Chapter 518: I Eat Well, You Don't Have to Worry
She smiled and told Old Man He about her visit, but basically eight out of ten sentences were praising Luo Xingcen how beautiful, thoughtful, and considerate he was......
Luo Xingcen is really embarrassed to translate these words......
Luo Xingcen looked embarrassed, his little face was puffy, and his ears were red.
Every time Mrs. Brown said a lot, she translated only one or two.
After a few words, Old Man He frowned.
It stands to reason that Qianyao will not hire unreliable people to come over.
However, at this moment, it seems that she is obviously not good at translating......
He Qianyao saw Luo Xingcen's compulsion, hooked his lips slightly, and whispered Mrs. Brown's words in the old man's ear.
Belch......
Old Man He was stunned when he heard what He Qianyao said, and then looked at Luo Xingcen's awkward appearance, and couldn't help laughing.
Looking at He Qianyao and Old Man He, Luo Xingcen suddenly reacted.
It stands to reason that He Qianyao has absolutely no problem translating...... She remembered that he had mastered several foreign languages to the level of proficiency above his mother tongue!
And the young man who picked up the guest just now should be able to translate, why did He Qianyao come to her?
After chatting for a while, Mr. He asked He Qianyao to take Mr. and Mrs. Brown to visit the house.
Naturally, Luo Xingcen also continued to translate.
The house in the compound of the military district, even if it is the highest chief, will not be too big.
But here, there is order and quality everywhere.
It's just that after Luo Xingcen visited a circle, he suddenly found a somewhat strange phenomenon.
Most of the rooms here seemed a little empty, and more importantly, they had been gone for so long, there was no trace of a hostess here, and everything was masculine.
Could it be that He Qianyao's mother doesn't live here?
After a brief stroll, Mr. and Mrs. Brown looked at the old photos in the collection together, and Luo Xingcen took the opportunity to ask He Qianyao, "Doesn't Aunt Wen live here?" ”
"Well," He Qianyao said lightly, "It's just me and grandpa here." ”
Luo Xingcen nodded lightly when he heard this......
On the day of the last commendation meeting, when several people met, Luo Xingcen felt that the atmosphere between Aunt Wen and He Qianyao was a little strange.
At that time, she thought there was something awkward between the mother and son......
"Do you usually cook your meals?"
After asking this sentence, Luo Xingcen suddenly felt that his question was simply brain-dead.
Even if Aunt Wen lives with them, it is impossible to cook for them......
He Qianyao raised his eyebrows, which can be regarded as admitting.
Luo Xingcen looked at He Qianyao with a calm face, and suddenly felt a little distressed in his heart.
What a close person my mother should have been......
But he doesn't seem to have a good relationship with his mother.
She still remembered that in her previous life, He Qianyao once mentioned that the food cooked by her mother must be very delicious, and he also said that no matter how good the taste of the food at home is, the chef can't make it......
At that time, she really felt that He Qianyao loved his mother very much.
"And what do you usually eat?"
Luo Xingcen was a little overstepping this question, but she couldn't help but want to know more about He Qianyao's life.
So, I still asked.
"Chefs and nutritionists plan nutritionally balanced dishes every day. ”
After a pause, looking at Luo Xingcen's eyes looking at him with concern, He Qianyao lowered his head slightly, "I ate well, you don't have to worry." ”
He Qianyao has never been a person who pays attention to appetite.