Qin Luo sat on the chair and looked at the plate of black things brought by Qin Jiacheng, and his brows frowned uncontrollably.
Looking at the dishes next to it that were not related to the color, fragrance and taste, Qin Luo’s face was speechless.
“It looks like it’s not delicious, right?” Qin Jiacheng stood aside with an awkward look on his face.
Qin Luo smiled bitterly and gave a thumbs up: “Dad, your skills have not changed over the years. The dishes you cook are still so ugly, as if they have been bombed.”
Qin Jiacheng’s old face turned red: “I thought I could do it after eating the dishes outside for so many years. I didn’t expect…oh, it would be great if your mother was there, she would be able to cook…”
Suddenly, Qin Jiacheng’s words came to an abrupt end, and Qin Luo’s body also moved suddenly.
Qin Luo’s head involuntarily looked towards Luo Ying’s public hall.
“Su’an!” Qin Jiacheng took off his apron and said helplessly: “Xiao Luo, stop eating. We will go out later and let the chef…”
“No!” Qin Luo smiled and turned around: “I haven’t eaten the food you cooked for many years, I really want to try it!”
After saying that, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up a chopstick of black ribs.
After eating into his mouth, a familiar memory arose, and Qin Luo’s eyes immediately lit up.
“It’s very bad, right?” Qin Jiacheng looked at Qin Luo with aggrieved.
Qin Luo smiled at him and gave a thumbs up: “It’s still the taste of my childhood. Although the dish is ugly, it tastes good!”
Qin Luo spit out his bones and went to pick up other dishes.
Seeing how delicious he was eating, the worries on Qin Jiacheng’s face finally faded away.
“Eat slowly, eat slowly!” Qin Jiacheng looked at Qin Luo like a gentle old mother.
The time between father and son is like this seems to have been a long time, and Qin Jiacheng almost doesn’t remember it for a long time.
“Dad, you eat too!” Qin Luo smiled and handed the chopsticks to Qin Jiacheng: “You won’t want to see that I’ll finish it all, right? Come, together!”
Qin Jiacheng’s face showed a bright smile: “Okay, together!”
……
After dinner, Qin Luo stood in front of Luo Ying’s portrait and respectfully lit three incense sticks.
Looking at Luo Ying’s gentle smile, Qin Luo’s mouth also inexplicably smiled.
Although he came through time, he had completely integrated into this body.
The memories of the previous life have long disappeared, and only the memories of this life are left in my mind.
“Mom!” Qin Luo looked at the photo deeply: “Do I have the style of you now? Didn’t you embarrass you?”
Qin Luo smiled slightly and then looked back.Look at Qin Jiacheng who is still busy.
He suddenly discovered that Qin Jiacheng’s silhouette seemed much older than the last time he saw it, and his hair was a little gray.
Dad, I’m really old!
Qin Luo took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at the photo again: “Mom, when I know everything about you, I will bring your new wife to see you. Then… I will be with my dad at home and accompany you!”
Qin Luo smiled slightly, his parents are here, not traveling far away.
Now, he has only one father left.
He is with me, I am with me, and I am with me, and I will walk the last journey of my life.
To avoid one day when my father is gone, Qin Luo will not want to stand in front of his portrait with regret.
As for Ye Xiao’s brothers…
Qin Luo sighed slightly. By that day, they should have all had their own lives.
“Xiao Luo!”
“Oh!” Qin Luo turned his head.