Chapter 1310: Bureau (5)

After all, he has an unshirkable responsibility as a big brother.
He is not a qualified big brother.
Every time I think about the things of Muzixi, he can't restrain himself from self-blame. Over the years, it is also the embarrassment of the heart. He only doubled Muling Tianmu Ling's poems, so good, even his own. The son of Mu Chenchen will be ignored by him...
However, this is so, and still can not fill the heart of the apology for Muzixi.
At this point, he admires Tang Chuan even less than his son Mu Xichen --
Although Mu Chenchen is cold and ruthless, but for this kind of feelings, it is very cherished, very careful to care...
"Dad, don't worry, I know. It's so late, you just got off work, you must be hungry, go back to dinner."
Mu Lingshi can also see the exhaustion of Mu Tangchuan's eyebrows, and now it is also somewhat distressing.
Mu Tangchuan smiled and looked at Mu Ling poem very lovingly. "Fortunately, see what Dad brought to you?"
As he spoke, the mystery of his face raised his arm, Mu Lingshi soon saw a food box in his hand, and now he was surprised and stared.
Mu Tangchuan quickly put the food box on the counter in front of him, and opened the food box, a rich fragrance suddenly filled, Mu Lingshi enjoyed the smell and couldn’t help but rejoice. The exclamation came out --
"The snail duck's paw!"
This is a dish that Mu Lingshi loved when he was a child. It is also a favorite dish of Mu Tangchuan, but at home, Zhuang Shurong does not give them to the father and the daughter. The reason is that it is not hygienic! And this dish is very spicy and delicious. Mu Tangchuan's stomach is not very good. With the word 'hot', Zhuang Shurong is almost forbidden.
Mu Lingshi now thinks that he may have not eaten this dish for several years.
"Your mother is very strict. I bought the materials secretly. I borrowed the kitchen in the cafeteria to see if it was enough. The peppers are quite large. You can eat spicy food. Try it. Dad's authentic snails. Duck's paw! But don't tell your mom, or she's got her temper, how do you get rid of me? You know."
Mu Tangchuan said with a smile, while carefully pouring out the things inside.
Mu Ling Shi took advantage of Mu Tangchuan, who was busy with her life. Her heart couldn’t help but warm up. Suddenly, she couldn’t help but feel a sour throat. She didn’t talk, she quietly looked at Mu Tangchuan, who was busy. When the tip of his eye found a few silver filaments in his spiritual ink, he secretly took a deep breath.
"Come, try, have you not eaten for years? I have inquired with the doctor, and it is okay to eat."
Mu Tangchuan handed the good bowl to Mu Lingshi.
The sorrow and grief of Mu Ling’s poetry was soaring, and he reached out and said,
Thank you, Dad...

"Well, eat it."
Mu Tangchuan smiled and took back his hand. He sat down straight and looked at him silently.
"Dad, when did you have so much white hair on your head?"
Mu Lingshi was silent for a long time, bowed his head and took a soup, whispered.
Wen Yan, Mu Tangchuan smiled and smiled. "I have already had it. I have been looking at it for 60 years this year. Your eldest brother is also thirty-two in this year. The years are not forgiving. It’s all old.

"Dad has always been so young in my eyes."
Mu Lingshi listened, and for a long time, only a few hoarse words were said.
"If you don't accept the old, you can't do it. The world at this time should still belong to your young people. You and Amo, and Ah Chen and your nephew, summer night, you can have a wonderful life. Ling Shi, the world is actually very Big, you have to go out, or you will think that this is the whole world, this is a constant life. Work, travel, your time is very abundant, there are many, you have to go out and understand, understand?"
Mu Tangchuan naturally knows the situation of Mu Lingshi from Mu Chenchen and the doctor. Right now, the most undesired thing is that Mu Lingshi will be the same as Muzixi at the beginning, so he will be so enlightened.
Mu Ling’s poems were stuffed with a sour bamboo shoot in his mouth. After a pause, he muttered.
I know, Dad... Don’t worry, Mu Ling’s poem is Mu Ling’s poem, and her temper will follow Her parents, with her big brother, are a strong person and can't think of it."
Mu Tangchuan listened, this was nodded with satisfaction, and the big hand stretched out and touched the head of Mu Ling’s poem. "Well, that dad will not talk nonsense, you are this kind of temper, and you will follow your mother. You Mom is such a powerful person. There are not many people who have won her in these years. You are with her, this is a good thing."
Feeling the light touch from the head, Mu Ling's poetry is very soft, but the sourness in the throat is flooding. Finally, some uncontrollable eyes are hot, and the long eyelashes are wet. She is low-eyed. Effortlessly blinked, nodded silently, but could not say a word...
"Tasty?"
Mu Tangchuan asked in a low voice.
Mu Lingshi raised his gaze and looked at Mu Tangchuan, whining, "It’s delicious, this is the best thing I have ever eaten..."
"too spicy?"
I found that Mu Ling’s poetry had some wet eyes. Mu Tangchuan quickly poured a cup of warm water on her.
Come, drink some water.

Mu Lingshi shook his head and choked a few times. Suddenly he put a bowl of chopsticks and hugged him toward Mu Tangchuan. He cried his voice with a voice--
"dad--"
The low-pitched crying was like a helpless little girl who lost her way. The tears of the bean slid down the beautiful little face, and the shoulders of Mu Tangchuan’s shirt were soaked in a while.
Mu Tangchuan did not speak, but took a deep breath. For a long time, she raised her hand and patted her shoulder. "Don't be sad, everything will be fine. There are parents, there is your big brother, huh?"
Mu Ling’s poems were filled with tears and nodded hard.
Dad, I am not so capricious in the future. I must do a good daughter with you, and Amo will be a good son-in-law. Our family has always been and And the United States and the United States, nothing is more important than our family's happiness and well-being, Dad..."
Mu Tangchuan listened, and my heart was quite feeling. "Good... good..."
"Hurry and eat, it's cold."
"Well, it's delicious, Dad, can you always give it to me in the future?"
"Of course, but you have to take care of your mother. She seems to have arrived in the menopause recently. It is getting tighter and tighter."
Mu Tangchuan couldn't help but say.
Wen Yan, Mu Ling Shi is a smile, raised his hand and wiped a tear on his face, smiled. "Dad, your relationship with your mother is really good! I hope that after we are old, we can also be like you and mom. !"
"The old husband is an old wife, and she still has a good relationship. She has not abandoned me recently."
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