Lin Miao hugged her back and gently stroked her back.

Luo Yan glanced outside and frowned when he saw the next door poking his head.

He gestured to Lin Miao.

Lin Miaoming moved in with Lin Jie.

Luo Yan came in and brought the door with him.

Lin Jie hugged Lin Miao and cried heartbrokenly, his voice was hoarse, and he let go.

Lin Miao washed a hot towel, and when Lin Jie wiped his face, he calmed down, and then asked, "Isn't my dad wrong again?"

"No," Lin Jie took a deep breath.

Luo Yan looked over immediately.

"It's just that my mother figured out something," she stroked Lin Miao's head lovingly, "From the future, we will depend on each other for life."

Lin Miao nodded.

Isn't this what happened long ago?

Lin Jie curled his lips.

It was only now that a child knew something that she had been called out.

"Are you hungry?"

My daughter will take the exam tomorrow, and Lin Jie will gather her emotions as quickly as possible.

Lin Miao nodded.

"Mom didn't buy vegetables, go to your Uncle Sun's place to eat," Lin Jie opened the drawer to get the money.

Lin Miao smiled at Luo Yan, "Please go to the restaurant and my mother treats you."

Luo Yan curled his lips.

There, they ate a lot of food from the restaurant.

Especially after the first model, they cooked in a very short time.

How could Lin Miao not know what he meant?

She stuck out her tongue playfully and signaled Luo Yan to give her mother some face.

Luo Yan nodded with a smile.

"Let's go," Lin Jie took the money and opened the door.

The three of them came to the next door.

"Aunt Lin, what are you going to have to eat today?"

Seeing the stranger, Qian Zhijie immediately knew that today must be different from the past.

"A few are good at it," Lin Jie said again: "Two more."

"Okay," Qian Zhijie walked to the kitchen.

I heard that Lin Jie came over and brought this man with me. Especially Sun Zhijie said that Lin Jie seemed to have cried.

After hearing this, how can people in Qianshu still sit still?

While the water evaporated after washing the pot, he hurriedly came out.

It was only assured to see that he was a person of the same age as Lin Miao.

When he went back to the kitchen, he slapped Qian Zhijie on the back of the head.

"That's a junior, what are you talking nonsense?"

"Yeah?"

Qian Zhijie shook his head, "Even if he is a relative."

Qian Shuren nodded in agreement, and the portion size of the dishes was immediately increased.

"Go and cook the bit of braised rice," Qian Shuren explained.

Qian Zhijie cut the things into pieces, put them on and brought them over.

"Try it, the braised cooking here is really awesome," Lin Miao smiled and handed the chopsticks.
Chapter completed!