Meiyu was very curious: "Cousin, why did you run away with my mother?"
"because……"
Andrey's mouth was sealed.
Mr. Luo grabbed a large piece of mutton and stuffed his mouth.
Dead boy, just eat, so much nonsense.
Andrey ate the mutton with a smile.
Whether it is better, in front of the children, I will not dismantle Mr. Luo’s stage.
Mr. Luo looked at Fangfei quietly, and realized that her expression had not changed, so he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
After dinner, the child Meiyu pestered her father to tell stories.
Everyone gathered around the candlelight and chatted around the world.
Finally, Meiyu fell asleep.
Fangfei took her daughter to the bed and settled out.
At this time, the three of them were truly pure.
She brewed a pot of tea and poured three cups.
Andrey drank it all and sighed: "Oh, more than twenty years have passed in a flash. For so long, I have never enjoyed such a leisurely day."
There was a lot of desolation in his words.
Luo Jia looked at him and then asked, "Antre, you can say, how did you find this place? Or, what's wrong with you?"
Andrey sat on a chair.
It was a chair made by the locals. Mr. Luo changed it and could shake it.
Fangfei sometimes sits on it and does some sewing work, which is very comfortable.
It is also Xiao Meiyu's favorite. She likes to sit on it far away or let her father sit and hug her.
Now, it's Andre's turn to sit down.
He shook the chair, completely relaxed his spirit, and sighed leisurely: "Mr. Luo, I only realized now that being your child is really a good thing..."
“!!!”
"Is it true that everyone will not be the emperor and truly let go of their fame and fortune, so that they will love their children so wholeheartedly?"
Fangfei stared at the misery between his eyebrows.
She still remembers that the most recent meeting with him was more than 20 years ago.
At that time, Luo Jia was in a state of dismay for Xiao Lian.