Knowing Leng Lin was feeling awkward, Leng Zimo proactively gave him a way out.
After so many years, this was the first ti Leng Zimo showed any weakness to Leng Lin.
Looking at the dumpling brought to his mouth, Leng Lin just felt a lump in his throat, and imdiately opened his mouth to take a bite, savoring it carefully.
"How is it?"
"Not bad, but it’s far from what your mom used to make."
"Provocation!" Leng Zimo brought the remaining half of the dumpling to his mouth, "When my mom makes lamb filling, it takes over an hour just to chop the at, can you compare?"
Leng Lin raised his hand to take the chopsticks from him, "I can eat on my own."
Having his son feed him was sothing Leng Lin simply couldn’t accept, even though he’s old now, he’s still Leng Lin, the iron-willed man of a lifeti’s battles, how could he allow anyone to feed him?
Leng Zimo didn’t insist, he just helped tidy up the small napkin on the hospital bed, brought the box of dumplings over, placed it in front of him, and poured a cup of hot water for Leng Lin, saying beside him, "From now on, let Zirui handle these things. In a while, you should move to the farm to live, the fish pond there is almost done, you can fish and boat with Mo Mo... I’ve already chosen a nickna, Xiao Xiao, for the child Xiao Qian is carrying, you can decide the formal na, and as for Mo Mo, I don’t want him to change his last na, this child will be nad Leng, is that... okay?!"
From childhood to adulthood, he has always been self-willed, never seeking his father’s opinion on his decisions. This was the first ti Leng Zimo asked his opinion.
Leng Lin lowered his face, eating the dumplings, his voice sowhat hoarse.
"Okay."
In his heart, he knew very well, this was not Leng Zimo showing weakness, but extending goodwill.
This son, who had been strong-willed for thirty years, was yielding to him!
"Have so water!"
Leng Zimo gently placed the cup of water by his hand.
Every man is destined to beco a father.
As Leng Zimo also beca a father, regarding fatherly love, regarding Leng Lin, on matters he previously couldn’t understand, Leng Zimo now had deeper insights.
Only a father can understand a father.
He, finally understood Leng Lin.
It was not until today that father and son truly reconciled.
Not because there will be no more conflicts, but because they knew, the essence of the conflict was—love.
Fatherly love, like a mountain.
Appears cold and hard, yet patient and steadfast.
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Luohu Villa.
Huangfu Ao heavily pounded on the door, "Xu Xia, open the door, co out, I’m taking you out to eat."
"I’m not hungry, don’t feel like eating!"
"It’s almost one o’clock, how can you not be hungry, open the door."
Inside, Xu Xia rubbed her flat stomach, "I’m really not hungry, you all go eat, I want to sleep a little longer!"
Outside, Huangfu Ao was looking helpless.
This girl, why is she so stubborn?!
"I am Huangfu Ao, Zirui asked to call you, he has sothing to do and can’t co, I know you’re not opening the door because you listened to his words, quick, open the door!"
Zirui asked him to co?!
Xu Xia blinked suspiciously, "What nonsense are you talking about, Zirui... he’s here with !"
"Stop acting, I know, he’s not even there!" Huangfu Ao said.
"Who says he... he’s showering in the bathroom!" Xu Xia walked to the door, "Big Brother Huangfu, you go eat first, don’t worry about us, we’ll eat a bit later!"
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