When Tang Huanxi woke up in a daze, with the faint aroma of food lingering on his nose, he hurriedly jumped out of bed, opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.
"Dad, didn't I say I wouldn't let you cook? Why did you go down to cook again?"
Tang Huanxi went downstairs and walked directly to the living room, but was surprised to find that Tang Guohua was sitting on the sofa watching TV. The dining table was filled with food, and the sound of pots and pans could be heard from time to time in the kitchen.
"dad……"
Tang Huanxi stood blankly in the living room, her beautiful eyes fixed on the figure busy in the kitchen.
"Who is your name?"
Lu Fan walked out of the kitchen with a grin on his face, holding steaming vegetable porridge in his hand.
At the breakfast table, Tang Guohua looked at Lu Fan and Tang Huanxi for a while, and then just drank porridge without saying anything.
Tang Huanxi and Lu Fan didn't say a word.
I just gave Lu Fan a fried dough stick.
Then, I heard Tang Guohua humming on the side: "A branch of spring is decorated with thick flowers, and the shadows are half-light on the Xiaoxiang moon... The songs and children's clothes are soft in the wind, and the hairpins are messy in the morning and cold."
Lu Fan knew what Tang Guohua was doing when he got up early in the morning. It was just that when he went to the bedroom to see Tang Huanxi coming out, he happened to see him coming out of the bedroom. He looked at Lu Fan and then at Lu Fan, who was sleeping in the bedroom.
Tang Huanxi in Fan's room... and then something didn't feel right the whole morning.
Lu Fan was too lazy to explain and felt that there was no need to explain.
How can a husband sleep with his wife and have to explain it to outsiders?
What's more, the two of them haven't slept together yet.
But Tang Huanxi couldn't help it any longer and glanced at Tang Guohua: "Dad, do you want to eat? You've already run away like this, and you're not going to let anyone eat?"
He still had the cold tone that would repel people thousands of miles away, and there was no expression on his face, but his tone was much softer, with a hint of reproach.
But Tang Guohua didn't care at all, and said with a smile: "What's wrong? With the support of my husband, even I dare to take care of it now. Your mother has been away from home for the past two days and still doesn't let me clean up..."
Speaking of this, Tang Guohua said curiously: "You said your mother was going to attend some class reunion. It took about two days. She should be back today. She won't have fun until tomorrow. She didn't even reply to the phone call.
"
"dad……"
Tang Huanxi's expression changed and he was about to defend himself.
"It's okay. I saw my mother yesterday. She said she was going to the surrounding cities with someone. She paid the money, so it wouldn't be a bad thing if she didn't go, right?"
Lu Fan smiled and said, "Besides, there is nothing wrong with Huanxi staying at home with you."
Tang Guohua nodded: "Let's put it this way, after so many years together, whether it was fighting or making trouble, I used to think she was nagging, but now that she is gone, I really feel a little uncomfortable."
"And you said you were going out to play, why didn't you even answer the phone..."
Tang Guohua muttered a few times, then put down his chopsticks and walked away shakily.
After a period of repair, Tang Guohua's leg injury has improved a lot. He can walk slower and does not use a wheelchair.