I just want to be a salted fish

"Don't cry, Xiaoqi. Parents are not really angry with you. They are just playing with you. Don't cry, don't cry." Ye Ximiao hugged her crying daughter, her eyes were moist, I feel sorry for my daughter so badly.

"Don't cry, Daddy's sweetheart. When you cry, Daddy's whole heart will be broken." Ling Youqian hugged his wife and daughter, and almost cried along with him.

Seeing this situation, Wan Wenfu was filled with emotion, took out a gray handkerchief, and silently wiped away old tears.

After being separated for so many years, the eldest lady and the master and wife are finally able to reunite as a family.

He was really happy for them.

From the moment Ling Lingqi cried, Feng Jiuyue wanted to step forward to hug her and comfort her, but in the end she held back.

At this moment, what Ling Lingqi needs most is the love of her parents, not the comfort of outsiders.

Cang Beiqing, Fang Yuanzhou and Quan Luo also understood this, and they stepped back silently, waiting patiently for Ling Lingqi to vent his emotions.

It wasn't until Ling Lingqi in red came out that the crying gradually became quieter.

Ye Ximiao looked at the child who was crying like a little cat with distress, and gently wiped the tears off her face while asking softly: "Xiao Qi, have you suffered a lot of grievances when you've been out all these years by yourself? "

Ling Lingqi tried hard to hide the vicissitudes in her eyes, and said in a sweet voice: "No, Xiaoqi is doing well, but she misses her mother and father very much, so she can't control her emotions for a while."

"Little Qi." Ye Ximiao's eyes were sharp, and she sensed the dark light in the bottom of her daughter's eyes, and her heart couldn't help but suspend.

"Daddy also misses my little Qi very much!" Ling Youqian put his big hands on his daughter's cute head, eyes full of pampering.

Ling Lingqi narrowed her eyes slightly, generously enjoying the paternal love she had received for a long time.

"Master, Madam, Missy has been exhausted all the way, so she must have time to eat in the future, why don't you go in for dinner first?" Wan Wenfu reminded in time.

"Butler Fu is right. You can't starve my precious daughter. Hurry up and have dinner." Ling Youqian took his wife and daughter into the dining room with one hand in his left hand and one in his right hand happily.

My master forgot to greet the guests, Wan Wenfu couldn't help worrying about him, and respectfully and politely led Feng Jiuyue and the others into the dining room to be seated.

After being seated, the servants came in one after another with hot meals.

After arranging the dishes neatly, they retreated, only Wan Wenfu stayed behind, bowing to serve.

"Xiao Qi, these ribs are your favorite food, eat more." Ling Youqian seemed to lose sight of Feng Jiuyue and the other big men, and kept picking up vegetables for Ling Lingqi, for fear that the good food would be picked up by others go.

Ye Ximiao smiled helplessly, and said to Feng Jiuyue and the others kindly: "Young masters, don't just watch, please pick up your chopsticks."

"Okay!" Zhang Yaozu was very familiar with himself, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the vegetables.

But before he picked up a piece of chicken leg, Ling Youqian's chopsticks had already dropped, and he was staring straight at him.

He said in a low voice, "Xiao Qi loves chicken drumsticks the most. The old man specially asked the kitchen to prepare them for her. As a man, do you want to fight her for it?"

"Why, I'll eat something else." Zhang Yaozu smiled awkwardly, and immediately turned his chopsticks to pick up another dish.

Ling Youqian's voice sounded faintly: "That vegetable is also Xiao Qi's favorite food, you took it away, what will she eat later?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yaozu froze his right hand and looked aggrievedly at Feng Jiuyue who was sitting beside him silently.