Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 693 The corners of father's eyes are a little wet

Aunt Li and Qian Zi frowned at the same time, watching Rong Lianye walk to the sink to wash his hands, the latter looked at them and said, "I mean it,"

"Master, you—"

"Okay, Auntie, you can go to rest first, as long as Qianzi and I are here," Rong Lianye said while wiping his hands, "Today is a special day, and I plan to cook with Qianzi, and it happens that Dad is not at home. When he comes back in a while, he will be able to eat the meal we cooked with our own hands."

Aunt Li understood what he meant, and nodded in relief, "Well, let me know if you need help."

After Rong Lianye agreed, Aunt Li left the kitchen.

Under Qian Zi's guidance, the heat of Rong Lian's wild cooking can be easily controlled.Soon, dishes that looked like that were served on the table.

The rice was in the rice cooker, and when Rong Bingcheng came home, all the meals were ready.

After serving the last dish of fish soup on the table, Rong Lianye walked towards the living room while taking off his apron.

At this time, Rong Bingcheng was changing his slippers at the entrance.

Rong Lianye looked at the mud brought back from Rong Bingcheng's shoes, and unconsciously clenched the apron in his hand. When his somewhat old father raised his head and smiled at him, his heart was suddenly poked again.

He knew that his father must have gone to see his mother just now.

Rong Lianye chose to remain silent, and walked up to Rong Bingcheng with a newlywed smile on his handsome face, "Dad, you're back, and it's time for dinner."

Rong Bingcheng raised his eyelids to look at him, because the distance was very close, Rong Lianye realized that the corners of his father's eyes were a little moist.

"Aunt Li said that you and Qianzi cooked the meal yourself?" Rong Bingcheng thumped his back, which was a little sore from squatting in front of his beloved wife's tombstone for a long time.

"Well," Rong Lianye stepped forward and helped him walk towards the restaurant, "It's not easy for Dad to take care of me for so many years, and now it's time to honor you."

When they came to the restaurant, Qian Zi also arranged the bowls and chopsticks for several people, and served Rong Bingcheng another bowl of rice.

"Dad, please sit down and eat," Qian Zi said as she handed him the chopsticks.

Rong Bingcheng's reaction was a bit slow, not indifference, but because he had been used to three meals a day in the desert for so many years, and now seeing his son and daughter-in-law being so enthusiastic and filial to him, he was a little at a loss.

"Okay," Rong Bingcheng took the chopsticks from Qianzi's hand with trembling fingertips, smiled excitedly and nodded, "Thank you,"

Qian Zi was stunned for a moment, looked up, found something in Rong Lianye's eyes, and said to Rong Bingcheng, "Dad, we are a family, so you don't need to be so polite with me."

Qianzi and Rong Lianye each returned to their seats and sat down. Rong Bingcheng was the head of the family and sat directly above him. He watched the two children take care of each other with love, and he felt the same in his heart. Contentment and gratification.

Rong Bingcheng silently took a mouthful of vegetables and put them in his mouth.

"Lianye, Qianzi, this marriage is over, you two know what is going to happen next, right?"

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Rong Lianye put down his chopsticks, squinted his eyes and took a look at Qianzi's stomach, and said to Rong Bingcheng, "Dad, of course I know, your son and I are very competitive."

"Not enough!" Rong Bingcheng replied without even thinking about it: "Our Rong family has a great career, no matter what, you have to have a few naughty things with Qian Ziduo to make our Rong family lively! Old man, I like excitement the most !"

(End of this chapter)