Luo Yanxiao looks at his mother walking in front of him, and his heart is slightly sour.

Mingming has some strange parents. He is not at home all the year round. He didn't accompany him much when he was growing up.

But when he saw his mother's thin figure and some gray hair, he felt sour and uncomfortable.

Luo's mother is walking in front with her bag. She doesn't see Luo Yanxiao. She turns her head and looks over.

He found that his son was still standing at the door. "Why are you still in a daze? Go home quickly. Your father and I brought you seafood. It's a friend of ours who went to the sea and fished it in the sea. It's fresh and delicious."

Luo Yanxiao looked at his mother happy with the children, his eyes flashed, "Ai, I just want you to bring me something delicious, I'm hungry."

"In the past two years, your father has learned to cook several dishes and noodles for you."

Luo Yanxiao is a little surprised, "my father can cook?"

His father's thought is a bit feudal. His father was trained as an inheritor when he was young. His ability is good, but he doesn't cook or cook.

I haven't seen you for more than a year. How can his father learn how to cook?

Looking at Luo Yanxiao's surprise, Luo's mother explained: "we didn't celebrate your birthday two years ago. He once saw the state of your friends. He didn't learn how to make noodles. Today, our family ate together and bought you a cake for your birthday. Didn't he want to eat noodles? Longevity noodles. "

Luo Yan Xiao surprised, suddenly feel the eyes also sour, there is an impulse to cry.

Luo's mother looked at Luo Yanxiao and said, "son, don't blame us as parents. We are too busy these years, and we don't know how to take care of you. Maybe we are old, and suddenly we understand some truth. At this time, we want to make up for you, and we don't know..."

Luo Yanxiao came forward and hugged his mother's shoulder, "Mom, I will accompany my parents more in the future."

Say, Luo Yan Xiao and mother entered the house, he can't wait to go to the kitchen.

He was surprised to see his father busy in the kitchen, wearing an apron and cooking at home.

It's not like you're seeing your father.

"Dad

Luo's father was cooking noodles when he suddenly heard a voice. He turned his head and saw that his eyes were all bright. "Child, are you back?"

Luo Yan Xiao's throat rolled, "Dad, how can you cook in person?"

"On your birthday, dad wants to cook some dishes for you, and our family will have a good meal."

When a father is not very good at expressing his inner feelings, he always has to order and give his son something to eat.

Luo Yanxiao's heart is full of waves.

He was a little excited and a little happy.

I think it's just like home, and it's what he looked forward to when he was a child.

But his parents are really old, and his father has white hair.

Before the back straight, now the back is a little bent.

"Dad, I'll help you. I'll give you what you need."

"There are only noodles left. You can eat them when you're cooked. You're going to sit outside for a while. You must be very tired when you just come back. Your mother and I wanted to go to school to see you, but you said we'd better eat at home if we went home."

"Well, it's good to be at home."

Luo Yanxiao felt at home at this time.

It turned out that he was really relaxed. He also forgot that today was his birthday. Unexpectedly, he forgot, but his parents remembered.

He also remembers that a few years ago, every time he had a birthday, he received gifts from his parents, but they were all sent home. He didn't take them seriously. He always felt that he didn't want to see birthday gifts without his parents.

But this time, he realized that his parents always remember his birthday.