Luo Yan looked at his son.

Because I came here, Lin Miao specially dressed more for the children.

But the cold wind here is too penetrating, and only in just an hour, the children's faces turned pale.

"Let's go back first," Luo Yan nodded and said, "Go back and make some ginger soup."

Lin Miao nodded, called Sister Zhu, and took the children into the car.

The car quietly drove out of Zhonglie Hall and soon got on the busy road.

Luo Hao lay down on the window, looked at it for a while, and suddenly said, "Will the great master live there in the future?"

Lin Miao's brows moved slightly and nodded.

"Ah," Luo Hao dragged his tone and looked sympathetic.

“It’s so cold there.”

Lin Miao felt sour and said softly: "The great master is different now than before. If you think about him more, he will not be cold."

"real?"

Luo Hao asked seriously.

Lin Miao nodded slightly.

"Then I'm thinking now," he pulled Luo Yu, looking good with two brothers, "We're two together."

When Luo Yu heard this, he closed his eyes and remembered it seriously.

The car was quiet.

Luo Jiao saw that her brother was having fun and immediately stopped doing it.

She struggled out of Lin Miao's arms and plunged into Luo Yu's arms.

Luo Yu opened his eyes and subconsciously hugged Luo Jiao.

Luo Jiao grinned and exclaimed her brother's face.

Luo Yu looked disgusted and hurriedly sent Luo Jiao to Luo Hao.

It’s all brothers, and Luo Jiao doesn’t make a fuss, just do it again.

Compared to Luo Yu, Luo Hao was much happier.

He hugged Luo Jiao and wanted to look at her.

However, his legs were broken and his hands were short, and his strength was not enough.

As soon as he opened the distance, Luo Jiao was knocked down.

Luo Yu made a quick decision and flashed to the side.

Luo Hao and Luo Jiao immediately got together.

Lin Miao hurriedly picked up the two small ones and said, "Be honest."

Luo Hao laughed at Lin Miao and continued to have fun with his sister.

Luo Yu got up silently, sat on Lin Miao's lap, and gave up all the sofa on the other side.

Looking at the child who was completely unaware of the feeling of sorrow, Lin Miao's heavy heart was a little better.

When Lin Jie got home, he arrived.

"How is it going, is it going well?"

The Zhonglie Hall was buried with all the heroes who had made contributions to the Xia State and were not open to the public on weekdays.

If you want to worship and remembrance, you can only go before a specific day.

Of course, except for family members.

Lin Jie and Cheng Yi can go as much as possible.

But the situation in the Luo family is a little unclear. Lin Miao and Luo Yan discussed and acted in a low-key manner, so they did not let Lin Jie and the others go there.

"It went very smoothly," said Lin Miao.

"That's good," Lin Jie said: "This person must live in the present."

"Old Luo is considered a long life, and this is also considered a joy and funeral in his hometown. Please persuade your father-in-law."

"Don't hurt your body because of this."

"Old Luo has always been an open-minded person all his life, and he definitely doesn't want to see his descendants like this."

The forest seedlings are low in response.

I knew that Lin Jie was talking about Luo’s father openly, but in fact he was also persuading her.

After all, she has always been very close to Mr. Luo.

She knew in her heart, but when she thought that the old man was really gone, her heart was still sore.

"I know, don't worry," Lin Miao hurriedly said, "I still have something to do here, so I won't talk about it."

She hung up the phone, looked at Xukong for a while before she started packing up her things.

Sister Zhu saw that she was not in high spirits, so she said, "I'll cook today."

"No," Lin Miaoqiang cheered up.

Sister Zhu held her down, "Don't worry, they won't be hungry."

Lin Miao sat back without saying a word.

She did not hide it from Sister Zhu's family that had more people, but she never said it clearly.

It’s not that I want to be on guard, but that I feel it’s unnecessary.

But when she heard her mention it, she said, "They are all half-sized guys. They can eat, so they must make more."

Sister Zhu didn't expect Lin Miao to say this. Although she didn't say too much, this is undoubtedly an explanation.

She immediately smiled.

"I see."

She turned to the kitchen, and Lin Miao coaxed the three little ones who had gotten up early to sleep, and then lay down on the side and squinted.

When Sister Zhu came back, she saw Lin Miao lying on the carpet, with Luo Jiao sleeping soundly beside her, while Luo Hao and Luo Yu were like two door gods, guarding one on the left and one on the right.

When he saw Sister Zhu, Luo Hao held his fat fingers to his mouth.

He even whispered.

Sister Zhu laughed and tiptoed in as he wanted.

I just wanted to sit down, but I didn't want the stool to squeak.

Lin Miao opened her eyes, glanced at the watch hanging on the wall, and was surprised to find that it was already noon.

"I fell asleep," she became confused and smiled at Sister Zhu.

"You were too busy last night."

In order to decorate Luo Lao’s cemetery, Lin Miao stayed up late last night to make flower tillage.

Although her skills are not very exquisite, it is her intention.

Lin Miao smiled and stood up.

"The food is ready, I'll bring it over."

Sister Zhu hurried out.

Lin Miao frowned, "My dad hasn't come back yet?"

Sister Zhu shook her head.

Lin Miao sat up, thought about it and called Luo Yan.

"What's wrong?"

Luo Yan's voice was low.

The surroundings were quiet and sounded very serious.

"It's okay, I just want to ask, Dad is still with you."

"Yeah," Luo Yan probably knew why Lin Miao called.

"I'll send him back later."

Lin Miao nodded and hung up the phone.

Sister Zhu has already come over with her lunch box and egg custard.

Lin Miao stared at her son for dinner, while Sister Zhu fed Luo Jiao egg custard.

After the work is done, the two of them have time to sit down and have dinner.
To be continued...