The father and son had a rare moment together, and she didn't want John to disturb them.
When John took Luo Jun to the gate of the community, Leng Zimo's car was already waiting at the roadside.
When he saw the little guy coming out, he immediately got out of the car and opened the back door for him.
"Hey, Uncle Zimo's sportswear is the same as mine!"
Seeing the black sportswear on his body, the little guy immediately sighed.
"Really?" Leng Zimo turned to look at him, and sure enough he noticed that the clothes on the little guy were from the same brand as his, with the same color and style, except that Luo Jun's clothes were for children, and he had to be for adults, "We are
Father and son outfit.”
"No, it's family wear." Xiao Luojun corrected seriously, "Because my mother also has the same sportswear."
"Yes, family style." Leng Zimo placed him on the specially installed child seat in the back seat, fastened his seat belt carefully, then stood up and looked at John, "Get in the car!"
"No need." John shrugged to him, "Sissi said, I just need to send MOMO to the car."
After waving goodbye to Luo Jun, John walked back to the community.
Leng Zimo was a little surprised. He didn't expect Luo Xiaoqian to trust him so much. He closed the rear door and sat in the driver's seat, preparing to start the car.
At this time, the little guy had also delivered the small handbag.
"Uncle Zimo, your breakfast!"
Leng Zimo turned around and looked at the small paper bag in his hand, "Is it for me?"
When I saw him carrying a small bag just now, I thought it was food prepared by his mother for him, but I didn't expect it was for him.
The little guy held the bag in both hands, "Yes, we have all eaten it. This is an omelette sandwich made by my mother. I washed the vegetables in it, and there is also milk. My mother said that it should be eaten hot."
Taking the paper bag, Leng Zimo opened it and saw two oil paper bags inside, and an insulated cup next to it. There was a faint fragrance of milk and burnt eggs wafting out.
I took out a paper bag inside and opened it. Sure enough, I saw a sandwich filled with fried eggs and vegetables.
She knew he didn't like salad dressing, so she specially put peanut butter on it for him.
"It's delicious, try it." The little guy said expectantly.
Smiling at him, Leng Zimo took a big bite. There was a light peppery taste in the omelette, accompanied by the strong aroma of peanuts.
"Is it delicious?" the little guy asked from the back seat.
Leng Zimo chewed the fried egg in his mouth and did not answer.
This smell is so familiar.
"Uncle Zimo?"
"Huh?" Leng Zimo came back to his senses.
"Is it tasty?"
"Well, it's delicious. Uncle Zimo hasn't had breakfast like this for a long time."
Leng Zimo nodded lightly, not to flatter, but to tell the truth. He has always been picky about his taste, but this breakfast suited his taste very well.
The little guy laughed happily, "Then I will ask my mother to cook more for you in the future. My mother can cook a lot of Chinese and Western food. I like to eat the dumplings she makes the most. I can eat a big bowl...
"
The two of them chatted while eating. Soon, Leng Zimo finished both sandwiches and drank all the hot milk in the cup.
It was the first time for Leng Zimo to eat a bento in the car, and he was very happy.
After starting the car, his voice was full of joy, "Let's go to the Forbidden City!"
"Let's go to the Forbidden City!"
In the back seat, the little guy also screamed excitedly.
The car drove smoothly onto the driveway, and the early morning sunlight poured in from the car window, making the smiles on the two delicate faces a little brighter.
