Leng Lin walked down the stairs with a newspaper in his hand. Listening to the conversation of the three people in the living room, he stopped and stood at the corner of the stairs, listening quietly.
Listening to the two brothers bickering, a smile naturally appeared on his face.
This home has not been so lively for a long time.
Leng Zirui bit the apple and glanced in the direction of the stairs, "Okay, stop eavesdropping. A man who is about to become a grandfather is still playing such childish tricks!"
"You brat, who eavesdropped!" Leng Lin put away his smile and walked down the stairs, "This is my home, I can stand wherever I want!"
"Uncle Leng." Luo Xiaoqian saw him and hurriedly stood up to say hello.
Leng Lin hurriedly waved his hand, gesturing for her to sit down, and his tone was much gentler than to Leng Zirui, "We are all family, there is no need to be so polite."
"Okay." Luo Xiaoqian sat back down with a smile, "Would you like to come and sit too?"
Leng Lin came over and sat on another single sofa, and Luo Xiaoqian picked up an apple.
Beside, Leng Zimo had already taken the fruit knife, took the apple from her hand, peeled it off neatly, and brought it to her.
Luo Xiaoqian smiled and said, "I am preparing it for Uncle Leng to eat. Since you peeled it for me, just hand it to Uncle Leng for me."
Leng Zimo put down the fruit knife in his hand, raised his hand and put the apple into an empty fruit plate in front of Leng Lin.
Looking at his side face, and then at the cleanly peeled apples in the fruit plate, Leng Lin, who never liked eating fruits, still stretched out his palm and took the apples.
"Thanks."
After thanking him, he brought the apple to his mouth and took a small bite.
Juice overflows and your mouth is full of sweetness.
"Dad, who are you thanking for this thank you? Are you thanking my sister-in-law or my brother?" Leng Zirui asked deliberately.
"If you don't speak, you will die!"
The same voice and the same tone came out of Leng Zimo and Leng Lin's mouths almost at the same time.
Leng Zirui secretly smiled in his heart, but pretended to be aggrieved on his face, "Sister-in-law, they both bully me, you kill them for me!"
Luo Xiaoqian chuckled, "I think it would be better for you to speak less."
Leng Zirui raised his hand to touch his forehead, "It's over, it's over, we finally have one more person, and we are still your allies. Zirui's team will not have a good life in the future."
"If you have the ability, go and find me some of your allies!" Leng Lin said while eating an apple.
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. Your eldest son is my own, I picked him up from the trash can!" Leng Zirui stood up and walked into the kitchen, "Aunt Su, let me see, what delicious food did you make tonight?
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Luo Xiaoqian also stood up, "I'm going to help Aunt Su, Zimo, you and Uncle Leng have a chat for a while."
The two of them entered the kitchen one after another, leaving only two lonely men who didn't like to talk.
Neither of the two equally proud people spoke first. In the living room, there was only the sound of Leng Lin biting the apple.
Leng Lin put down the apple and was about to speak when Leng Zimo, who was sitting on the sofa, had already stood up.
Watching him walk around the sofa, a hint of helpless sadness appeared on Leng Lin's face.
Is this child still unwilling to forgive him?!
Lowering his face, Leng Lin put the half-eaten apple back into the fruit bowl. Leng Lin leaned on the back of the sofa in despair and lifted up the half-read newspaper again.
The sound of footsteps is approaching.
He lowered his gaze in confusion and looked under the newspaper. What he saw was Leng Zimo's feet wearing leather shoes, and then there was a soft sound, which sounded like the sound of a cup being placed on the coffee table.
