When the plate in the woman's hand fell down due to fright, Luo Ziling rushed forward with agility as if possessed by a god, and grabbed the falling plate.

The plate was so hot that he almost screamed.

Hurry up with the other hand, and after each hand holds a corner of the plate, it is finally not hot.

To his great satisfaction, the dishes on the plate did not fall out at all.

Hurry up and put the plate on the table.

While the plate was being placed, Luo Ziling wiped his eyes with his sleeve very quickly.

After wiping away the tears that were rolling down, he slowly turned around and faced the woman with red eyes.

Ling Ruonan had already stopped crying, and her tears were rolling down like a dam that had burst its embankment.

But she tried hard to laugh, but she couldn't laugh.

Luo Ziling also wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh either, and when the corners of his mouth were pulled to both sides, his tears flowed more happily, and he couldn't stop it.

Seeing that Luo Ziling was also in tears, Ling Ruonan couldn't control herself anymore and cried.

Luo Ziling wanted to walk over, wipe away the tears from her face for her, and then throw herself into her arms and call "Mom" loudly.

But in the face of Ling Ruonan, who was in tears, he felt that his legs seemed to be a thousand pounds, and he couldn't take a step, so he finally stood in place, just looking at Ling Ruonan who was crying more and more sad.

There were droplets of water hanging on my face, like rain, and then I felt droplets of water dripping from my feet in socks.

Luo Ziling knew that it was his own tears.

The man didn't dust off his tears, but he didn't get emotional.

Luo Ziling felt that the tears he shed just now were more than he could remember for more than ten years in the past.

When he was a child, no matter how much he was wronged or injured, he would never cry or shed tears.

When I grow up, I won't shed tears.

But today, he never thought he would cry, so he just stood and let the tears flow vigorously.

The mother and son stood at a distance of more than one meter, watching each other's tears rolling.

In the end, it was Ling Ruonan who came over first.

Ling Ruonan, who was crying with red eyes, stretched out his hand to lift the cuffs, and tilted his head to wipe Luo Ziling's tears.

"Ling'er, don't cry," she murmured softly while wiping her tears, "Don't cry, okay?"

Having said that, her own tears flowed even more.

For so many years, except for when Luo Ziling was taken away by her grandfather, she cried fiercely, and in the next nineteen years, before Luo Ziling came to Yanjing, she never shed a single tear in front of people. The tears shed today have already wet her clothes and apron, and if you measure it, it must be more than the tears that have been secretly shed in the past twenty years.

When Ling Ruonan wiped his tears with his sleeve, Luo Ziling wanted to call "Mom".

But after opening his mouth a few times, he still couldn't scream, and his mouth was full of salty bitterness.

"Don't cry, it's all my fault," Ling Ruonan tried hard to laugh, but she still couldn't laugh, and she couldn't stop her tears.

Luo Ziling turned around, pulled a stack of tissues from the dining table, and wiped the tears from Ling Ruonan's face.

Because he was crying too fiercely, Ling Ruonan's eyes were very red, and the area around his eyes was a little puffy.

Luo Ziling took out a few tissues, but he couldn't wipe the tears on Ling Ruonan's face.

In the end, Ling Ruonan snatched the tissue from his hand and wiped his eyes with the tissue that had wiped her eyes.

"Ling'er, don't cry, this is our home, mom is here, don't worry about anything. ”

Luo Ziling nodded lightly, trying to stop his tears.

Ling Ruonan lowered his head, wiped his eyes with a tissue, and then raised his head again, revealing a very ugly smile: "You sit down first, and I'll cook another soup." ”

As he spoke, ignoring Luo Ziling's reaction, he turned around and walked into the kitchen.

But when she walked into the kitchen, she couldn't stop crying again.

I smoked a bunch of papers, but I didn't wipe the tears from my eyes.

Luo Ziling's tears finally stopped, but he didn't sit down, but walked to the kitchen door and quietly watched Ling Ruonan wipe his eyes.

He saw that Ling Ruonan had wiped his eyes for two minutes before he began to stir-fry.

There is also a tomato egg soup, which is also Luo Ziling's favorite dish.

Ling Ruonan's shoulders were still shrugged when the soup was cooking, and she wiped her eyes from time to time, but she still couldn't control her emotions.

Luo Ziling stood behind her like this, watching quietly.

This woman who has haunted her for twenty years, the woman she is closest to but has never seen since she was sensible, when she stood in front of him today, he still felt unreal.

He barely blinked, afraid that if he blinked, the woman in front of him would disappear.

Ling Ruonan didn't turn around, she knew that Luo Ziling was standing behind her, she was afraid that Luo Ziling would see her crying red eyes after turning around, and she was even more afraid that Luo Ziling would shed tears again.

Of course, she also wants to cook all the dishes and accompany Luo Ziling to eat well.

While he is eating, watch him well and talk to him.

Soon, the tomato and egg soup was cooked, and when Ling Ruonan was about to bring it out, Luo Ziling, who had been watching it, immediately walked into the kitchen.

"I'll come," his tears had stopped, and he stepped forward quickly, grabbing the soup before Ling Ruonan.

Ling Ruonan had no choice but to let him, and after being stunned for a while, she took off her apron, took out a few tissues, wiped her eyes, and then followed Luo Ziling to the restaurant.

The table is full, eight dishes and one soup, very hearty.

"Sit down," Ling Ruonan finally showed a "smile" expression, "The dishes are cold." ”

"Hmm," Luo Ziling nodded and sat down very stiffly.

Ling Ruonan sat down beside him, picked up a pair of chopsticks, sandwiched a piece of lobster meat, a scallop, and put it in Luo Ziling's bowl.

"I heard your grandfather say what kind of food you like to eat, but I haven't burned it for a long time, I don't know how it tastes," Ling Ruonan handed the chopsticks into Luo Ziling's hand, and showed an ugly smile again, "You taste the taste first, by the way, do you want to drink?" There is old wine from Yuezhou." Let me have a drink with you. ”

"Hmm," Luo Ziling responded obediently, picked up a piece of lobster, put it in his mouth and bit it in.

It's just that he can't taste anything, and his taste buds have long been soaked with tears, and he has temporarily lost the function of tasting taste.

When Luo Ziling was eating, Ling Ruonan looked at him without blinking, she didn't care about eating herself, so she looked at him in a daze for a while.

After thinking about it, she picked up another crab and handed it to Luo Ziling: "This is the hairy crab in Yangcheng Lake that has just been listed, you can taste it." ”

Seeing Luo Ziling finish eating the dishes in the bowl, she picked up another pair of chopsticks and put vegetables into his bowl.

Soon, the bowl in front of Luo Ziling was piled up.

Looking at the mountain-like dishes in front of him, Luo Ziling couldn't control himself again, and tears flowed down again.