"In the past, when my aunt was here, every time we had a birthday, she would cook for us and cook for us, but now, I really miss her."
Jane Si said softly.
"Don't be sad, when it's your birthday, come to the store, and I'll cook for you myself," Lin Motong said with a smile.
Jian Si suddenly laughed: "Really" "Of course it's true.
You know I'm a good cook.
Lin Motong said, "Then say okay, you can come over then." ” "Hmm."
Jian Si agreed, if Lin Motong hadn't gone back now, she would never set foot in "Lin Ruixuan" again for the rest of her life.
Lin Motong didn't go to work in the afternoon, so he bought desserts and went home, because Yueyue and Rui Rui didn't have classes this afternoon, so they were free to play.
When she goes home, she can accompany them and accompany Lang Lang.
When Leng came back from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs tomorrow night, he saw Lin Motong sitting on the carpet, assembling toys for a few children, Lang Lang was already able to sit, sitting on the side and being amused by Yueyue Ruirui.
Lin Motong focused on assembling all kinds of toys for them, with tenderness between his eyebrows and eyes.
When she was there, the Ming family was like a real home, no longer cold, no longer strict rules, with a touch of fireworks and more home.
"Dabi" saw that Mingye entered the door coldly, Yueyue and Ruirui jumped up and ran to his side.
"How did you learn today's etiquette class?"
asked Ming Yeleng casually.
Lin Motong got up and poured tea for him, watching the interaction between their father and son with a smile.
Tomorrow Night Leng is now more and more a normal father, not the serious, cold elder like before, Yueyue and Rui Rui are willing to tell him something, and the two of them gather around him, chattering non-stop.
"Young Master, dinner is ready."
The butler stepped forward and said.
"Wash your hands and eat."
Tomorrow night coldly patted Yueyue Ruirui's head.
He washed his hands, took Lang Lang from Lin Motong's arms, put him in the baby seat, and then sat down.
Aunt Qin led someone to serve the meal.
Yueyue and Ruirui's eyes lit up suddenly, tonight's meal smelled too good, and they were both a little eager to try it.
Tomorrow night I took a cold bite, turned my head and said to Lin Motong: "If you work hard, you don't have to cook yourself when you go home." ” Lin Motong was surprised: "How do you know that I made these meals Since you came back, no one has said that I made the food." ” "After eating the food you cooked for so long, can you still taste it" Ming Yeleng smiled softly, "What's more, you look at the appearance of these two little gluttonous cats, and you also know." ” Lin Motong couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, count you smart."
Eat more" She gave the food for tomorrow night, and then said with a smile: "Actually, I'm on the Lin family's side, and there aren't many things to do every day, so when I have time, I naturally want to come back to accompany them."
Also, cooking is my favorite thing to do, as long as you love to eat, I am willing to live my whole life. ” She was talking and picking up vegetables, and it was precisely because of these words that she said unconsciously that she was particularly moving.
Hearing her last words in the evening, he reached out and held her left hand, and his heart rippled.
Lin Motong tilted his head and smiled: "Why don't you eat it, hurry up and eat it while it's hot, it's not delicious when it's cold." ” aa2705221: