Ling Feng looked at Ling Xiaoning suspiciously, not knowing what she was going to do in the supermarket.

After a while, Ling Xiaoning ran out of the supermarket again, carrying a plastic bag with some vegetables in it.

"Xiao Ning, how did you get these green vegetables? Is it stolen? ”

Ling Feng saw the green vegetables in Ling Xiaoning's hand, his face turned cold and asked.

Ling Xiaoning is a child, he has no money on him, how did this green vegetable come from, it can only be stolen, Ling Feng doesn't want Ling Xiaoning to have such a bad problem at a young age.

Seeing that Ling Feng was angry, Ling Xiaoning's mouth pursed, and tears instantly swirled in his eyes.

"Dad, I didn't steal it, I picked it up, someone else picked it up and threw it on the ground, I picked it up, this bag was given to me by the supermarket aunt, and I didn't steal it."

Ling Xiaoning's face was full of grievances, and he bit his lip tightly.

Picked up?

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, then took the plastic bag in Ling Xiaoning's hand, opened it and looked at it, sure enough, there were some green vegetable leaves, some of which were yellow, and at a glance, he knew that he had been picked off.

"Xiao Ning, it's Dad who is not good, Dad shouldn't murder you!" Ling Feng squatted down and immediately hugged Ling Xiaoning: "Why are you picking up other people's vegetable leaves?" ”

"Of course it's fried and eaten, the supermarket aunt said that she will keep it for me every time and not clean it."

Ling Xiaoning said as if showing off.

"Do you pick it up often?"

Ling Feng's heart twitched violently and asked Ling Xiaoning.

"Well, I pick up all the vegetables we eat every day, Dad, don't look at these vegetables are all picked, but they are all fresh, and I won't pick up those that are broken and rotten."

Ling Xiaoning was probably afraid that Ling Feng would know that these vegetables were picked up and would not eat them when he returned home.

"Good boy, don't pick it up in the future, dad will raise you ......"

Ling Feng hugged Ling Xiaoning tightly, his eyes were red, and his voice was choked.

He didn't know how much his daughter had suffered in the past six months, because every time he came home, he was drunk and unconscious, and when he sobered up, he went to find a drink.

The reason why Ling Feng became like this is that it starts with the disappearance of his parents more than half a year ago, originally Ling Feng's parents opened a small restaurant, but suddenly one day, his parents disappeared, Ye Mu searched for months, and there was still no news.

In order to find his parents, Ling Feng spent all his savings, and later under such a blow, Ling Feng borrowed alcohol every day to kill his sorrows, and he was drunk.

He and Su Meng quarreled more and more, and finally the two divorced, and Ling Xiaoning gave Ling Feng to raise, but Ling Feng's drinking problem has not changed.

Since the divorce, he has not fulfilled his responsibilities as a father at all, and he has long forgotten that he has a daughter......

It wasn't until after the car accident that Ling Xiaoning really disappeared from him that Ling Feng knew how important his daughter was to him.

"Dad, aren't you going to drink anymore?"

Listening to Ling Feng's words, Ling Xiaoning looked at Ling Feng with some strange eyes and asked.

"Don't drink anymore, Dad won't drink anymore."

Ling Feng looked at Ling Xiaoning, holding back his tears, and smiled awkwardly.

"Great, Daddy doesn't drink anymore, Daddy doesn't drink anymore......"

When Ling Xiaoning heard this, he cheered in Ling Feng's arms, which showed how much of a shadow Ling Xiaoning had in his heart about Ling Feng's drinking.

Ling Feng took Ling Xiaoning back home, in the two-bedroom and one-bedroom house with only a few dozen square meters, there was nothing, not even a TV, because everything was sold by Ling Feng for wine and drink.

"Dad, are you hungry? I know there's still some noodles in the kitchen, I'll cook them for you! ”

Back home, Ling Xiaoning took the green vegetables to the kitchen and skillfully began to clean them.

In the past, at home, Ling Xiaoning cooked for Ling Feng to eat.

"Xiao Ning, dad will do it!"

Looking at Ling Xiaoning's thin body, busy in the kitchen, Ling Feng's eyes were sour.

"Daddy, do you know how to cook?"

Ling Xiaoning held the green vegetables in his hand and looked up at Ling Feng, his eyes full of disbelief.

She had never seen Ling Feng cook.

"Of course Dad can cook, you can try Daddy's craft!"

Ling Feng asked Ling Xiaoning to go back to the living room and wait, while he cooked in the kitchen.

When Ling Feng opened the cupboard, he found that in fact, there was almost nothing left in the house, only a little dried noodles and a little salad oil in a wine bottle.

"Dad, when cooking, you have to put less oil, that's all, I borrowed it from Grandma Zhang's house."

Ling Xiaoning's voice came from the living room, which made Ling Feng's heart like a knife.

Ling Feng put all the salad oil, cooked a bowl of noodles for Ling Xiaoning, and fried a plate of green vegetables!

When Ling Feng brought the noodles and vegetables to the coffee table, Ling Xiaoning immediately jumped up.

"It's so fragrant, I didn't expect Dad's craftsmanship to be so good!"

Ling Xiaoning's eyes were staring at the vegetables and noodles tightly, and his saliva was about to flow out.

"Eat it quickly, and Dad will cook for you every day in the future!"

Ling Feng looked at Ling Xiaoning, wiped the corners of his eyes and said.

Ling Xiaoning nodded, and then began to gobble up, he hadn't eaten for a few days in a coma, he must have been hungry.

But as soon as he ate two bites, Ling Xiaoning stopped, then looked at Ling Feng and said, "Dad, why don't you eat it?" ”

"Dad is not hungry, Xiao Ning eat quickly!" Ling Feng smiled.

In fact, there were only these noodles left, and Ling Feng didn't eat them at all.

Ling Xiaoning's eyes rolled, and then said, "Dad, are there only these noodles left?" ”

"No, there are still at home, Dad is really not hungry, you can eat quickly!" Ling Feng shook his head and said.

"You lied to me, I know that's all these noodles left, Dad eats it too, Dad doesn't eat it, Xiao Ning doesn't eat it either......"

Ling Xiaoning picked up some noodles with his chopsticks, and then said to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng knew that if he didn't eat it, Ling Xiaoning, the kid, would definitely not eat it, so he slowly squatted down and opened his mouth to bite the noodles.

Mixed with tears, Ling Feng chewed the noodles in his mouth, he secretly swore in his heart that he would never let his daughter suffer a little again, tomorrow he would find a way to earn money, what kind of immortal cultivator identity, reborn identity, that is all bullshit, he only has one identity now, that is his father.

Just when Ling Feng was eating with Ling Xiaoning, there was a sudden knock on the door, Ling Feng wiped the corners of his eyes, got up to open the door, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman in her fifties was standing at the door.

The middle-aged woman was slightly stunned when she saw Ling Feng, and immediately said with disdain: "Isn't this the wine fairy in our corridor, it's really strange to be at home at this time now!" ”

"Aunt Zhang!"

Ling Feng shouted in embarrassment, then got out of the way and invited the middle-aged woman in.

This middle-aged woman is the opposite door of Ling Feng's family, surnamed Zhang, so Ling Feng has always called her Aunt Zhang, and she is also the Grandma Zhang that Ling Xiaoning just said.

Aunt Zhang lives here alone, her children are not in this community, and her wife was sick and left two years ago, so she has been living alone, and Aunt Zhang takes good care of Ling Xiaoning.

Aunt Zhang had just walked into the house, and when Ling Xiaoning saw it, she immediately ran over: "Grandma Zhang! ”

"Hey, Xiao Ning, Grandma Zhang hasn't seen you in the past two days, where did you go?" Aunt Zhang squatted down with a smile on her face and hugged Ling Xiaoning.

Aunt Zhang's attitude towards Ling Xiaoning and Ling Feng are worlds apart, but this is not to blame Aunt Zhang, Ling Feng is an alcoholic, the children don't care, the corridors are all famous, of course no one gives him a good face.

"I went to play with my classmates for two days!" Ling Xiaoning didn't tell the truth with Aunt Zhang, probably afraid that she would worry.

"Let's see what Grandma Zhang brought you."

Aunt Zhang said, taking out two eggs from her pocket, they were still hot, they should have just been cooked.

"Eggs!"

Seeing the eggs, Ling Xiaoning's eyes lit up, and his face was full of excitement.

Aunt Zhang put Ling Xiaoning down, then peeled the egg and put it in Ling Xiaoning's bowl.

When Aunt Zhang left, she glared at Ling Feng fiercely, and Ling Feng could only smile awkwardly.

When Aunt Zhang had just left, and Ling Feng closed the door to accompany Ling Xiaoning to dinner, there was a knock on the door again.

When Ling Feng opened the door, he found Su Meng standing at the door, his face gloomy, like a volcano that could erupt at any time.