Chapter 508： Father and daughter have the same taste

Just as he was talking, Ling Chunhua held a glass of water and put it in front of Shao Lin in a dignified manner.

"Grandpa, drink water."

Hearing Ling Chunhua's address, Shao Lin's smile froze slightly.

These years, he has been celibate, time flies, and he doesn't feel old.

But all of a sudden, he had an extra daughter, a son-in-law, and a niece and granddaughter who had grown to his thigh. He seemed to be old all of a sudden.

"Your name is Chunhua, right? Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The current Ling Chunhua has changed a lot compared to last year, her facial features have grown a lot, her eyebrows and eyes are lively, her face is like a jade plate, and she smiles like a flower, beautiful and lovable.

Shao Lin couldn't help touching her head, "How old are you?"

"Seven years old."

"Well, are you in school yet?"

"I will start the first grade in September."

Ling Jiang came in with a dish, and when he saw Shao Lin chatting with his daughter, a smile appeared on his face.

"Children don't know anything about the family, don't take it offended by in-laws."

Shao Lin smiled and said, "No, Chunhua is very sensible and polite."

"Don't praise her, she will be up in the sky after a while."

As soon as Ling Jiang finished speaking, he got a stare from his daughter, "You have a tail!"

Ling Jiang patted her on the back of the head fondly, "In front of my uncle and grandpa, don't be unruly and go to the kitchen to serve food."

"Got it, don't keep touching my head."

"I made my in-laws laugh at me."

"My daughter, she should be more lively and cute."

Looking at Ling Chunhua's angry back, Shao Lin couldn't help showing envy on his face.

When Momo was this big, she must have been cuter than now, right? Alas, it's a pity that he will never have the chance to see him in this life.

Today is an important day for Yunmo's college entrance examination, and the meals are a bit richer than usual.

Three meat and three vegetables, plus a loofah fried egg soup.

In fact, there were originally two meat dishes, but because of Shao Lin's arrival, Ling Chuan added another dish of stir-fried bacon.

Shao Lin ate less of other dishes, and only had a bite, but he only preferred tomato scrambled eggs and sweet and sour pork ribs.

Even Ling Jiang couldn't help asking: "My father-in-law, do you like sweet dishes?"

Shao Lin swallowed the food in his mouth, put down his chopsticks before replying: "Yes, my taste has been sweet since I was a child."

"Oh, then your taste is the same as that of your younger siblings. Your younger siblings also like sweets. You are worthy of father and daughter."

Hearing that Yunmo also likes sweet dishes, Shao Lin was a little surprised, "Momo, do you also like sweet dishes?"

"Um."

Yun Mo glanced at Shao Lin, then at Huang Zhiqiu.

She thought just now that Shao Lin ate tomato scrambled eggs and sweet and sour pork ribs were Huang Zhiqiu's handicrafts, and she ate them between them. It took a long time because of the taste.

She doesn't know what the original owner's taste is. Anyway, her taste was sweet in her previous life, and she still has the same taste here.

Yunmo still has an exam in the afternoon, so she went back to her room to rest after eating.

Ling Jiang cleaned up the dishes and the kitchen, while Huang Zhiqiu and Ling Chuan drank tea with Shao Lin in the main room.

Ling Chuan is not a person without eyesight. Seeing that Shao Lin and Huang Zhiqiu had something to say, he quickly got up and went to the warehouse under the pretext of being busy with work.

There is a wall between the main room and Yunmo's bedroom. Worried that it would affect his daughter's rest, Huang Zhiqiu took Shao Lin to her daughter's study.

"This is Momo's study."

Seeing Shao Lin looking around curiously, Huang Zhiqiu explained, "Go and sit on the coffee table over there."

"it is good."

Compared to the warmth and cuteness of ordinary girls' study rooms, Yunmo's study room looks more like an office.

In the middle is a large mahogany desk, behind the desk is a whole wall of antique racks.

There are not many books on the shelves, but more documents, materials, and a few decorative items.

With the desk as the center, there are tea tables and chairs on the left, which looks like a reception area, and easels, painting tools, paints, etc. are placed on the right.

Shao Lin walked to the easel, stopped to admire an unfinished sketch on the easel.

"Zhiqiu, is this drawn by Momo? Momo usually likes to draw?"

"This is the design draft she drew a few days ago, and it hasn't been finished yet."

Shao Lin was a little surprised, "Momo is studying design?"

"No, we opened a bamboo weaving factory, and Momo will draw some design sketches when she is free. Now the gift box orders received by the factory are all designed by Momo."

After hearing what Huang Zhiqiu said, Shao Lin realized that the sketch on the drawing paper was a bamboo gift box.

After watching the study room, Shao Lin followed Huang Zhiqiu to the coffee table and sat down.

Looking at the demure and beautiful side face of the other party, Shao Lin couldn't help feeling and sighing in his heart.

"Zhiqiu, you should have brought Momo to me earlier, you know who I am..."

"I have no idea."

Huang Zhiqiu interrupted him, those almond eyes similar to Yunmo looked at him calmly.

"I went back to the hostel from the countryside, and everyone told me that you took Yuan Jia away. I thought I was not a good person, I hated you and blamed you, but after Momo was born, I didn't care I was full of resentment and hatred, and I only thought about how to raise her up every day, find more food for her, and make her dress warmer. Until..."

Seeing Huang Zhiqiu suddenly shed tears without warning, Shao Lin flusteredly took out a handkerchief and handed it over.

Huang Zhiqiu didn't take his handkerchief, but gently wiped away the tears on his face with the back of his hand.

"When I knew that the daughter I had worked so hard to raise for 18 years was not my own, and she ran back to her biological family without even leaving a word, I felt like my sky was falling apart.

During that time, I hated myself, I hated you, and I hated God for being unfair to me, making me go through so many ups and downs and sufferings.

But later, Momo came back, the first time I saw her, I came back to life again, she didn't blame me for losing her at all, she was sensible, filial and considerate, a thousand times better than the adopted daughter who ran away from home Ten thousand times.

I am very grateful to God, thank you for sending Momo back to me. Since then, I have decided to let go of my knot, and also decided to forgive you and the past.

Because Momo brings me much more happiness and joy than the pain and hatred you bring me. People don’t have everything, and they don’t have nothing. It’s enough for me to have Momo and one daughter, so , Mingzhi, I don't hate you, and I don't blame you. "

In Shao Lin's position and identity, he is used to intrigue, and also sees through human nature.

But he knew that what Huang Zhiqiu said came from the bottom of his heart, without any adulteration.

Shao Lin couldn't move his face, his always warm but penetrating eyes were moist with water.

"Zhiqiu, you are still the same as before. You are very kind, but you are tough and stubborn in your heart. In fact, before I came here, I imagined that if you were not so stubborn and strong, if you promised me to go back to the capital with me from the beginning, there would be no relationship between us." It will be like this.

But just now, I realized that my thinking was completely wrong, you are you, and it was these qualities of yours that attracted my attention back then.

I'm sorry that I hurt you, although that was not my intention, but I will try my best to make it up to you.

At the same time, I am also very grateful to you for giving birth to Momo and raising her. I am also a father and know how difficult it is to raise children well. You are amazing. "

The sentence "I am also a father" made Huang Zhiqiu's mood complicated.

Before she could ask, Shao Lin took the initiative to confess, "Zhiqiu, Yuan Jia and I are not what you think..."