Luo Yanxiao looked at her mother walking in front of her, slightly sour in her heart.

Mingming has some strange parents who are not at home all the year round. In the process of his growth, he did not accompany him very much.

But when he saw his mother's thin figure and some gray hair, he felt sad.

Luo Mu took the bag and walked in front of her. She didn't see Luo Yanxiao. She turned her head and looked at it.

He found that his son was still standing at the door. "Why are you still in a daze? Go home. The seafood that your father and I brought to you is a friend of ours who went to the sea and fished in the sea. It's fresh and delicious."

Luo Yanxiao looked at the mother happy with the child, his eyes flashed, "Ai, I think you brought me what delicious food, I am also hungry."

"In the past two years, your father has learned how to make several dishes and noodles for you."

Luo Yanxiao is a little surprised, "my father can cook?"

His father's thought is a bit feudal. His father was raised as an inheritor when he was young. His ability is good, but he doesn't cook or cook.

I haven't seen him for more than a year. How could his father learn to cook?

Looking at Luo Yanxiao's surprise, Luo Mu explained: "we didn't celebrate your birthday with you in the past two years. He once saw the state of your circle of friends. He didn't learn how to cook noodles. Today, we have dinner together with our family. We have a birthday for you. We bought cakes. Don't you want noodles? Longevity noodles. "

Luo Yanxiao surprised, suddenly feel that the orbit is also sour, there is an impulse to cry.

Luo's mother looked at Luo Yanxiao and said, "son, don't blame us as parents. These years we are too busy and don't know how to take care of you. This may be getting older. Suddenly, she understands some truth. At this time, she wants to make up for you, but I don't know..."

Luo Yanxiao went up and hugged her mother's shoulder. "Mom, what's the family's courtesy? I'll accompany my parents more."

Said, Luo Yanxiao and mother into the home, he can't wait to go to the kitchen.

He was surprised to see his father working in the kitchen, wearing an apron and cooking at home.

It's as if you're not seeing your own father.

"Dad

Luo father is cooking noodles, suddenly heard the sound, turned to look, eyes are a bright, "child, back?"

Luo Yan Xiao throat rolled down, "Dad, how can you still cook yourself?"

"On your birthday, dad wants to cook some dishes for you and have a good meal for our family."

When a father is not good at expressing his inner feelings, he always has to order food for his son.

The heart of Luo Yan Xiao is full of waves.

He was excited and happy.

I think this is the feeling of home, and it is also the feeling that he looked forward to when he was a child.

But his parents are really old, and his father has gray hair.

Back is straight now.

"Dad, I'll help you. If you need anything, I'll give it to you."

"There's only noodles left. You can eat them when they're cooked. If you go out and sit for a while, you must be very tired when you just come back. Your mother and I wanted to go to school to see you, but if you say you want to go home, we'll eat at home. It's better to stay at home."

"Well, good at home."

Luo Yanxiao realized the feeling of home at this time.

It turned out that he was really relaxed. He also forgot that today was his birthday. Unexpectedly, he forgot, but his parents did.

He also remembers that in the past few years, in fact, every time he had a birthday, he received gifts from his parents, but they were all sent home by mail. He didn't take it seriously. He always felt that without his parents around, he didn't want to see birthday presents.

But this time, he realized that his parents always remember his birthday.

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