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Chapter 438: Taiping's New Year's Eve Dinner(1/2)

Changqing was very frustrated.

But no matter how frustrated she is, she has to endure it.

It's never her turn to be the one who makes the decision in this family.

Luo Hao and Luo Yu ran to Mr. Luo one after another.

As soon as he met his great-grandson, Mr. Luo suddenly smiled kindly and kindly.

He smiled at the small car that Luo Hao was shaking, "Haohao wants to play with the great master?"

Luo Hao opened his mouth slightly, shaking the simulated car that was almost disbanded by him.

Evergreen's eyes suddenly widened.

She bought the car at a high price, and there was a group along with the car.

She immediately looked at the place where Luo Hao had just played.

Sure enough, I saw parts scattered all over the floor.

This child is so uneducated.

It turns out that who was born like whom.

Changqing's face turned slightly blue, and he forced himself to curse.

But he also wrote down this annoyance.

Lin Miao worked together and finally prepared the New Year's Eve dinner just as night was about to come.

The special assistant came to see him and arranged a table with Luo Yan.

Not long after, the food was served.

Luo Yan pressed his two sons into a special small stool, and Tyro came over.

Lin Miao came over with a secret roasted pork and smiled and said, "The dishes are all."

Only then did she see Luo’s father and Changqing, and she smiled and said, “My parents, happy New Year.”

"Okay," Luo's father smiled, "I've been busy for so long, come and sit down."

Lin Miaoqin agreed and was about to move the stool when Changqing said coldly: "All people are here, aren't they just sitting? Do you need to say it?"

Lin Miao's movements froze and thought to himself that Changqing was so crazy?

Mr. Luo squinted his eyes and thought about the special days, and endured them.

Luo Yan took the stool and pushed Lin Miao to sit between the two children.

He sat between Changqing and Luo Hao.

Mr. Luo shouted to the special assistant to come.

The special assistant waved his hand, "I'll go with them."

“There are all set up behind.”

Mr. Luo looked at Lin Miao.

Lin Miao nodded, "They made double portions, and there were soup and rice, and they were enough for the back."

"Take them the two bottles of good wine I left behind," said Mr. Luo.

He could never drink it anymore, and he was still jealous when he left it there.

"Okay," Lin Miao took out the only three bottles left and sent them over.

When he sat down, Mr. Luo raised the white water.

"Let's just use water instead of wine," he said. "After eating this meal, this year will be almost over. I hope everyone will adjust themselves next year to find out the meaning of living in the world, and don't be confused and don't know what tonight."

Everyone raised their glasses, sipped lightly, and started eating.

Luo's father picked up chopsticks and roasted pork, and then praised him: "Miaomiao, your skills are really good, and you are worthy of being able to open a good shop."

"If you eat more, eat more," Lin Miao replied with a smile, and opened his bow left and right to feed his two sons.

"Okay," Luo's father did eat the right food, and he never stopped chopsticks.

Changqing was very annoying.

What's wrong with him being hungry?

It's really like a starving person?

Chang Qing glanced at Luo's father with a fierce look and said indifferently: "How is your shop?"

"It's pretty good," Lin Miao smiled. "The shops are all on track, and I'm usually taken care of by some of my juniors and nephews. I don't need to worry about it at that time."

"There is no reason to throw away your business and let others take care of it," Chang Qing smiled: "If you don't go there this month or year, you won't know if they do something."

"If you want me to tell me, you still have to let your family stare at me so that you can feel at ease."

"They are family members," Luo Hao made a fuss and wanted to take the initiative to have a meal from time to time. Lin Miao worked back and forth, and only listened to him if he was obedient.

Chang Qing pursed his lips and secretly scolded Lin Miao for being stupid.

She said so clearly that she didn't understand it.

Luo Yan glanced at his mother lightly, picked up chopsticks and put them on the Lin Miao plate.

"I go there every few days, and I know most of the things over there."

Chang Qing was immediately stung.

This dead boy knew to go against her.

Didn’t she just want to get some money for her wife?

As for looking at her like this?

What kind of evil did she do in her previous life to give birth to him?

Lin Miao turned his eyes to look at Luo Yan, and then to Changqing.

Luo Hao pulled her sleeve, screamed numbly, opened his small mouth, and let her see that she had finished eating.

"Okay, let's have another bite," Lin Miao, who was occupied by the loving mother's heart, immediately entered the feeding mode.

Luo Yan glanced at Luo's father.

After a year, Luo's father seemed to have become more than ten years older.

Luo Yan is his son after all, so it's okay if he doesn't see him on weekdays, but when he sees him, he feels a little unbearable.

"Dad, you can't stay at home."

"The exhaust emissions here are too large, and the air cannot do it."

"You have been busy for half your life and just take advantage of the moment to go out for a walk and enjoy it."

"Where else I haven't gone around here?"

Luo's father shook his head, "It's all the same, it's meaningless."

Luo Yan picked up some of the dishes at hand and pondered for a moment.

"The air in the south is good, and the ecology is still in a state of undeveloped development."

"Sometime ago, my mother-in-law and her family went to play around and said it was very good, otherwise would you go and take a walk?"

“Not developed?”

Luo's father was a little moved.

He really missed the fact that he went to the countryside to support the support team these days.

People at that time were simple and kind.

Treat people with great sincerity.

I wonder if my son is talking about this?

How could Luo Yan not see that he was moved?

"I have a project there, but I have young people under my command, none of them understand farming. It is most likely that laymen command experts will be bad."

"I have no one anymore, so I come to ask for help from you, an advanced model."

Luo's father's brow moved slightly.

Unexpectedly, my son still knew about his glory back then.

Luo Yan smiled at Mr. Luo.

Boss Luo put his face on his face and grabbed the celery and bit it creaked.

"Okay, then I'll help you see," Luo's father smiled.

Changqing immediately abducted Luo's father.

What a joke, I won’t be rehired, and I will go to the mountains to eat dirt.
To be continued...
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