Chapter 627

When I wanted to be an adult, Huo Tinggui wanted me to be a little child in his arms and spoiled me all his life.

Because only children don't have any trouble.

And Huo Tinggui hoped I didn't have any trouble.

"I'm a mother of two children. If I go out and look like a child, aren't you afraid of others laughing at me?" I said.

Huo Tinggui touched my head. "There's no good joke. It's too late for them to envy. It's a blessing to have such a good husband in my last life."

With this sentence, I immediately stood up, "why so narcissistic, I did a lot of good things in my last life, so God rewarded me to be a child in this life."

"Yes, I reward you for having such a husband and pet you as a child." If Huo stops and returns, he will correct it.

I turned my eyes at him, "then I have such a narcissistic husband, which may be deliberately arranged by God. Let me not be happy too early. There will be gains and losses?"

"Maybe so," Huo Tinggui didn't refute me and nodded along with my words, "otherwise, how can you be clearly by my side? I still let you be hurt many times by others like that?"

"Don't say that." This time it's my turn to correct, "you're very good. No one can compare. Life can't be smooth. It's interesting only when there are ups and downs."

After talking to Huo Tinggui for a while, I went to prepare lunch boxes for Huo's father.

He ate very little, and almost sighed with one mouthful, "he really has no appetite."

"If you eat a little more, you can't break your body." I advised.

Hang on, Dad Huo ate half a bowl of rice again. He really couldn't eat any more.

I didn't force it. I handed him a cup of warm water. "Dad Huo, you'd better go back to Li residence tonight and have a rest. We'll go back to the funeral home tomorrow morning to preside over Jiang Lai's funeral."

"I don't want to come tomorrow." Huo's father said.

In my surprised eyes, he explained, "it's really uncomfortable for me to watch ginger cremated, become a pile of ashes, and then buried in the soil. When I'm old, what I'm most afraid of is these life and death."

Mr. Huo's father is not ready to really see off Jiang.

I'm not reluctant, "then you'll be at home tomorrow. When you're ready, I'll accompany you to the cemetery and see Jiang alone."

"OK." Dad Huo nodded, "Shen An, thank you for your understanding."

I smiled at Mr. Huo, "I'm your daughter-in-law. Understanding your mind is what I should do, and taking care of you is what I should do, so don't thank you, Mr. Huo. We are a family."

"Yes, family." Dad Huo nodded slightly.

The look in his turbid eyes gradually deepened. After a long pause, he sighed again. "There are always people leaving this family. I'm not easy to look forward to the addition of new members, but it's empty. You say, is God punishing me for being too presumptuous when I was young, so now punish me for being lonely when I'm old?"

That's too serious.

"Dad Huo, you're not alone at all. You still have us. Besides, life is a journey full of farewell. It's enough for us to meet them, leave good memories and let them live in their own hearts."

"Probably... Enough." Dad nodded.

I didn't drive until nightfall to take Huo's father and others back to Li residence.

As for Huo Tinggui and Su Xiangyang, they went to the hotel near the funeral home, mainly responsible for taking care of Jiang Lai's parents.

We went back to Li residence in two ways. Ganlu had already taken two children home and was making puzzles on the sofa.

Seeing us coming back, he nuzui toward the dining room, "I don't think I have anything to eat in the funeral home? It's just that today's nursery teaches cooking. I learned borscht soup and tried it. "

Lawyer Liu's jaw almost fell to the ground in surprise. "Did you make borscht soup? You? Don't you even know how to take a kitchen knife? "

"Not before. Don't you know how to study? Besides, now borscht soup is on the table. You'll know if you try it."

With that, Ganlu forced Lawyer Liu to drink borscht soup.

Lawyer Liu thought it must be dark food and refused to eat anything. As a result, when he opened his mouth to refute, he was directly poured into half a bowl of manna.

"Ah... It's hard... It's delicious. What immortal borscht soup is it? It's delicious, wife. Did you really make it?" Lawyer Liu was so surprised that his eyes were staring out.

Manna disdained to dial her hair, "nonsense, I didn't do it. Did you do it?"

"It's also delicious, young grandma and master Huo. You can try it, too. It's delicious." Lawyer Liu shouted.

His expression was so real that we all believed it.

He stepped forward and tasted it, only to find that he had been cheated.

Where is delicious, it is clearly very bad.

In order not to let himself bear the pain alone, Lawyer Liu can do such a thing.

Lawyer Liu obviously received our danger signal and quickly ran upstairs on the grounds of asking to teach manna secrets.

Aunt song and I looked at each other, looking forward to manna's eyes, we could only swallow it reluctantly, "OK, very good."

"Yeah, I knew it was delicious. Take your time. There's not enough in the pot." Manna is happier and happier.

I quickly waved my hand, "no, actually I don't have any appetite. It's enough to eat these."

"Give me another bowl." Ruan Tang stretched out his bowl.

She drank a bowl of borscht soup that was full just now!

That's too strong!

Ganlu happily took the bowl to the kitchen and planned to give Ruan Tang another bowl.

Taking advantage of this Kung Fu, I stretched out my hand and pulled Ruan Tang's arm. "Just drink a little. Don't really support it. What about diarrhea in half a night?"

"Don't you all feel good?" Ruan Tang blinked and asked me.

This question almost confused me.

Ruan Tang clearly drank with us just now. Why can't he drink that bowl of borscht soup? It's hard to drink?

Or is it that Ruan Tang's bowl just now is an exception. It tastes good, so he wants the second bowl?

What's the difference between things cooked in the same pot?

Just thinking, manna came out with a bowl, "come on, drink more."

Ruan Tang picked up the spoon and began to drink. He didn't change his face. He couldn't see whether he hated it or liked it.

At the risk of being eaten to death, I picked up the spoon and took a bite from Ruan Tang's bowl.

It's still terrible!

Ruan Tang can eat so without changing his face. Is it difficult that there is any distortion in the taste buds?