Leng Yihuang's attitude was so good, which made Lin Xiaomi a little embarrassed.
After all, he is Leng Junlin's father.
Leng Yihuang saw her pursed her lips and said nothing, her brows and eyes softened, and the arc of her mouth was a little self-deprecating.
"I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it. I have a cold temper and never know how to get along with him. If my wife is still there, she must be the best lubricant between our father and son, but now... Leng Junlin's temper A little naughty, but he listens to you very much, I sincerely hope that you can teach me."
Seeing that he was really asking, Lin Xiaomi smiled and said, "I don't have a son either, and I don't really know how to get along with children, but in my opinion, Junlin is very obedient. As long as you are patient, usually Spend a little more time with him, and the relationship between you will definitely improve."
"For another example, you don't want Leng Junlin to call him by his full name. With so many births, Junlin must have a nickname, right?"
Hearing this, Leng Yihuang's expression suddenly became a little subtle: "Ergou?"
"What?"
"He was born prematurely and was very weak when he was born. His great-grandmother heard that a poor child is easy to support, so she gave him the nickname Ergou."
Just as he was talking, Leng Junlin ran out of the bathroom after washing his face. Seeing them chatting happily, he was afraid that Leng Yihuang would speak ill of him while he was away. Who knows, just as he ran over, he ran into Leng Yihuang Bright smiling eyes.
It can be regarded as looking at him with a pleasant face: "Ergou, why don't you wipe your face."
As soon as Lin Xiaomi turned her head, she saw Leng Junlin's wet face and ran out.
puff-
She couldn't hold back, burst out laughing.
It's hard to imagine that in today's society, there are still people who would give their children such a name.
Leng Junlin's expression can be described as frightened, especially when he saw Lin Xiaomi smiling, he suddenly felt that he had lost face in front of Lin Xiaomi, and with a "wow", he really cried this time.
Leng Yihuang looked at Lin Xiaomi innocently, and said, "I forgot, after he is three years old, no one is allowed to call him by that name."
Lin Xiaomi: "..."
This meal was a mess. Lin Xiaomi always ate less. Leng Junlin, who can eat two bowls of rice on weekdays, cried twice tonight because of real and fake, but couldn't eat it. She only ate one bowl, but Leng Yihuang refilled her meal twice and ate almost all the three dishes and one soup she had prepared.
Lin Xiaomi looked at the CD on the table a little bit dumbfounded, and finally knew who Leng Junlin, a chubby man, could inherit.
Lin Xiaomi made him a cup of scented tea, put it in his hand, and started to clean up the dishes.
Leng Yihuang ate to his heart's content, and the taste of the food was the same as before. In the past four years, he had changed countless cooks and they couldn't cook this taste.
"Let me come, it's not good to eat and drink for free." Leng Yihuang also followed Lin Xiaomi into the kitchen.
How can Lin Xiaomi let him do the dishes: "You go out to accompany Junlin, these are all things you are used to, and it will be fine in a while."
Leng Yihuang stepped forward to take the bowl in her hand, but Lin Xiaomi dodged subconsciously, but Leng Yihuang directly grabbed her little hand.
She jerked back, and slammed her body against his chest firmly, it looked as if Leng Yihuang was holding her in his arms from behind.
Leng Yihuang lowered his head and took a deep breath in her hair calmly: "Let me come, give me a chance to show off, I still have something to ask for your help."
Lin Xiaomi's body froze slightly, and her breath was filled with the clear smell of his body. This sudden closeness made her heart skip a beat.
After all, Leng Yihuang's first impression on her was not very good. She just wanted to hide, but who knew that Leng Yihuang had let go of her, separated her with his arms, rolled up his cuffs and started washing dishes in front of the faucet.
This detached appearance made Lin Xiaomi feel that just now he judged the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
At the same time, Lin Xiaomi also has her own plans. She hasn't found a suitable opportunity to tell him about the interviews with their magazine. Now, he has something to ask her for help. Isn't this a good opportunity
"What's up?"
"I also thought about it just now. Maybe I do have some problems in educating children. I want to change the relationship between our father and son. I want to ask you for help. I don't know if you are willing."
"Of course I would." Lin Xiaomi was very willing to do things that would make Leng Junlin happy.
"Then where do you think I should start to change? Why don't you start with cooking? I like to eat your dishes when I see King's Landing. Why don't you teach me? I think the beef tenderloin with green peppers you cooked today It’s very delicious, and I want to make a plate for King’s Landing myself.”
Leng Yihuang's attitude greatly exceeded Lin Xiaomi's expectations. She had already seen that the relationship between their father and son was a bit rusty. If Leng Yihuang was willing to change, then Leng Junlin would be happy.
"No problem, it's actually very simple. I'll teach you how to do it tomorrow." After finishing speaking, Lin Xiaomi suddenly thought: "By the way, you shouldn't stay in Liancheng for too long, right? When are you leaving?"
"I'm planning to take a vacation and live here for a while. I've already rented the house next door. I haven't taken him on a trip since King's Landing was born. Let's take him on vacation this time, not what you told me before. Is it? I also need to spend more time with him, I think my father is not very conscientious in what he usually does. "
Lin Xiaomi originally heard him say that he had rented the room next door, and she still had a strange feeling in her heart, but now she heard his tone of self-blame and guilt, and couldn't help but said: "Actually, you have done a good job, you alone It is very hard work for a big man to take care of a child, in fact... have you ever thought about finding someone to help you?"
Leng Yihuang put the washed dishes and chopsticks away. Hearing this, he looked up at her and said as if swearing: "I only have my wife in my heart. Even if she is not here, no one can take her place."
Lin Xiaomi's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, and he watched him for a moment. For some reason, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
She thought that she might be a little envious of his deceased wife.
After all, there are not many people in this world who are as affectionate as him.
After a while, Lin Xiaomi remembered what Leng Junlin said before. Didn't he say that his father wanted to find him a stepmother
In fact, the reason why she asked so many questions was a little cautious. The magazine wanted to interview Leng Yihuang, so she could get some information from him first and dig out the most valuable interview materials.
"Your wife is really happy."
Leng Yihuang smiled slightly, with a bitter look on his face: "Really? But she cruelly left me and Junlin behind."