Cute baby is not good: Daddy is too busy

"What to eat?"

His deep voice sounded again.

"a..." Lin Xiaoluo quickly swallowed the water in his mouth, "Whatever you want."

"It's not casual." Chu Hejing pursed his lips, his eyes still fixed on her pale face.He leaned back slightly and leaned on the sofa, his deep eyes were full of concern.Rather, it looks like concern.

Lin Xiaoluo wasn't sure what kind of gaze, what kind of scrutiny it was, but it made her feel uncomfortable, and it was right to feel guilty in her heart.

"That, thank you."

I don't know if she was too disturbed by being stared at by him, she couldn't express her meaning in some words.

"I asked you what to eat?" Chu Hejing frowned slightly, with a smile floating between his brows, but the lines on his face remained calm as before.As calm as ever.

Lin Xiaoluo licked the water on her lips: "I want to eat..."

After thinking for a long time, Lin Xiaoluo said four words lightly: "Let's Suanzao soup."

"Sour jujube soup?" Chu Hejing repeated.

"No, right? Forget it. Change to another..."

"What else?" Chu Hejing asked again, his knuckle fingers resting slightly on his knees.

"Anything else, I have nothing to eat." Lin Xiaoluo tightened his grip on the cup.

"Then order one."

Lin Xiaoluo: "Uh, then Xiaolongbao."

She really has no appetite.

"Any more?"

"Gone."

"Okay." Chu Hejing got up, "I asked Aunt Wu to do it for you."

"Well, thanks."

Chu Hejing didn't respond and walked out.He called Aunt Wu when he went out.

"Okay, Young Master Chu." Aunt Wu took notes, "Sour jujube soup, steamed buns, abalone porridge, sweet and sour fish..."

Lin Xiaoluo was surprised, she didn't order those, thinking maybe Chu Hejing wanted to eat, so she didn't say anything.

"Sour jujube soup?" Aunt Wu frowned, "I don't have this at home, so I have to buy it at the vegetable market. I'm afraid it's not easy to buy this season."

"Go and have a look."

"Ok."

Before hanging up the phone, Aunt Wu said again, "I don't have much hope of buying it, but I know there is a store that sells this. It's on the west side of the city, quite far from here, but it tastes good."

Chu Hejing's eyes lit up: "Send the address to my phone."

"Alright, Young Master Chu."

In the ward, the nurse took a look at Lin Xiaoluo: "Miss Lin, why do you suddenly want to drink jujube soup? It seems that few people drink that kind of thing now."

Lin Xiaoluo smiled slightly: "I just thought about it."

"Oh." The nurse smiled, and glanced at her reddened eyes, "Miss Lin has some unusual feelings for this bite, right?"

She has worked as a nurse in the hospital for many years, and she knows that most of the things people want to eat when they are weak have some emotional components.

Lin Xiaoluo was silent.More than a little?

"This is the last meal my mother made before she left." Lin Xiaoluo sniffed, her eyes turned even redder.

"I see. I'll just say it." The nurse lowered her voice, "Miss Lin, don't be too sad, your body is important."

Hearing their conversation, Chu Hejing outside the door stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, and looked at the bodyguard beside him: "Drive over here and take me to the west of the city."

"Okay, Young Master Chu."

……

"Red bean porridge, steamed buns, crab porridge, abalone porridge, sweet and sour fish, and jujube soup..." the nurse laid out the food that Chu Hejing had brought back and put them on the table.

Lin Xiaoluo picked up the chopsticks, stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth, and began to chew.Although it is not the taste of mother's cooking, it is also satisfying to eat when you are sick.

She took another sip of the jujube soup, her fingers holding the cup were trembling.

The memory goes back to ten years ago.Because of being tricked by Lin Xiaoluo secretly, she scored zero in the test, and the whole class laughed at her.She was in a very upset mood, and kept her head depressed and didn't speak after returning home.When her mother asked her what was wrong, she didn't say anything in anger, but just cried there.

"What do you want to eat? When you're full, tell me what's going on, and you'll be fine." Mom had already tied up her apron and stood aside.

"Don't eat."

"How can you not eat, you are growing up now." Mom persuaded with a good temper, with a kind smile on her face, "Just tell me what you want to eat and drink, and mom will make it for you."

When she was adolescence, she had a rebellious personality. The more tolerant her mother was to her, the more she wanted to ask for more love: "You won't do it if you say so."

"There is no mother in the world who can't do it. Tell me."

"Sour jujube soup." She said casually.

"Okay. Mom will make it for you now." Mom took off her apron, "But there is no tofu at home, so I'm going to buy it for you first."