In front of the window in the early morning, the continuous autumn rain caused lovesickness.

The bright sunshine of the past is gone, the sky is thin, and the temperature is suddenly cold, which makes Ling Lie frown: Winter is really coming.

Xiaoguai can't go shopping, otherwise she really wanted to take her around the entire capital, buy all her favorite winter clothes, bow her head and kiss Mu Tianxing's forehead, she is still sleeping.

Ling Lie put on her clothes and searched carefully in front of the closet with his fingertips. Finally, he quietly picked up his cell phone and called Qu Shiwen, asking her to take all the magazines of big brands of maternity clothes and choose them for Mu Tianxing. Anyway, she had nothing to do during the day. It would be better to rummage through the magazines to find clothes and shoes they like than to quietly play with the computer with him on his back.

Walking downstairs, the Lodgeb and his wife sat in the restaurant.

Ling Lie stepped forward: "Father is early, mother is early."

He greeted him politely, Zhuoran helped him open the dining chair. Ling Lie sat down and looked at the wine-making Lantern Festival on the dining table, and was slightly surprised: "Where did it come from?"

"I'm doing it!"

Ni Xiyue looked at her son with a proud look and said, "Your grandma has given it to me and your mother-in-law! So we all do it. But I was too busy some time ago. You were not at home when you were fighting. When you came back, you were taking care of your children and getting busy with the wedding. It was quite leisurely during this period, so I made some. Try it quickly."

How could Ling Lie dislike the breakfast made by his mother?

He had a pleasant smile on his lips, and even blew a spoonful of expectations and put it in his mouth.

Lodgeb looked at him, as if he was even more nervous than Ni Xiyue: "Is it delicious?"

The look of waiting for the answer was as if the three sons were waiting for the praise. Ling Lie just glanced at Lodgeb in an understatement and knew it in his heart.

The vast black eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his lips and smiled: "Rice wine tastes good, but the little Lantern Festival here..."

He deliberately paused, which immediately made Luodev unhappy: "What's wrong with Xiao Yuanxiao?"

Ling Lie shook his head, sighed lightly, and said with some regret: "My mother, why do I think this Lantern Festival is not like a ball, but rather like a dough bump? And it doesn't taste chewy in your mouth, and it's not made by a woman as meticulous as you."

Ni Xiyue burst into laughter.

Lodgeb's face turned black!

Ling Lie said again: "But, this wine is really good, it tastes like the one made by my grandmother!"

After saying that, he pinched a small spoon, deliberately avoided the small dumplings, and only scooped some rice wine in the spoon, and swallowed it with great pleasure.

Lodgebu stopped talking anymore and buried his head in eating his own. When Ling Lie finished his breakfast and deliberately took a step forward, he heard Lodgebu's teeth tickling: "I will never make it for him again!"

Ling Lie curled his lips and smiled, and his tall figure reflected a graceful and noble temperament under the thousands of lights. His poetic and picturesque face was a little surprised: "Ah, is this what the father did?"

Ni Xiyue gave him a blank look: "Okay! Don't be happy with your father!"

Ling Lie smiled, walked over, picked up the bowl in front of him, and put all the dumplings left deliberately into his mouth and swallowed them.

Luodev's face looked a little better, but he was still a little embarrassed: "At five o'clock, I'll get up and knead the dough and rub dumplings for you. Do you like it?"

He remembered the first time he and Ni Xiyue tasted their son's craftsmanship four years ago, and the first time his son tasted the wontons made by Ni Xiyue in his study.

He also knew that he owed Ling Lie too much, but time was irreversible, so he could only compensate now.

Today is still the winter solstice, and they have never spent the winter solstice together.

In Ningguo, the winter solstice is a big day for family reunion. They do not have the Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Lantern Festival, etc. like in China. There are only the summer solstice, winter solstice, Lunar New Year, and the Founding of the People's Republic of China Day, traditional festivals in these four countries.

Ling Lie smiled, and while Luodieb was not paying attention, he bowed his head and kissed him on the cheek: "Dad, I love you!"

A simple word for dad.

It seems that the voice of the children in ordinary people calling their fathers is very friendly and natural, as if the word "Dad" has been recited many times in his heart.

Lodgeb's nose felt sour, and he looked at his son's handsome face: "Cough cough, what's so stingy?"

Ling Lie smiled and Wen Run explained: "After Xiaoguai was thrown away with her pregnancy four years ago, the word dad was read in my heart for four years. Because of this feeling, I don't want you to be in the same mood as me."

Ni Xiyue also had a sour nose. It was early in the morning, should she be so sensational?

She glanced behind her and said, "The kids are still sleeping, but they have already sent a car to pick up Bella in person. After a while, Bella will arrive."

"Will it be too early?" Ling Lie raised his eyebrows: "Bella is also very sleepy. A child has the longest health when she sleeps."

When Ni Xiyue heard this, she knew that her son favored girls over men: "It's okay, she is here. She can sleep when she is tired of playing during the day and go to bed early at night. I just listened to Qingmu and kept asking Bella if she was back every week, which made me feel uncomfortable."

With a burst of laughter, Ni Xiyue said again: "Our family admires you, you are really a warm man."

"The men in our Luo family are all cold-hearted and warm-hearted." After saying that, Luodev pulled Ni Xiyue's hand and held it in his palm, and said, "You are so kind-hearted that you put all the palace servants home for the winter solstice. Today, you have to make three meals a day by yourself, wash the pots and wash dishes by yourself. Where can the queen of the country do these?"

Ni Xiyue said a little embarrassedly: "I have worked hard for so long and finally spent the winter solstice. The whole country has seven days off. Why don't the palace people go back? Besides, we have a family of winter solstice, and we do everything ourselves, which is more meaningful and home-like!

"winter solstice……"

Ling Lie whispered slightly, his unfathomable eyes shimmeringly, and he whispered: "I only remember that Ashi made dumplings for me that day."

Ni Xiyue smiled: "Not only, there are dumplings and buns. Anyway, they are mainly pasta. I have already thought about it. After a while, Bella comes and let the children make dumplings by themselves. During lunch, they will let them eat the dumplings they make, how much they make, how much they eat, and they must understand that cooking is very hard. First, they must not be wasted, and second, they must respect everyone in the world who lives seriously with hard-working hands."

Ling Lie smiled: "Well, it makes sense."

Lodgeb also smiled: "My little crescent is the most suitable to be a queen. He has a noble, kind, sincere and gentle heart."

Ling Lie also smiled: "There are also smart thinking, rich imagination, and great creativity."

"Creativity?" Ni Xiyue was still fluttering when she heard the father and son flattering, but what does creativity mean?
Chapter completed!