654. Chapter 654 The past is like a cloud of smoke 1
Leng's mother's eyes felt hot. She couldn't bear it anymore and stood up, bringing her bowl to her. "Don't fight with Ari, take it. This bowl is for you to eat."
This stupid kid is so stupid that it makes people feel bad.
Qingting shook his head and smiled very cutely.
"I don't want it. Mommy, you have been working hard for a long time. You can eat it."
Leng's mother had a sore nose. She felt so happy to have a filial daughter-in-law.
"I'm kidding you, there's still something in the pot, how can one bowl be enough for Rui? Rui, go to the kitchen and bring all the soup noodles."
With a smile on his face and sweetness between his brows, Qi Rui hurried into the kitchen and soon brought out a pot filled with thin noodles, the aroma reaching his nose.
Qingting went into the kitchen and took out an empty bowl, filled a bowl of noodle soup, poured some spicy minced pork on the noodles, and started to eat it with big mouthfuls.
She was really hungry, and the food tasted particularly delicious. Her brows and eyes were full of satisfaction, her stomach and intestines were warming up little by little, and she felt indescribably comfortable.
Qi Rui looked at her while eating, his gentle gaze always stuck on her body, not leaving her for a moment.
Leng's mother looked at this and that, feeling very happy in her heart.
The family immersed themselves in eating, only hearing the sound of eating noodles, it was quiet and peaceful.
Looking at this scene, Leng Zongkai was filled with emotions and a wave of heat surged in his heart.
Is this the power of home?
It makes people feel warm and can't help but indulge in it!
Qingting ate a bowl and was finally full. He wiped his mouth with a tissue and said with graceful movements, "Thank you, Mommy, for your hard work."
All Leng's mother's troubles vanished into smoke with these words, and she beamed with joy. "Is it delicious?"
Being grateful for the hard work you put in is a great joy in itself.
Qingting smiled and nodded, "It's so delicious, Mommy, no wonder Arui can't forget your noodles."
When she said this, Leng's mother felt guilty. She had never taken good care of her son when he grew up. She only cooked noodles for him a handful of times, which was pitiful.
Qingting's eyes fell on Leng Zongkai who was eating elegantly, "Daddy, what do you think?"
Leng's mother felt nervous inexplicably.
Leng Zongkai didn't even raise his head and ate the delicious food, "It's delicious."
This is already the second bowl. Is it delicious?
The noodles are very chewy, chewy and tough, and the soup is delicious and salty just right, which unexpectedly suits his taste.
He liked the homely taste.
Leng's mother's eyes were red, and she lowered her head to hide her expression, "It's not easy for you to be able to swallow a bowl of home-cooked noodles when you are used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas outside."
Back then, just to please him, she studied hard to cook, cooking a table of dishes every day, and silently waiting for him to come back to eat.
Warmth again and again, waiting foolishly, but unfortunately at dawn, he still has not come back, and has never tasted the food she cooked by her own hands, not even once.
It's really sad to fall in love with a man who doesn't come home.
When she was discouraged and cold, he actually ate the noodles she made. This ending made her feel ridiculous.
Is this God's will?
Leng Zongkai stopped eating the noodles and looked at her deeply, "I missed a lot in the past, and now I want to make up for it as much as possible, okay?"
Qingting tugged on Qi Rui's sleeves, winked, and the two quietly withdrew.
Qi Rui stood on the stairs and looked back worriedly.
Qingting smiled slightly. It was time to give them some private space, sit down and talk, maybe some things would become clearer.