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Tang Leran supported his cheeks as he sat in front of the table, and on the table, there were plate after plate of fragrant dishes. Once again, he couldn't help but wipe his saliva.

Tang Leran nodded his head, "That's right, uncle's cooking is just too fragrant."

Tang Yuhuan advised: "Even if you eat it, your mother will not blame you."

Such cute words made Tang Yuhuan want to hug Tang Leran tightly in his arms and pamper him. In fact, he did the same as well.

"Ah... How can our music be so lovely? "

"No, Uncle, you're hugging me so much, hurry up and put me down."

But no matter how much Tang Leran struggled or how much he protested, Tang Yuhuan finally let him go after hugging him for a long time. At this moment, Tang Leran had long felt that his life after a short four years of living was incomparably miserable.

"Alright, uncle still has a soup. I'll go cook it now and wait for mother with you, okay?"

"Alright... Uncle, you should hurry up and go in to make the soup. " Tang Leran was afraid that the other party would carry him again, so he immediately waved goodbye to Tang Yuhuan, as if he was afraid that Tang Yuhuan would not leave, and took the initiative to push Tang Yuhuan into the kitchen.

Tang Yuhuan was a little helpless, but he was pushed inside obediently.

However, before he went in, he still looked at the clock in the living room and asked in confusion, "Strange, your mother should be back soon. Even if the road from the company is congested, it should be here no matter what."

Just as he said that, a 'kacha' sound could be heard coming from the other side of the door. It was obviously the sound of the door being unlocked.

Tang Leran was immediately startled, and immediately jumped up as he exclaimed in shock. He hurriedly ran towards the door, and even shouted out as he ran: "Mom, Mom, you're finally back. I'm telling you, uncle has cooked many dishes … …"

The door opened, and the person who stood outside was indeed Tang Anmo, who immediately hugged Tang Anmo.

However, Tang Anmo, who was standing at the door, did not react the way Tang Leran had expected him to, or give him a very proactive and enthusiastic report like he usually did. Even when Tang Leran had hugged her, she still stood there silently.

Tang Leran hugged Tang Anmo's waist, and could not help but raise her head. "Mother?"

Tang Anmo's current head was lowered, making it impossible to see her appearance clearly. At this time, Tang Yuhuan had already sat down with the last of the soup, and placed it on the table. He then untied his apron as he walked towards the door.

"Strange, what are you all standing at the door for? Why aren't you guys coming in? We can start eating now."

"Uncle …" Mother, she … "

Tang Yuhuan's action paused, and he could not help but quickly walk to Tang Anmo's side. He bent down slightly, wanting to see the latter's face, but right at this moment, the originally silent Tang Anmo suddenly reached out and hugged Tang Yuhuan.

Instantly, she cried out. "Wuu …" Brother... "Woo woo woo woo …"

The apron over his body had not been completely removed, he was afraid that the grease on it would dirty Tang Anmo's clothes, and he immediately wanted to pull it away, but Tang Anmo held onto Tang Yuhuan's waist even more tightly, and buried his face completely in the dirty apron:

"Brother... What should I do... Brother... Just what does he want me to do … "

"End of life? What's the matter with you? " Tang Yuhuan was initially at a loss on what to do, but at this time, he also calmed down. His hand, which was originally placed at the side, was now behind Tang Anmo: "Alright, alright, stop crying, we're all mommy's people."

"You're crying so much, and you think Le Le is going to cry too? Alright, alright, stop crying."

Hearing Tang Leran's name, Tang Anmo released Tang Yuhuan, and revealed a miserable crying face. She looked at Tang Leran who was anxiously staring at them, and instantly squatted down, and hugged that little body tightly.

Her voice sounded like she was crying. Tang Leran slowly patted his mother: "Don't cry, mom. I'm here."

Tang Yuhuan stood at the side, looking at the mother and son crying together, he seemed to think of something, and a look of anger flashed past his eyes, but it was mostly out of helplessness. He stood there, watching them cry.

As the car drove out of the district, Xiao Li looked at the gloomy face of Lu Yanshen in the rearview mirror. After thinking for a while, he gently opened his mouth and asked: "Master Lu, do I need to take you home now?"

When no one answered, the backseat fell into a deathly silence.

Xiao Li could not help but gulp down his saliva. Looking at Lu Yanshen through the rearview mirror, he pondered for a moment before asking again: Let's go to Dragon Pool. "

The sudden voice startled Xiao Li, and his foot that was on the throttle almost slipped. Luckily he still managed to hold onto the steering wheel steadily, and placed all of his attention on the front: "Okay, Master Lu."

To Xiao Li, today was perhaps the longest day since he had become Lu Yanshen's driver. Of course, this was not about time, but about the various things that he had experienced since then.

If it was possible, Xiao Li wanted to make himself lose his memories, and forget about the conversation between Lu Yanshen and the back seat. The interaction between the two, the commotion between the two, and finally, the silent separation of the two.

His mind was in a mess, but it didn't affect the speed of the car. Soon, the car arrived at Dragon Pool.

This was the largest bar street in the city, and also the street where the city would never quieten down during the night.