I send love to Lao Gong [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Luo couldn't just ignore someone who spoke, even though Lu Xiao only remembered what happened on the bed after waking up the next day, and completely forgot what he said before.

Taking advantage of the day when Lu Xiao had dinner at night, Jiang Luo called to make an appointment with his father to have dinner together, packed up casually and went home directly.

The end of the new year is approaching, and the company is busy. Jiang Luo went late, but his father still didn't come home. After playing on the sofa for a while, his father called and asked Jiang Luo to make something to eat first.

Before he came back, he ate half of the cake in the refrigerator. He wasn't hungry, but just bored and exhausted, so Jiang Luo went to his room to catch up on sleep.

Everything was not much different from when he left, except that all the things that had been messed up by the move before were tidied up properly, Jiang Luo flipped through them, and everything was arranged according to his habits, which should be ordered by his father.

After a nap, he woke up, only to vaguely hear his father's voice downstairs.

When Jiang Luo went down, his father seemed very tired, leaning on the sofa and squinting his eyes to rest, and seemed to feel uncomfortable when he fell asleep, so he took out a cigarette on his body and held it in his mouth, and fumbled for the lighter up and down.

Jiang Lu frowned. His father didn't smoke much before, and he had never even touched a cigarette at home.

The stairs are made of wooden floors, and there is a slight clicking sound when stepping on them. His father raised his head when he heard the voice, and was stunned for two seconds. After reacting, he raised his head and immediately laughed: "You are back."

His father sat up straight, took the cigarette out of his mouth and put it aside, patted the sofa cushion beside him: "Sit."

Jiang Luo casually pulled a sofa cushion into his arms and sat opposite his father: "Dad, didn't you never smoke before?"

Jiang's father rubbed his nose embarrassingly: "It's not that I don't smoke, I smoke less in the company, that is, I'm too tired these two days, I should refresh myself."

Jiang Luo gave him a slight glance, and then his eyes fell on the watch on his wrist: "Are you busy these two days?"

"Busy, you little bastard is not here to help Dad." Jiang Dad squinted his eyes and smiled.

Jiang Luo patted the cushion in his arms: "Who said I won't help you anymore, you insist on me being a bug salesman, how can a small salesman help you!"

Jiang's father narrowed his eyes: "Why, don't want to go? Xiao Luo, you were not such a child with high-mindedness and low-handedness before." After a pause, he added, "It's not that Dad doesn't want you to do other things. If you stay in the company for a long time, the salesman will not be able to work for a long time."

Jiang Luo tugged at the tassels of the cushion: "Dad, I know what you're thinking, I understand." He smiled flatteringly, "But Dad, I'm going to do programming."

Jiang's father's eyes suddenly widened: "Programming? It's the kind of job where you didn't sleep well for more than a month when you were in college just to develop some kind of software?"

Just as Jiang Luo opened his mouth and hadn't spoken yet, his father refused directly: "I don't agree."

Jiang Luo: "..."

Jiang Luo rubbed the cushion: "Dad, can't you listen to me first?"

Jiang's father narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "What's so good about programming?! To put it nicely, it's called an engineer, but to put it in a bad way... Forget it, Dad doesn't discriminate against work. It's too tiring, so change it."

Jiang Luo leaned back, and raised his legs like the second generation ancestor: "Dad, why are you tired after falling asleep? Besides, won't you be tired if you send me to the small world?"

How can a child who has been raised for 20 years not understand him.

Although Jiang Luo is lazy, he is an extremely responsible child. As long as you leave things here today, he will definitely work hard for you every day and night until you are satisfied.

But it's different in the small world. No goal is set for him, only a general direction is given to him, and no one is behind to spur him, so he can't remember to work at all.

Don't look at Jiang's father talking about experience, but his heart is full of distress. How could he be willing to let his son sit in front of the brain every day to draw pictures and make designs? Wouldn't that mean he would lose his hair at a young age.

Jiang Luo didn't bother to think about these things. Generally, the irrelevant things were what he arranged for him to do.

With his toes, Jiang's father could think of the reason for Jiang Luo's sudden objection.

He was like a dormant lion, and like a cheetah protecting his little one from being cheated away, his fur all over his body puffed up: "Did Lu Xiao want to trap you at home?"

After all, designers these days are free to work. According to Jiang Luo's lazy personality, I am afraid that he will not even set foot in the door for the rest of his life.

Jiang Luo took an apple from the fruit plate, and didn't bite it right away, but put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it. It smelled faintly, and he wanted to eat it, but there was no one here who had the insight to help him peel it. I can only hold it in my hand and play with it.

Lazily said: "Dad, don't think about it, I don't want to go either."

Jiang Luo suddenly remembered Lu Xiao that night, with pitifully red eyes, pecking his lips one after another, muttering his name, and saying don't go, don't leave.

What an idiot, where could he go? It's as if his marriage was forcibly demolished. His heart is sore, his feet are numb, and the tips of his ears are burning. Not to mention that he didn't want to leave Lu Xiao in the first place. .

Seeing his father squinting his eyes and not speaking, Jiang Luo added in a low voice: "Dad, we just got together, and our relationship is not strong yet, and I don't have the heart to get involved in those things in the small world."

After saying this, Jiang Luo raised his face to look at the wall clock on the wall of the living room, wondering if Lu Xiao had gone back, and if he saw the super letter he sent him.

Jiang's father was a little depressed one day. The son who had raised him for so many years ran away with him for no reason, and kept talking to him.

What's even more exasperating is that all of this came from his hands.

He was the one who first fell in love with Lu Xiao for his son. He was the one who set up a bridge to help make his son like Lu Xiao. It was he who asked his son to try Lu Xiao first before living together with someone else.

Jiang's father was also thinking simply at the time, his son is so old and still doesn't have a partner, and he will always suffer from falling in love in the future.Lu Xiao was a few years older than him, and he knew everything. He seemed to like his son quite a bit, so he thought of letting the two try it out.

But I just didn't expect the two to fall in love so directly. It seems that Jiang Luo's affection for him is quite deep.But Jiang's father can be expected, Jiang Luo treats people like this, with a pure personality and no heart.Whoever is good to him, he will be good to whom.

You give me a candy today, and tomorrow I will give you two meat buns.

For someone like Lu Xiao who wanted to give everything he owned to his son, he really didn't have anything in return, and he only had to pay for himself.

Jiang's father took a breath and said, "Xiao Luo, you are still young. Dad just wants you to fall in love."

Jiang Luo wanted to laugh when he heard this: "Dad, isn't the premise of falling in love is to get married and get a certificate? Is it possible that you want your son to be a hooligan?"

Jiang's father gave him a white look: "I was looking for a free nanny, but I didn't expect that child Lu Xiao to rush to be abused by himself. I really haven't seen such a person who can endure you for several lifetimes."

Jiang Luo narrowed his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Why haven't I seen it before, isn't Comrade Jiang the same?"

Father Jiang was stunned for a moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched, but he didn't smile in the end: "I owed you in my previous life, and I'm here to repay the debt in this life."

Jiang Luo pursed her lips: "Then Lu Xiao owes me several lifetimes."

Jiang's father looked at the cigarette on the table, thought for a while, and still picked it up and put it in his mouth. He didn't light it, but there were teeth marks on the cigarette holder, and he heard Jiang Luo's voice with a smile: "Dad, you It's because I haven't seen him doting on me more than you do. Sometimes you beat and scold me. Don't get angry. I know you're doing it for my own good, but he's not the same as you. I’m afraid that I’ll fall and knock, get people inside like a cake, you roll in circles, you’ll be enjoying the sweetness from front to back, left, and right.”

Father Jiang's hands trembled a little, he bit the butt of the cigarette with his teeth hard, and took a deep puff. The unlit cigarette could not calm the mind at all, and he was still irritable.

He lifted it up to look, and saw that the pair of peach blossom eyes he was familiar with were glowing with water, and the light of the crystal lamp was still shining inside, and he seemed to be able to vaguely see a black figure in the depth, which was completely different from the hazy and ignorant before. no the same.

His son has grown up, and he is no longer the ignorant and lazy Jiang Xiaoluo who doesn't understand anything.

Jiang Luo said: "Dad, he really loves me. His pain is different from yours, Dad."

Without the docileness of the past, Jiang Xiaoluo grew a hard armor at some point, although it was not sharp, she did know how to protect herself.

Jiang's father sniffed. The company was too busy during this time, and he really didn't have enough rest, and his body gradually became weak.

Jiang Luo smiled and said, "Dad, if you want to smoke, light it up, I'm fine."

Jiang's father still couldn't touch the lighter. There are children at home, so in order not to smoke at home, he didn't leave his lighter at home.

Jiang Luo: "Dad, I happen to be fine these two days, so let's go to the company to help out."

Father Jiang: "You haven't started yet, you don't understand a lot of things, in two days Dad will have time to teach you."

Jiang Luo: "Dad, I want to get a certificate."

Clouds and mist lingered, although he didn't smoke, but his eyes were completely white, and it seemed that he couldn't see the son in front of him clearly.

Jiang Luo: "Dad, let's come back and live for a while after receiving the certificate. Lu Xiao said that his elder brother will come back to celebrate the New Year this year, so we will spend it at our house."

Jiang Luo looked at his father with flustered eyes.

"Dad, you should treat Lu Xiao as your son too."

When Lu Xiao's name was called, Jiang Luo's voice was soft and waxy, and his body was also limp. He really wanted to lean into Lu Xiao's firm embrace immediately.

Look, Lu Xiao really dotes on himself so much, he is so spoiled that he is not used to normal life without him.

He must have done it on purpose, Jiang Luo took a deep breath and cursed in his heart.

"Okay." Just when Jiang Luo was in a trance, his father suddenly agreed, with a smile on his eyes and brows, "Our little Luo has grown up."

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