Ye Lingfeng looked unhappy, and Porridge slid down the slide, ran to him, tilted his head and asked: "Uncle Zuowen, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing the little girl, Ye Lingfeng's expression instantly improved, and he asked with a smile: "Qi Zhou, let me ask you a question, who is more important in your heart, me or Qin Lie?"

As he said this, he looked at her eagerly and winked at her, almost writing "Choose me" on his face.

He never thought about it. He didn't even think about it. Without any hesitation, he said directly: "Of course my father is important."

One is a father and the other is an uncle who owes money. How can this be compared?

Ye Lingfeng felt like he had been stabbed in the heart, fast and hard, and it hurt.

He stroked his heart, shook his head and said: "Qi Zhou, you can't do this. Your emotional intelligence is a bit low. You should say it's just as important."

Congee looked at him, pursed her lips, her face suddenly became serious, and she said seriously: "I owe you uncle, it's wrong to teach children to lie. Besides, I'm five years old, not a three-year-old."

Don't treat her like a three-year-old!

Ye Lingfeng felt his heart ached even more.

My little girl won’t even lie to him, I’m so sad.

Porridge looked at him, stepped forward and patted his leg, sighing arrogantly, looking at him like an ignorant child, "Uncle, you are already an adult, it's time for you to mature."

After saying that, he shook his head and ran to play again.

Oh, what a headache.

Ye Lingfeng looked at her with tears in his eyes. The girls he promised were all little cotton-padded jackets. Why did his cotton-padded jacket only warm others and only fan him?

Ignoring his thoughts, Congee played like crazy all morning. When noon arrived, her stomach was as accurate as the alarm clock and started to grumble. She ran to Ye Lingfeng, touched her belly and said, "I owe you uncle, I'm hungry."

Speaking of this, Ye Lingfeng suddenly became energetic.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat something delicious."

"Don't spend too much money. I'll eat everything, as long as I'm full." Congee warned, still fearful of his lavishness.

"Yeah, don't worry." Ye Lingfeng patted his chest and said, "I know a restaurant that is delicious and cheap. I will take you to eat there today."

Is there anything like this?

Congee followed him curiously, and the route was so circuitous that she even wondered if he was going to sell her.

After walking for a while, we finally came to a small restaurant.

It's not big, but it's packed with people inside, and it's full of fireworks.

Porridge looked inside, moved his little nose, took a deep sniff, and said with bright eyes: "It smells so good!"

"I told you it was delicious." Ye Lingfeng walked forward, skillfully opened the small table leaning against the corner, sat down, and stretched his long legs a little awkwardly. He didn't mind at all, and raised his voice

Said: "Boss, please serve all your dishes."

Hearing this, the boss responded.

Porridge also sat down, smelling the aroma and was so greedy that his mouth watered.

Qin Er and the others looked at each other, then finally sat down and looked around curiously.

They have never been to such a small restaurant.

But it smells quite good, and judging from the price of the dishes on the wall, they are not expensive, only a few yuan each, and the portions on other tables are quite large.

"Uncle Ye, is there really no problem here? It won't hurt your stomach after eating it, right?" Qin Bei asked worriedly.

Just as Ye Lingfeng was about to answer, a hearty voice came over, "Don't worry, our whole family has mysophobia, and we have kept it clean. If you are worried, you can go to the kitchen and take a look."

The landlady said openly, and the apron she was wearing was clean.

Now, Qin Bei felt a little embarrassed.

Ye Lingfeng smiled and said, "Yes, the food here is home-cooked, and the boss is very conscientious. He has not raised the price in so many years."

Hearing this, the landlady looked over and stared at him for a while, then recognized him and said in surprise: "Young man, it's you. I haven't seen you in many years."

"Hey, do you know each other?" Qi Zhou asked curiously.

"Of course. This young man used to come to my place to eat. He may have eaten ten bowls of rice in one meal. I haven't seen such delicious food in so many years. I'm just impressed. By the way, young man, I

I remember your wife was pregnant at that time, where is the child? A boy or a girl?"

"Girl." Ye Lingfeng looked at Congee with gentle eyes and a smile on his face.

The landlady also looked over, and saw a soft little breasted dumpling sitting there. It made people feel soft just to look at it, and her eyes suddenly lit up, "This little girl is really handsome, she looks like her mother. Where is your wife? No.

Come?"

Hearing this, Ye Lingfeng was silent for a moment and said nothing.

Realizing something was wrong, the landlady hurriedly said: "I'm going to serve the food, just a moment."

Congee looked at Ye Lingfeng and saw his sad expression. After thinking for a while, he stretched out his chubby hand and patted the back of his hand gently.

Ye Lingfeng raised his eyes and saw his little girl looking at him worriedly. His heart softened for a moment, "It's okay."

He took a slight breath and calmed down. Without waiting for them to speak, he took the initiative and said, "You don't know yet, but I used to work nearby. Since we were close, I often brought Yaya over for dinner."

As he said that, he looked at Congee and said, "I already had you at that time. Your mother usually doesn't eat much, so her appetite suddenly improved at that time."

This was the first time that Qiuqiu heard him mention Anya after learning about her life experience. He was talking about the time when she was in Anya's belly. He couldn't help but become interested and listened with great interest.

Hearing this, he nodded and said: "That must be because I can eat it, and I have been able to eat it since I was a child!"

As she said this, she looked proud.

Ye Lingfeng was amused by her and touched her head, "Your mother said so too."

When Anya was mentioned, Churro blinked and couldn't help but move a small stool closer to him, "What else?"

She wants to hear it.

This was the first time that she took the initiative to get close to him. Ye Lingfeng's eyes lit up, as if he had found the password to get close to her.

He curled his lips and told everything about him and Anya.

"...Your mother is the most gentle and very strong. At that time, I was kicked out of the house by the Ye family. She followed me unswervingly and suffered a lot, but she never complained. She is really a

Very good person.”

As he spoke, his voice slowly dropped.

Congee was close to him, and she could clearly see the longing in his eyes.

She patted his knee with her little hand and said comfortingly: "It doesn't matter, uncle, I am here. I can find my aunt..." After a pause, she said, "I can find my mother's spirit body. When the time comes, you guys

We can still meet."

She wasn't very skilled at calling her mother, but she still called her.

Her father said that she died just to give birth to her. Regardless of whether she admitted that she owed her uncle or not, her mother had to admit it.
Chapter completed!