When I woke up, my son was older than me

"Brother Ling? Brother Ling?" Seeing the person in front of him staring down at the table, he didn't say a word for a while.Xiao Sifan leaned forward and stretched out his hand in front of the opponent's eyes.

Ling Tingyun returned to his senses following Xiao Sifan's hand, and subconsciously cleared away the melancholy between his brows. People in the Ling family never liked to write their thoughts on their faces, and they had to control their expressions tightly when facing outsiders.

Now Ling Tingyun just showed this look in front of Xiao Sifan.

"When you're done eating, I'll take you home."

Ling Tingyun stood up, and packed the skewers in front of him according to Xiao Sifan's idea of ​​packing just now.The guy packed extremely fast, and the two left after handing over the things to Xiao Sifan.

Outside the car, the sky had already become dark.

Fragmented orange light stuck to the end of the skyline, and fell down after a while under Xiao Sifan's gaze.When the car drove to the vicinity of Xiao's house, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians around.

Xiao Sifan originally didn't want Ling Tingyun to send him to the door of his house, but the other party seemed to be very familiar with his house. The car drove along the sidewalk towards the door of Xiao's house. The closer it got, the more Xiao Sifan's heart sank.

"Brother Ling—"

A brake stopped what Xiao Sifan was about to say, and the car stopped steadily outside Xiao's house.Ling Tingyun opened the car door for Xiao Sifan, and signaled that Xiao Sifan could get out of the car when he arrived.

"I heard from Xiao Song that you are currently living here. Since Uncle Xiao and Aunt Xiao left, this house has been idle for a long time. You can come and add some vitality to the house."

"Brother Ling knows about my relationship with the Xiao family?" Xiao Sifan asked.

"Well." When Xiao Sifan's nervous expression was not seen, Ling Tingyun said calmly: "Although I don't know which junior you are from the Xiao family, since you and Xiao Yue are relatives, you should take care of him more. "

Xiao Sifan relaxed his mind, and said jokingly: "Could it be that Brother Ling took a fancy to my identity, so he asked me to teach Xiao Yue."

The teasing words did not change Ling Tingyun's expression in the slightest, as Xiao Sifan said, the choice of the tutor was really a bit subjective.If Xiao Sifan didn't agree in the end, the result would be that Xiao Yue didn't have any tutors.

Ling Tingyun's mind was clear.

As the eldest grandson of the Ling family, how can there be a time when there is no teacher to teach him? Even if Xiao Yue himself has low grades and doesn't like to study, just look at the Ling family and Xiao family behind him, and those teachers can't wait to use all their strengths to teach him .

Not to mention that Xiao's family is a scholarly family, and Xiao Song is the principal of Huagao No. [-] Middle School. It is not always easy to find someone to make up lessons for Xiao Yue.

Xiao Sifan's mind is usually fast, but today he was a little slower. It was only after Ling Tingyun left him that he realized that the matter of tutoring should not have fallen on him no matter what.

"What are you thinking about? You've been thinking about it since you came here in the morning. Is there something you haven't figured out after thinking about it all night?" Xiao Yue lay down on the table with a bad face.

He managed to get home early last night, and was going to make up for the mistake of not being able to have dinner with his dad on time these days. Who wants to wait until the dishes are cold without seeing his dad come back, and he doesn't know which little goblin stole his dad's soul .

This kind of thing would be common in other people's homes, but it happened in the most unlikely Ling's home, which made Xiao Yue a little impetuous.They, the Ling family, absolutely do not welcome third parties who get involved in other people's families!

Even if his dad and his younger dad are not together now, he doesn't allow other people to enter their Ling's house.

The author has something to say: I will write these first tonight, and I will make up for it tomorrow~