Play coquettish with Joe

The first chapter of 6256 feast (5)

Wen Lu put away his phone, kissed his sleeping son, then stood up and went back to the master bedroom.

The room between him and Nursery Rhyme is large, but very empty. Every time we opened the door, we could see Nursery Rhyme sitting on the table applying skin care products or Nursery Rhyme sitting on the bed reading a book. Now when we open the door, there is only an empty room.

There is a crystal table on the table, which is the wedding photo of him and Tong Yao, which he specially picked out.

Every time before going to bed, Wen Lu would pick up the photos and look at them for a long time.

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Early the next morning, early in the morning, Dongyuan Tea House.

A private garden teahouse, the location must be reserved every day, and only a small number of tea customers can be received every morning.

The garden-style teahouse has a long ancient rhyme. Entering the door is a garden of small bridges and flowing water. There are rockery piled up with Taihu Lake stones, colorful and precious autumn chrysanthemums, and freehand screens with splashed ink. There are scenery everywhere and an elegant environment.

The sun was just breaking through the clouds, the autumn colors were strong, and there was a white mist in the morning air.

Wearing a black windbreaker, Wen Lu walked in along the door, walked through the winding corridors, and walked to the private room that Wen's father had booked a long time ago.

Father Wen brewed a pot of Longjing, and he was waiting for Wen Lu.

The windows with bamboo curtains were open, and mist drifted in through the windows. The indoor environment was also very good, with mahogany furniture everywhere.

"Morning, Dad." Wen Lu pushed open the half-hidden door.

"Morning." Father Wen has a refined and gentle posture. He has always been a cautious and slow person, and even when he speaks, his tone is slow.

Wen Lu sat down on the high-back chair opposite him.

Father Wen handed him the menu: "I circled some of your favorite morning tea, take a look, is there anything that is not in place?"

Wen Lu took a look: "No, it's pretty good."

"Okay, I'll tell them to start serving morning tea." Father Wen poured Longjing tea for Wen Lu, "Momo is awake?"

"He was just awake when I came out."

"Ooh, I haven't seen the little guy in a while."

"You can visit him anytime, he's basically home at night."

"En." Father Wen nodded, "Try the tea here, it tastes very good, haven't we had breakfast together for a long time?"

"Yes, even less after I got married and moved out." Except for the holidays, he and Wen's father and mother seldom had breakfast together.

Wen Lu picked up the white teacup in front of him and took a sip of the tea. The taste of Longjing was clear, bitter but not astringent, and the aftertaste was sweet.

Not long after, the waiters also brought morning tea one after another. Shrimp crystal dumplings, crab roe buns, steamed sweet-scented osmanthus cake, boiled dried silk, red bean paste and cherry blossom pie...all are the oldest and most distinctive inheritance of Ancheng.

The father and son started to have morning tea.

Wen Lu knew in his heart that his father always remembered what he liked to eat, whether it was the time he graduated from high school or this time, his father ordered his favorite food.

Sitting with his father at close range this time, he saw that his head had white hair again.

Wen's father and Wen's mother are two types of people. Ms. Su always likes to speak out when she has something to say, but Wen's father is a calm middle-aged man, and he doesn't like to talk too much.

The relationship between the two of them is very good, and it has been good for so many years.

When Father Wen's business was in full swing, he always maintained the most pious respect for his wife, never messed around, could withstand temptation and loneliness, in his heart, there was only his wife.

The rules of the Wen family were set by grandfather very early on, and the family tradition of the Wen family has always been good.

(End of this chapter)