Li Xuehao felt inexplicably confused. The bright moon formed flowers and put his ears on the door, as if he was listening to something.

After listening for several minutes, she breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and walked back to the bed.

"Sister Jiehua?" Li Xuehao vaguely guessed the reason why she did this, but with his six senses, if someone came upstairs, he would notice it immediately, but he didn't hear any sound at all.

"Hoji, it's already dawn, go back to your room." Mingyue Jiehua walked over, as if she was worried about something, and issued an order to expel the guest.

Although Li Xuehao knew very well that no one would come up, he was embarrassed to stay and put on his clothes and left the room.

After washing, he went downstairs. His parents had not yet gotten up, and it would take at least half an hour for the two of them to get up.

Taking advantage of this period, Li Xuehao started making breakfast. Today's breakfast was white porridge, fried dough sticks and buns. It was simple and cleared the stomach and intestines and was delicious. He also added spiritual mushroom crumbs.

The ingredients for making fried dough sticks and buns are ready-made. You don’t need to buy them, just make them by hand.

As the aroma of fried dough sticks and steamed buns spread, there was a movement in their parents' room and it came out soon after and headed straight into the kitchen. The two of them are now looking forward to three meals every day, which has become the most important thing for their day.

Seeing him frying the rolled noodles in boiling oil into golden brown, smelling the unbearable fried dough sticks, if the two of them hadn't brushed their teeth, they would have begun to rush to eat a few fried dough sticks that had been frying and drained the oil.

"I'll brush my teeth and wait for me!" My mother was so greedy that she ran to wash up.

"Hoji, do you like Chinese culture very much?" Makotohira, who had been Chinese for two consecutive days, even the breakfast was so thorough, asked casually.

"Yes." Li Xuehao responded while busy turning over the fried dough sticks in the boiling oil.

"Because my grandfather is Chinese?" Makazu Kohei continued to ask as he looked at his skillful movements.

"Probably," Li Xuehao replied ambiguously.

"I also like Chinese culture. I will go there to see if I have time." Zhong Keping nodded, and suddenly his expression was a little strange. "I used the phone number with him several times, and every time he asked me to go to hongkong, do you think I should go?"

"Did you agree?" Li Xuehao asked without answering a question. He knew that the "he" his father was referring to his grandfather, the rich man from Hong Kong, Li Honghe, who was far away in Hong Kong.

"No, I want to ask for your opinion." Makazuhiro shook his head.

"My opinion is not important. If you want to go, I will definitely support you." Li Xuehao vaguely understood that his father's hesitation was to take care of his emotions. After all, he had expressed his disdain for his cheap grandfather's disdain for his wife and children.

Kenhei Makazu looked at him, as if he wanted to see what he said was a bit sincere, and finally shook his head and said, "Forget it, there is no hurry to do this anyway, let's talk about it later." This is obviously a troublesome thing, at least he frowned when he said it.

"If you are worried that I have ideas in my heart, there is no need to do so. Then you are your father after all, and you must also want to meet him." Li Xuehao is very open and judged by himself. People who lack fatherly love from childhood suddenly know where his father is. It is impossible to say that there is no idea. Even if there is resentment in his heart, they must also have desires.

"You are right. I really want to see him, but I want to question him more, why did he pretend to be missing for decades and never went back to see his mother. Do you know that her mother has been waiting for him in the countryside? She has always believed that he would come back." As Makoto said, her tone became excited, and some blue veins appeared on her forehead.

This was the first time Li Xuehao saw him showing such a completely different expression than usual gentleness. He was very pleased to comfort him, but he didn't know how to speak. After thinking about it, he changed the topic: "Father, have you called grandma recently? How is her body? Is she still as healthy as before?"

Makoto Hirai returned to his normal expression and glared at him and said, "Boy, how long has it been since you went back to see grandma?"

Speaking of this, Li Xuehao felt a little embarrassed: "I was going to go for the summer vacation, but you called me to the United States..."

Before he could continue to make excuses, Makoto Kyohei interrupted: "If you go back this time, go see your grandma. The time to go to Korea will be postponed by one week."

"Okay." Faced with the "power" of my father, Li Xuehao had no choice but to agree, "Have you told my grandmother about grandfather?"

"Not yet." Makazuhiro shook his head, "It's up to you to go back this time."

"Me?" Li Xuehao smiled bitterly, "I shouldn't have a say in this kind of thing. Father, you can actually call and tell grandma."

"Do you think I don't want to say it? There were times when I called, but..." Makazuhiro sighed.

"Are you afraid that grandma will be sad?" Li Xuehao guessed what he thought.

"After all, my mother has been waiting for him for more than 30 years. If she knew the truth, she would definitely be very sad." said Makazuhira.

"Then why do you still need me to say this?" Li Xuehao said with a wry smile. Is this clearly asking him to be this evil man?

"Because your grandmother, my mother, she loves you the most. If you are by your side, you will not be so sad. You will also comfort her, right?" Makoto Kyohira said lightly, and he didn't need to be a villain. Of course, he would not hurt his back when he stood up and spoke.

"I understand, I will choose the time to say it." Li Xuehao agreed. In addition to the reasons mentioned by his father, it is indeed better for him, because with him, even if the old man can't stand the stimulation and sadness at that time, there will be no danger.

"Very good, Koji, you're grown up." Makazu Kohei patted his shoulder with relief.

Li Xuehao was speechless. When a villain just wanted to get his praise like "You have grown up" it seemed a bit worthwhile. Thinking of the situation when he met his grandfather who had abandoned his wife and children in Hong Kong, he suddenly moved in his heart: "My father, I actually think you should go to hongkong."

"Oh?" Makazuka looked at him in confusion.

"Do you know the wealth of that grandfather?" Li Xuehao asked.

"What do you want to say?" Makazuki frowned.
Chapter completed!