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Things like noodles can't be kept for a long time, they can only be made now.

The old man and Grandma Huang went straight to the kitchen after entering the house, leaving only Brother Liao and Lin Sheng at their leisure.

The heating in the room was fully turned on, Liao Muyang led Lin Sheng to sit on the dining table, and began to pick up the little friend who was wrapped by him like a little snowball.

The thick down jacket, scarf and gloves were taken off, and Lin Sheng shrunk a lot like a deflated inflatable doll.

The milky white turtleneck sweater only made him smaller and smaller, like a delicate ceramic doll, the little one sat upright on the chair, very obedient.

Brother Liao couldn't get enough of his kid's face, he just wanted to hold him in his arms all the time, kneading and kneading and doing what adults should do.

It's a pity that the kid is still too young. Brother Liao is really not that "beast". Just the simple and transparent eyes make Brother Liao reluctant to do anything. He can only hold back aggrievedly, hoping that the kid will grow up a little bit longer. .

The old man has already prepared the hot soup base, so the noodles and vegetables can be put on the table after they are hot, which is very fast.

I don’t care about the type of noodles when I go home, as long as it’s just a kind of noodles. In the winter, you can eat oily things just after getting off the car, and you won’t have much appetite. Grandma Huang simply made a pot of Yangchun noodles, simple and light, but That hot soup is good enough.

Liao Muyang's food intake was clear to the two old people, so the bowl on top felt very homely, and it was too big to be polite, while Lin Sheng's bowl was naturally the size of a normal person.

Mr. Liao put the "big basin" in front of Liao Muyang, and Grandma Huang put the small bowl in front of Lin Sheng, and sat down while putting the bowl, as if enjoying the scene of the two children eating.

After all, they are old people, and they have an inexplicable worry about being hungry for the younger generation.

"Eat quickly, you should be hungry after the car ride all the way."

"I'm already hungry, but Aunt Huang understands me."

Liao Muyang took the chopsticks from Grandma Huang and stuffed a pair into Lin Sheng's hands.

Immediately afterwards, he gave a rare childish smile at the old man with his big white teeth bared, and said to the children beside him, "Sheng Zi, try it quickly, the noodles made by Aunt Huang are delicious."

Lin Sheng listened to Liao Muyang's words, nodded quickly, squeezed the chopsticks in his hand, and began stuffing noodles into his mouth.

Brother Liao was not in a hurry to eat. He only watched his children relax, without any discomfort or fear, and then he took the chopsticks and smacked the noodles unceremoniously.

The way the two eat, tsk, it's really different.

Mr. Liao looked kindly at Lin Sheng, who was still habitually sipping noodles silently, and then glanced at Brother Liao, who looked like a hungry wolf descending the mountain and had almost no image. The disgusted expression on that face could only be used There is no way to describe it.

It's just that no matter how disgusted he is as his own child, he still couldn't help but swear.

"Tsk, eat slowly, eat slowly, no one will fight you, there is still in the pot."

Brother Liao was busy packing his things in the morning and didn't eat much breakfast. He was hungry now, so he gestured OK to the old man with his left hand, and continued to fight against the noodles in the "basin" for a long time.

Seeing his grandson's hopeless appearance, the old man shook his head, with a helpless and conniving expression on his face.

Grandma Huang was at the side, watching the "love and kill" that the grandparents and grandchildren were used to, and didn't say much, just pursed her lips and smiled, then focused on Lin Sheng, and said the same thing.

"Son, if it's not enough, tell grandma, there's still more in the pot."

Lin Sheng stopped what he was doing when he heard the old man's words, and nodded slightly to Grandma Huang, and along the way, he put on a dimpled smile.

Few people could resist this well-behaved appearance, and it melted the old man's heart.

What's more, Grandma Huang's children don't return home for many years abroad, and the old man is inevitably lonely. Lin Sheng's soft and well-behaved appearance in the heart of the old man's favorability, it seems that there is no limit to straight up.

Grandma Huang looked at Lin Sheng in front of her with a smile, then turned her head and said to the old man beside her, "This kid looks really good."

The old people describe the juniors as obedient and likable. Although they are straightforward, they are enough to express their liking.

Mr. Liao listened to the words of the people beside him, and shifted his attention to it.

It's just that Lin Sheng was eating noodles seriously, and didn't notice the expressions of the two old people who were obviously more and more satisfied with Sun Fu.

"Yeah, it's rare for a child of this age to be so obedient just by looking at him."

Grandpa Liao is only the grandson of Liao Muyang, and Brother Liao is obviously not a well-behaved hexagram. He has done a lot of things like going to the house to expose tiles and becoming king and hegemony since he was a child. He has been fighting wits and courage with the old man since he was young. Blow your beard and stare.

Now that he has brought back a partner, he is obedient and soft, so naturally the old man doesn't feel bad at all, and his liking only rises in a straight line like Grandma Huang.

Brother Liao and the kid put down their chopsticks one after the other, and the two old people saw it and asked habitually, "Are you full?"

After all, it is his own home. The old man knows his grandson's appetite, and the amount in the bowl is just right. Brother Liao will be [-]% full after eating all of it.

He raised his hand and rubbed his child's head, looked at the size of the bowl in front of the child, and knew in his heart that given the amount of food the child had eaten, he should be very full.

But to be clear, I still have to ask the previous question. What if the child has a particularly good appetite, and he is still too old at this age to be hungry.

"Full, is Sheng Zi full yet?"

Listening to Liao Muyang's words, Lin Sheng nodded his head quickly.

In the morning, Brother Liao was worried that the child would be hungry on the road, so he coaxed him to feed him a little more than usual for breakfast. Now Lin Sheng couldn't even say that he was full after eating this bowl of noodles, and he was already approaching the edge of fullness.

But the heart of the elders should not be wasted, Lin Sheng still worked hard to finish a bowl of noodles, not to mention that the noodles were really delicious as Liao Muyang said.

Seeing his children nodding their heads vigorously, Brother Liao felt relieved, and started to be lazy as usual after eating.

Lin Sheng habitually started to clean up the dishes. Grandma Huang saw it and said quickly, "You put it away, child. I'll clean it up later."

Subconsciously and habitually, Lin Sheng gestured to Grandma Huang in sign language: "Grandma Huang, let me come."

After the competition was over, he realized with some annoyance that the old man couldn't understand, with a slightly sloppy look on his face, which made Brother Liao quickly translate.

"Aunt Huang, Sheng Zai just said: Grandma Huang, let me come."

After listening to Liao Muyang's words, Grandma Huang understood, and continued to pick up the topic without any awkwardness, and did not shirk with the children, and just imitated Liao Muyang's address and said with a smile.

"Then Sheng Zai and grandma clean up together."

Hearing this, Lin Sheng nodded his head, and the little slackness immediately faded away, and he and Grandma Huang picked up the dishes and chopsticks on the table and walked towards the kitchen.

The old man was careful, knowing that Lin Sheng felt somewhat uncomfortable seeing the elders when he first arrived in an unfamiliar environment, and wanted to help distract him.

So I didn't shirk any more, let the child help, and wanted him to stay at ease.

Liao Muyang watched the child's actions, and he knew in his heart that he had sensed the child's thoughts, so he stopped talking and let the child do what he did.

Mr. Liao watched, and the two figures walked towards the kitchen one after the other. They waited for a little distance before opening their mouths to Liao Muyang in front of him.

"Tell me, you are such a good boy, where did you abduct it?"

Hearing the word abduction, Liao Muyang couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and spoke to the old man without a formality.

"Tsk, why do you like to use the word abduction? It sounds so bad."

The old man glanced at the eldest grandson who could guess what he was thinking by moving his fingers, and said angrily.

"With your sloppy look, it's good not to scare people and children away. I'm being polite to use the word crutch."

Hearing the old man's words, Liao Muyang smiled with his canine teeth on his face, and restrained his indecency.

Since the old man asked, Brother Liao felt that it was time to talk to the old man about the cause and effect.

After all, I brought them home, so it must be confirmed, and some things should be more rigorous.