long love becomes ill

Chapter 347 Do you want to be a widower for the rest of your life?

Xie Jingzhe said lightly while making tea, "I can only eat 2 today."

"Okay, Lao Xie is the best." Xie Xiaoze ran to have breakfast with short legs, cheering, and then carefully held the remaining glutinous rice cakes in front of Li Shenmu.

Li Chenmu watched the interaction between the father and son, reached out to take it, and looked at the breakfast at the roadside stall, and suddenly felt a sore feeling.

If Qing Huan's child grew up, he would be about the same age as Xie Xiaoze.

Master Nanyang Li took a bite of the hard and greasy glutinous rice cake, and nodded under the expectant eyes of classmate Xie Xiaoze.

After Xie Jingzhe finished making tea, he went to serve several bowls of cooked rice porridge with side dishes, and the three of them had the lightest and warmest breakfast.

After the meal, Xie Jingzhe's entourage, Shuangzi, poked his head outside the cabin, and asked with a silly smile: "Chief, the old lady asked, when will the young master return to Xie's house this year?"

Xie's house wished to come to ask every day, the old lady Pan's great-grandson Pan was about to go blind, and she didn't dare to make too many phone calls, so she entrusted Shuangzi who lived nearby to ask every day.It's the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, and the New Year's Eve will be in a few days. No wonder the old lady can't sit still.

"I'll be back in two days." Xie Jingzhe felt a little guilty towards the old lady after all. There have been too many changes in the past few years. From a major general with many military achievements to a craftsman who lives alone in a small wooden house, the old lady has exhausted all tricks I can't hold back my grandson, so I just pretended I didn't have this grandson. Fortunately, my great-grandson is a sensible and lovely person, which made the old man feel less uncomfortable.

"I'll take Xie Xiaoze back to Xie's house tomorrow, do you want to go there together or go back to Nanyang?" Xie Jingzhe asked lightly.

"Back to Nanyang." Li Shenmu flew to the emperor on a whim, and took a look at Xie Jingzhe and his son. Besides, on the eighth day of the lunar new year, Li Jiao was going to get married, Qing Huan's illness had to be cured, and the old man had to appease and negotiate. There are many things that cannot be separated from Nanyang for a moment.

Li Chenmu was sitting by the charcoal basin and roasting by the fire. Seeing that Xie Xiaoze went to do his homework after eating, he was so cute that it made people feel distressed. The man's phoenix eyes were deep and deep. Live the rest of your life with Xie Xiaoze?"

Whose family's children didn't grow up with Jingui. Everything in this log cabin is original, and there is no floor heating. Xie Xiaoze's appearance is clearly used to this kind of life. He dressed and ate by himself at a young age. Look at people's faces obediently, for fear that she will become a burden, and even her father will be suspected by others.

"When he is older, he will live on both sides of Xie's house and the cabin. The old lady spoiled him too much. It would be good to come to my place to suffer a little bit." With strong fingers, it is still clean and neat when sitting up to do housework.

Li Shenmu's face darkened, and he sneered, "I'm talking about your business, you don't intend to be a widower for the rest of your life, right? Lan Xue has been dead for seven years."

Xie Jingzhe's hand holding the tea set suddenly paused, and the Wuyi Dahongpao that was originally intended for him turned around and delivered to his mouth.

A sharp light flashed in the man's eyes, his resolute chin lifted slightly, and he said sharply: "All these ridiculous things you have done in the past five years, and you still use us to poke each other's scars? It is impossible for me and Lan Xue, you and Gu Qinghuan So far it’s not considered a formal relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, these years you have treated him like a forbidden man, you have played a good hand of cards like this, and you still have time to worry about my affairs?”

(End of this chapter)