"So urgent?"

Lin Miao was a little surprised.

The chef nodded, "I'm always a little pretentious when I'm old."

"I always remember these days when I had not come out before. At that time, my family was poor and there were many people, and I was thin and small, and I couldn't get a meal."

"I ran out for the sake of stuttering."

"It's been half a lifetime in this moment. I want to go back and take a look when I'm about to come."

"It's also the last thought."

The chef was a little moved.

Lin Miao thought about it and could understand his feelings.

Her mother has also often talked about the past recently.

Although she never felt how good the days were.

"If you think it's a good day, let them take you back. Fortunately, the weather is not cold now. Stay for a few days and it's fresh and fresh. When you want to come back, you call and have a car at home, which is convenient no matter what."

The chef was stunned, but he didn't expect Lin Miao to be so happy.

He opened his mouth, lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

Lin Miao didn't care, but just talked to Luo Yan at night.

"Okay, why did you suddenly want to go back?"

Luo Yan was very strange.

"It's also human nature to be a little nostalgic when people get old."

Because of Lin Jie's foundation, Lin Miao didn't think anything was wrong.

"He is only alone, a childless person. I guess when I go back this time, someone will inevitably say sour words."

"The old man is determined to go back to reminisce about the past. If he hurts the heart, it will be bad."

"Don't worry about this," Luo Yan said: "I will line up someone who is good at talking and will definitely not let him suffer any losses."

Lin Miao nodded and said, "It's not enough to just tell me, but I have to know how to do it."

"The old man returned home this time, and he had to think about it and make him feel emotional."

Luo Yan nodded and wrote down the matter.

The next day, the chef told Lin Miao that he would leave tomorrow.

"Okay," Lin Miao agreed happily.

Just after morning and evening, I worked in the kitchen.

Li Qi saw her finishing the dishes for lunch and said, "Isn't it a little early?"

"I'm going out later. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up at noon, so I'll eat cold dishes at noon."

Lin Miao covered all the vegetables with gauze, and then hurried out.

At noon, the chef came over and didn't see Lin Miao, and was a little surprised.

But when he saw Li Qi eating, he didn't ask any more questions.

In the afternoon, Lin Miao came in with a small bag.

She went straight to the chef's door.

The chef was packing his things and heard the movement and came to open the door.

"I bought some specialties here, and I don't know if this is going up there. You can take it back and give everyone some points, which is my wish."

The chef was stunned when he heard this.

Looking at the piles of people at Lin Miao's feet, "No need, I bought them all."

Lin Miao laughed loudly.

The chef did go out last night, but he brought a small bag when he came back.

When I return to my hometown, I can only bring such a little bit of it.

Lin Miao grew up in the town since she was a child. She didn't pay much attention to the pomp after returning home, but she knew that some places were particular.

When the chef went back this time, she was determined to give him a face, so how could it be despised?

"You just accept it. These are all specialties here. We all grow here. We don't think that there is no one to eat it. But in other places, these things are very fresh, so let's try it."

After Lin Miao finished speaking, she went back to change her clothes.

The chef looked at the gift box all over the floor, and the smell was mixed.

The next morning, when Lin Miao got up, the chef left.

She looked at it and went to the kitchen.

As a result, I saw a full of steamed buns placed beside the stove.

There were two large pots of cold dishes and pickles on the side.

Lin Miao was stunned, and Li Qi came in from outside.

"Sister, that old man is really amazing. He started working hard at around three o'clock until he left."

Lin Miao stared at him, "You just watch him work hard?"

"No," Liqi grinned, "Isn't this what I heard from my brother?"

"I was still asleep at that time."

Lin Miao also knew that he was a little inexplicably angry, so he said, "Hurry up, take it to everyone."

Li Qi also saw that Lin Miao had a bad temper and hurriedly took the food away.

Lin Miao took breakfast to the front yard.

Luo Yan saw that Lin Miao was wrong and whispered: "What's wrong?"

Lin Miao whispered: "The old man got up early, steamed two large pots of steamed buns, and mixed some side dishes."

"I'm looking enough for two days."

"That's not good," Luo Yan smiled, "You can sleep in tomorrow morning."

"Where is good," Lin Miao glanced at him, "This job was my next job. I was young and I did it when I did it."

"You old man has worked hard for you for many years. How can you be so embarrassed to make you so tired after you are here?"

"Why don't you have some empathy?"

Luo Yan shut up decisively.

After Lin Miao finished speaking, he put the matter aside and said, "The old man will probably come back some time now. I plan to repaint the old man's house and replace the furniture and other things."

"Okay, I'll do the furniture," Luo Yan said concisely.

Lin Miao didn't want to argue with him either.

She is a woman, and she has a little different aesthetic than a man.

Especially when the chef is still a bachelor, his aesthetic is definitely very different from her.

After breakfast, Luo Yan talked to Luo's father about repairing the house and asked again: "Dad, why don't you clean up your house together?"

Luo's father was silent for a moment, "No hurry, wait until your affairs are settled."

As soon as he said this, the room suddenly became quiet.

After breakfast, Luo Yan rushed to the company.

After Lin Miao finished packing, he went back to the house to prepare what Mr. Luo needed to bury tomorrow.

The next morning, the Luo family came to Zhonglie Hall early.

As soon as he entered the door, Nie Lan rushed up from behind.

"Grandma Nie," Lin Miao hurried over to help her over.

Nie Lan followed her strength to the tombstone.

Luo Yanzheng piously wiped the tombstone and placed incense, candles and other objects.

Soon, Luo's father came over with a heavy urn on his face.

With the heavy and solemn music, Mr. Luo's ashes were buried.

When the tombstone was completely suppressed, Luo's father, who had been suppressed for a long time, still cried.

Nie Lan looked at Luo's father who was rushing on the tombstone and cried like a child, and sighed softly.

"Your father-in-law is not bad, but he is a little stupid. You are a junior and have always been sensible. If there is anything wrong, you should take it more responsibility."

When leaving, Nie Lan whispered to Lin Miao.

"Yes, Grandma Nie walks slowly."

Lin Miao sent her into the car and said, "I'll take the children to see you when I have free time these days."

Lin Miao knew very well that the only support they had left was Nie Lan.

Whether for the sake of the child or Luo Yan, she must have a good relationship with Nie Lan.

When Nie Lan heard this, she smiled and nodded.

Lin Miao watched the car leave before turning back to find Luo Yan.

Luo's father had already recovered a lot now, but his face was covered in Qi Ai and he no longer insisted on holding the tombstone.
Chapter completed!