Two cute babies: Mr. Si loves his wife too much

These stalls have been here for decades, rain or shine, and Ling Youting enjoys the familiar feeling brought by such familiar stalls and familiar places.

Ling Youting has not changed the habits he has developed for so many years, but it has become less in the past two or three months.

I don't know if it's because there are fewer worrying things, or if Ling Youting has gained more happiness.

Just when Ling Youting's thoughts gradually disappeared, a person behind him patted his shoulder lightly, and then slowly walked in front of Ling Youting.

"Dad." Ling Youting quickly stood up.

Father Ling pressed Ling Youting's shoulder firmly again, motioning him to sit down, and then handed him an exquisite snack.

"Thank you, Dad!" Ling Youting took the things from Ling's father in surprise, and smiled happily.

It is a bunch of candied haws and a bowl of chilled white fungus soup.

However, the orange pulp on the candied haws is obviously much more, and the white fungus soup is not sprinkled with sugar.

All these are Ling Youting's unique habits, which have not changed since many years ago.

Seeing his son's surprise, Father Ling said with a smile, "I just came home from get off work and happened to pass by, so I brought you a copy. Don't tell me, you've already eaten."

"No, no, I didn't feel hungry when I passed by just now, but now I feel hungry when I see what you brought me." Ling Youting lowered his head and said.

"Eat first if you're hungry, and we'll talk about it later." Father Ling looked at his son lovingly.

Ling Youting nodded lightly, happily enjoying the food.

The night sky is full of stars, embellished brightly and dazzlingly. Under the gentle evening wind, the father and son rarely let go of everything and enjoy this moment of warmth and joy quietly.

After a while, Ling Youting spoke first: "Dad, have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten, just eat something to deal with it before working overtime at night." Father Ling said with a smile.

"How can I do that, my stomach will be ruined!" Ling Youting became anxious when he heard this.

Father Ling waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll be done in a few days, and then your mother will cook me some delicious dishes to reward me."

Speaking of this, Father Ling smiled triumphantly, like a teenager.

Ling Youting was speechless for a while, he naturally knew that his father was talking about Ai Nien's mother, but... Maybe it's because carrots and vegetables have their own love, or maybe he is still young and doesn't quite understand the love between adults.

He only knew that every time his father mentioned Ai Nien's mother, he would smile like a Maitreya Buddha.

"Dad, is the company very busy? It's not a problem if you can't eat a normal meal every day." Ling Youting had no choice but to ask his father about other situations.

As soon as work was mentioned, Father Ling's face became very solemn. It seemed that he hadn't worried much these days.

"The three big projects of the Si family are really beyond the reach of ordinary people." Ling's father said with a sigh, "The Centennial Group really has his background. I haven't been exposed to this level before. Now that I think about it, I really feel that I am A frog at the bottom of a well has never seen the world."

Father Ling didn't hold anything back in front of his children, he openly talked about his shortcomings, and Ling Youting felt his pressure in an instant.

"Father, I asked Qi Feng about those three items." Ling Youting whispered everything he knew.