Mrs. Feng hadn't heard her son say this for a long time, and it suddenly reminded her of when he was still in middle school, when Feng made Tang Zheng's body open, his forehead was very fast, and every time he entered the house after school, he shouted that he was hungry.

After so many years in the blink of an eye, her son has grown so much taller than her, but he rarely asks her for food anymore.

Mrs. Wind has thought many times that it would be nice if her son was still like when he was a child, but it's a pity......

Mrs. Feng resisted the urge to cry and nodded: "Yes, Mom made a lot of food this morning, I'll give you a hot one, and it will be fine right away." ”

Feng Lang Tang sat at the dining table, and he suddenly felt that this was like when he was a child, waiting for his mother to prepare the food and bring it up.

This feeling has not been enjoyed for a long time, he is like a wanderer who has been away from home for a long time, he has no feeling outside, and when he comes home, he finds that he misses this warmth very much.

Mrs. Feng ran to the kitchen and hurriedly cooked her son's meal, and the maid came to help and was kicked out by her.

She hasn't cooked for her son for a long time, and when the man has such a chance, she wants to do it herself, and no one else will interfere.

After a while, a hot breakfast was served, and a table full of people was all about Feng Langtang's favorite food.

Feng Lane Tang looked at the sumptuous breakfast, and suddenly felt sad in his heart, how long has he not cared about his parents?

Sure enough, Liancheng Yazhi was right, he was really a jerk.

Fooling around with a group of fox friends and dogs outside all day long, with a group of women and horses, but never thought of calling home.

He's been really ...... in the past few years It's not a thing.

Who else can care so much about themselves except their families?

Who else can be so good to yourself without asking for anything in return, but with their parents?

Feng Lang Tang endured his sadness, picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a dry steamed siu mai, his mouth was bigger, his face was bulging when he ate, he said while eating: "Mom, why do you cook so much, it takes so much trouble, you have to get up so early, just do more at noon." ”

Madame Wind sat right in front of him, and was glad to see him eat her.

Feng Tang's words suddenly ironed her heart, her son cared about her and didn't let him get up too early.

Mrs. Feng was very happy, and said: "It's not much, anyway, I'm idle at home, and I usually get up very early, so it's not ...... I made it all myself, and my aunt at home made it together. ”

Feng Lang Tang stuffed another one, and he said: "Mom, you are really, you can't tell these things if you lie, I will know if you made it or my aunt made it after taking a bite." ”

Mrs. Feng was happy and didn't speak, she was too embarrassed to tell her son how much she wanted to cook him a meal.

Because she was very worried, what if Feng Lang Tang ate breakfast at home and left? In this case, she simply does not have time to cook for her son.

Mrs. Feng saw that her son was eating too fast, and instructed him: "You eat slowly, breakfast is too fast to digest." ”

"Oh......" Wind made Tang respond.

"Mom, where's my dad."

Mrs. Feng gave Feng Lang Tang a bowl of white porridge, "I went to the company, I left after breakfast, and when he left, he told me to let you sleep well and don't bother you, and told me to make more of your favorite food." ”

The wind made Tang's heart warm, and nodded: "Oh......"

Feng's mother originally wanted to ask him how the two of them had an awkward relationship with Liancheng Yazhi yesterday, but it was rare to have this time with her son, recommend: ()()()()()()()()()()(

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