she let her son eat good apples, she ate rotten apples, but when she worked hard to raise her son, her son ate good apples by himself, but what he gave his mother was rotten apples, or she said: "This is what you like to eat, Mom!" ”

So she doesn't take her own contributions, or other people's contributions, for granted.

She cooked, Lu Xiaotian wanted to set the meal, she would never stop her, and she would not crown Lu Xiaotian as the son who made his mother eat rotten apples, but a good son who knew that he loved his mother.

Of course, it is a bit inappropriate to say that Lu Xiaotian is her son, but in terms of her spiritual age, in fact, Lu Xiaotian can really be his son.

Originally, love was no longer in her life goal of rebirth, but the world is unpredictable, since she has met, she has to manage it well now, so that the tree of love will blossom and bear fruit, so her little man, cultivate it by herself, and cultivate it by herself.

Lu Xiaotian set up all the dishes and chopsticks, first replaced the chopsticks for Lin Shenshen, and then took the chopsticks to eat.

He is the same as Lu's mother, the first chopsticks, eating his favorite dish, Kung Pao Rabbit, he sandwiched a piece of rabbit, and suddenly felt happy that he was going to fly.

"It's so delicious, baby, I can already meet it, and I'll be fed as a pig by you in the future!"

"No, you love sports so much, no matter how much you eat, you can consume it!"

Lin Shenshen's meals in the insulated box are actually exquisite, no matter who likes the dish, she puts it in the insulated box, so as to ensure the richness of the dishes, but who likes which dish, she will put it more.

She smiled and saw that Lu Xiaotian had been eating his favorite kung pao rabbit, and the other dishes didn't move at all, so she gently reminded:

"The other dishes are also delicious, you can try them!"

Lu Xiaotian was unwilling: "Don't, I just like to eat this Kung Pao Rabbit, unless you buy me?" ”

"How did I buy you?"

Lu Xiaotian pointed to his lips!

Lin Shenshen refused with disgust: "Love to eat or not, don't eat and pull down!" ”

However, when he saw the moving eyes in the depths of the forest, he put his chopsticks on other dishes with face.

(End of chapter)