Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Drop the bell.

Lin ange's cell phone rings.

She was shocked and thought it was Lu Yiyao's phone call. I got up too quickly and my head was a little dizzy. In front of me, it was dark and I couldn't see anything.

Blink an eye, wait for in front of the black gradually fade away, just walk into the house.

Took the cell phone and took a look.

Gong Nanling?

It was not Lu Yiyao who called, but Gong Nanling.

She quickly slide open the mobile phone screen, has not made a sound, Gong Nanling micro dumb voice passed over.

"Little aunt, it's me..."

"Gong Nanling, you call so late. What can I do for you?"

"Little aunt, I already know about Meng Meng. I'm worried about her now... "

Gong Nanling's voice shows a trace of fatigue, but also a trace of helplessness.

"Don't worry. She's OK. Don't worry."

"Little aunt, don't lie to me. How can she be ok with such a tragic accident?"

"Meng Meng is really OK. I just came back from the hospital..."

Lin ange has no confidence in what she said. She did not go to the hospital to visit Gu Mengmeng in person. She was not very clear about the specific situation.

"Little aunt, I know you don't want to worry me, just like my brother-in-law, but I can't rest assured..."

Xu is two people since childhood is good friend, Gong Nanling talks to her, obviously not so rigid.

"Gong Nanling, you believe me. Gu Mengmeng is really OK, just a little bruise. Even the doctors feel very lucky

"Little aunt, are you really not lying to me?"

Gong Nanling didn't feel flustered when she saw lin'an'ge, and her tone was very stable. Although I was still worried about Gu Mengmeng, the uneasiness was a little better.

"Gong Nanling, when did I cheat you?"

Lin'an's song accentuates the tone, which seems to have some fresh breath.

"Little aunt, I don't mean to worry about Meng Meng..."

Gong Nanling holds the glass window with one hand and looks outside.

Compared with Yunjing, central China lags far behind. Whether in urban development or other aspects.

The neon at night is much dimmer than that of Kyoto.

"Gong Nanling, I understand your mood. You can rest assured that I will take care of her... "

Lin an Ge pursed her lips and continued to comfort her.

Bata.

The bedroom door opened from the outside, a cold Lu Yi Yao appeared at the door.

"You're back..."

Lin an Ge heard the sound, subconsciously turned around, saw the familiar proud figure, opened his mouth.

"Well..."

Lu Yiyao walked in and saw her talking on the phone, and didn't say anything more?

"Uncle..."

Gong Nanling was stunned for a moment, but she could not help feeling nervous.

"Little aunt, first of all..."

"Good."

Still on the round table, Lin put the mobile phone in the room.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"No

Lu Yiyao shook his head gently.

After entering the door, he asked Wang Ma specially. Wang Ma told him that Lin ange didn't eat at night.

"I'll go downstairs and make it for you..."

Lin ange finished and went to the door.

"Ann, just have some noodles."

For the first time, Lu Yi Yao didn't stop her, Wen Sheng said.

"Good."

Don't know why, as long as see him, Lin ange's mood will be more relaxed.

Lu Yiyao quickly took his clothes to take a bath. He came back from the cemetery of the Helan family with a sense of "inexplicable" cold.

Lin ange went downstairs and went to the kitchen.

The light was still on in the kitchen, and Mrs. Wang was stewing chicken soup.

"Wang Ma, are you?"

"Young lady, I see you didn't have anything for dinner, and I want to make you some congee with chicken juice."

Wang Ma said kindly.

"You go to rest. I'll do it myself."

After that, Lin ange rolled up his sleeves and tied up the floral apron.

"Young lady, I'll do it..."

How could Wang ma let her do it? She quickly "dissuaded.".

"Lu Yiyao hasn't eaten yet. I'll give him a bowl of noodles."

Lin ange opened the cupboard and came out with noodles.

"If you want noodles, I'll make them. Or, young lady, I won't make chicken juice porridge, and I'll give you a bowl of noodles, too? "

"Cousin..."

Lin ange has not yet opened her mouth to respond. Sister Zhou doesn't know when she stands at the door and calls Wang MA in a low voice.

"Well?"

Wang Ma turned to look at her and saw sister Zhou winking at her. After a pause, it suddenly occurred to me."Young lady, be careful. Don't burn it."

"Don't worry, mama Wang."

Lin ange took the stainless steel pot out and began to boil water.

"I'll go back to my room first..."

The kind-hearted Wang Ma is still a little worried. Lin ange, however, saw the big one when she was young. She was held up by he lanmiao and he Lanjing since childhood. When did she do this.

"Good. By the way, Wang Ma, soak your feet before you go to bed. "

Not long ago, Lin ange bought a temperature controlled foot bath for Wang Ma and Zhou Jie. They couldn't be happy.

"OK..."

Don't know why, Wang Ma's eyes slightly covered with wet, worried that Lin ange found, turned and walked toward the kitchen door.

Sister Zhou took her hand and asked in a low voice.

"Cousin, what's the matter with you?"

"If the master and the young lady are still here, I will certainly be blamed..."

Wipe a little bit, Ma's eyes are red.

"Well, how can they blame you? They would be very happy to see that the young grandmother and the young master have such a good relationship. "

"But my little lady used to keep her fingers away from the spring water. When did she do this? I'm really worried... "

"Cousin, I've seen little grandma cook. It's very good."

"Really?"

"Really. You can rest assured. Let's not disturb them here. Let's go... "

Sister Zhou said with a smile.

"OK, let's go..."

Wang Ma looked back and looked at the kitchen again.

"Don't worry, cousin..."

Sister Zhou holds Wang Ma and returns to the servants' room. They had a good rest after soaking their feet.

Lin an Ge originally wanted to make tomato and egg noodles. Seeing the chicken soup stewed on the stove, he thought about it and decided to make chicken soup noodles.

I took the bamboo shoots from the refrigerator and put them into the chicken soup. Then he took the green onion and chopped it up.

The water boiled, put noodles, take chopsticks, slowly stir.

Lu Yi Yao goes downstairs after taking a bath. The noodles are just ready. Lin ange is preparing to take it to the dining table with insulated gloves.

"Ann, I will..."

Lu Yi Yao walks in quickly and calls her.

"You carry that bowl."

Lin an Ge pulled the willow leaves to show her eyebrows and said in a soft voice.

"You go and sit down."

Lu Yiyao reached out and took the heat-insulating gloves on her hand and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"I..."

"Sit down and listen."

Lu Yi Yao takes the heat insulation gloves and dotes on the road.

"OK..."

Lin ange couldn't twist him, so he had to walk to the table first.

Sit down and find no chopsticks. Just about to get up, Lu Yi came over with two bowls of steaming noodles.