After getting out of the car and going up the steps, before Leng Zirui knocked on the door, Leng Lin had already opened the door from the inside.
"Come in, the noodles are cooked and I'll help you pass the cold water."
"No, you cooked it yourself?"
Leng Zirui smiled and entered the room. As he came to the restaurant, Leng Lin helped him put two spoonfuls of fried sauce into a bowl with a spoon, and then pushed the plate with shredded cucumbers, green beans and other vegetables toward him.
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He sat down at the table unceremoniously, scooped all the vegetables into his own bowl, Leng Zirui mixed them casually with chopsticks, then picked up the bowl and took a bite.
"Aunt Su's fried sauce is pretty good, but I still like my mother's cold noodles with shredded chicken and sesame sauce the most."
Being reminded of the past by what he said, Leng Lin sided at him kindly and said, "You still have the nerve to say that at that time, when Xu Pei was still living at our house, your mother made noodles, and you three kids each held one.
In the big bowl competition, whoever finishes eating last washes the dishes. Zimo is the slowest every time. That kid has been calm since he was a child. Xu Pei takes the initiative to help him wash the dishes every time."
Leng Lin noticed his movements, raised his gray eyebrows slightly, took a breath, and spoke in a deep voice.
"Is it related to Xu Pei?"
"kindness."
Leng Zirui was not too surprised. No matter how smart he and his eldest brother were, they still didn't inherit it from Leng Lin. Although neither brother was willing to admit it on weekdays, in fact, both brothers understood that no one could escape Leng Lin's eyes.
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Moreover, the reason for coming here this time was this matter, and Leng Zirui didn't want to hide anything.
"Did you feel something too?" He raised his face from the noodle bowl and asked.
Leng Lin frowned slightly and said, "Eat the noodles first, it won't be good if you keep it for a long time."
Leng Zirui didn't speak any more, he just lowered his head and continued eating noodles until there was no noodle left in the bowl. Then he stacked the remaining empty bowls and plates together and carried them to the kitchen.
The Leng family has never been pampered towards their children. Leng Zirui was sent to the camp by Leng Lin when he was a teenager and was beaten. Naturally, he was not a lazy master.
Knowing that his father cooked the noodles himself, he naturally couldn't let his father help wash the dishes anymore.
"Just put it in the sink and let Xiao Su wash it tomorrow morning." Leng Lin stood up and walked upstairs, "You follow me upstairs!"
The father and son went upstairs together and came to the study. Leng Zirui closed the door tightly.
Leng Lin sat on the sofa, patted the empty seat next to him, and motioned for Leng Zirui to sit down.
"Actually, I heard about Luo Xiaoqian's matter before. I didn't take it seriously at first. Later, when Xu Pei came to our house and deliberately left those newspapers behind, I decided to meet her. Xu Pei, this kid, is very smart.
, He is just a bit scheming, but it is understandable. The child has worked hard for so many years, and in addition to that incident, he has to protect himself a lot." He turned sideways and looked at his youngest son sitting next to him, and asked softly,
"Did she do something against Xiao Qian again?"
"Sister Xu Pei, it seems she really likes my brother." Leng Zirui said.
"Zimo, this kid, looks cold-tempered, but actually he is hot inside. He protected you from a young age. When Xu Pei came, he also protected Xu Pei. At first, I thought they were a couple, but after all these years, your brother is nothing.
reaction, I stopped thinking about it. Now that I think about it, maybe he is more suitable to find a girl like Xiao Qian." Leng Lin glanced sideways at his younger son, "Okay, you've already come, why go around in circles!"
