I don't know how long it has been since the family sat down for dinner.

Although Ling Hao was very happy that Ling Shaoyang could turn back, he was silent on the surface.

After all, a father must have the majesty of a father.

Ling's mother cooked several good dishes from the kitchen, and as far as the eye could see, they were all Ling Shaoyang's favorite food.

Ling Shaoyang looked at his mother, whose forehead and eyebrows were wrinkled, and his heart was warm and sour.

"Shaoyang, our family hasn't eaten together for a long time." As she spoke, Ling's mother sandwiched a piece of braised pork into Ling Shaoyang's bowl.

Yes, it seems that since Xia Rou died, he has never eaten a serious meal, let alone eaten with his family.

In the past, he sang every night and spent every day drinking, just wanting to anesthetize his heart with wine and wealth, I remember that when he just lost Xia Rou, he even wanted to go with her, but he couldn't be so selfish after all.

He still has parents and relatives, you must know that he is the only child of the Ling family.

Think about all these years, my father has been in charge of the company alone, and my mother has to worry about his affairs......

He was really a bastard, he never repaid his parents for raising them, and became a burden to them.

"Mom, thank you for your hard work, I will often come back to eat with you and Dad in the future." Ling Shaoyang grabbed his mother's hand as he spoke, and said word by word very earnestly.

When Ling's mother heard her son's words, she wiped her tears with joy, you must know that she had dreamed of looking forward to her son's prodigal son's return, and now her dream has really come true.

Ling Hao's heart was naturally happy, but he still had a lot of scruples in his heart, after all, Ling Shaoyang had been hanging on and idle all these years, even if he turned back now, he was worried that Ling Shaoyang would not have enough ability.

"That's it, Shaoyang, you sell the magazine you bought, come back to the company to work, if you don't understand anything, Dad can teach you by hand." Ling Hao is not angry at all when he thinks about Ling Shaoyang spending a lot of money to buy a magazine now.

He cares more about his son than tens of millions, even if these tens of millions are lost, it is worth it to let Ling Shaoyang's prodigal son turn back.

As the saying goes, the prodigal son does not change his money.

When it came to the matter of the magazine, especially when he heard his father say that he wanted him to sell the magazine, Ling Shaoyang changed slightly, "Dad, I won't sell the magazine, besides, we don't have a media company under Ling's family, isn't it good to have a magazine now?" ”

Ling Shaoyang's words gave Ling Hao a timely reminder, indeed, the Ling family should indeed have a media channel.

Ling's Group started as a real estate tycoon, and many landmark buildings in Shangcheng are from Ling's Group, but in recent years, it has expanded to other projects, such as transportation and food.

"Well, since you said so, the magazine can not sell it, but you have to go back to the company to help me." Ling Hao said categorically, and his words were very strong, not like a discussion, but more like an order.

Although Ling Shaoyang didn't like to be disciplined, seeing the white hair on his father's sideburns, he really couldn't bear it.

"Okay." Yes, Ling Shaoyang still compromised in the end, and it was time for him to do something for his family after so many years.

At least for now, helping dad share the burden is the best way to make up for it.

"Mom, this Coke chicken wings, and this sauce-flavored chicken feet, and winter melon pork rib soup, are there any other in the kitchen?" Ling Shaoyang feasted on his mother's cooking. I have to admit that no matter how delicious the meal outside is, it is not as delicious as the food cooked by my mother.

"Yes, you kid, eat slowly, don't choke, there's still a kitchen." Ling's mother couldn't close her mouth happily, there was nothing more pleasing than her son liking to eat her cooking, and counting, she hadn't watched her son eat like this in several years.

"Hehe, Mom, I want to pack some and take some with me, is that okay?" Ling Shaoyang asked a little embarrassedly.

It's not that he is greedy and can't eat and has to go around, but he wants to bring the dishes made by his mother to Su Hua, although these dishes are just some home-cooked dishes. He couldn't get into the hall of elegance, but at the moment, he just wanted to share this meal full of happiness with Su Hua.

"Oh? Okay, Mom, I'll pack it for you. Ling's mother put down her dishes and chopsticks and went into the kitchen.

Ling Shaoyang continued to eat.

Ling Hao looked at Ling Shaoyang like this, and sighed a little helplessly, "Shaoyang, you can move back home, so that it will be convenient for your mother to take care of you." ”

Well, looking at Ling Shaoyang's windswept appearance, Ling Hao guessed that this kid might not have eaten properly at all on weekdays, so he directly suggested that Ling Shaoyang move back to live.

Ling Shaoyang finished eating the last bite of food in the bowl, and couldn't wait to wave his hand to his father, "Just come back and live, it's good for me to live outside alone." ”

At this time, Ling's mother had already packed all the meals and sat back on the dining table with a delicate lunch box, "Shaoyang, your father is right, when you were going to move out and live alone, I just didn't agree, you live alone, who takes care of you, who cooks for you, who washes your clothes." ”

Well, when it came to this issue, Ling Mu uttered a series of worries.

In fact, this is also a question that she has been concerned about for several years.

"Living alone? Maybe soon there will be no one alone. Ling Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, and his voice in the last sentence was extremely small.

But even though his voice was as small as a mosquito humming, he was still heard clearly by Ling's mother, and she reacted in an instant, looked at Ling Shaoyang with a happy face, and asked, "Shaoyang, do you have a girlfriend?" ”

At the mention of 'girlfriend', Ling Hao's face darkened.

Well, in the past few years, what he has heard the most is that Ling Shaoyang has changed his girlfriend twice in three days, which is faster than changing clothes.

Whenever I talk to old friends, people will say how can my son do it, but what about him? He didn't even dare to mention it.

Once upon a time, he thought that it was better to have such a son.

"You don't know him yet? When did he lack a girlfriend by his side? Ling Hao asked noncommittally, and his words were full of sarcasm.

There was no way, Ling Hao had always been a single-minded person, so he doubted how he could have such a flowery son as Ling Shaoyang.

"......" Ling Shaoyang wanted to explain, but thinking about it, there was no substantial progress in his pursuit of Su painting now, maybe it would be better to wait for him to hug the beauty and then tell his parents about it.

Coming out of Ling's house, Ling Shaoyang drove straight to the hospital with the meal still with the temperature.

Although Su Hua clearly said that he would not let him accompany him in the hospital, he didn't say that he would not be allowed to visit, right?