The poor man and his rich man

It has been a long time since Luobo Lake has eaten at such a high-end restaurant.

He thought he would suffer from indigestion, but Mr. Mi ate quietly the whole time and didn't say much, only asking a question at the end.

"Do you need me to send a car to take you back?"

"Don't bother Mr. Mi." Luo Pohu wiped his mouth and stood up quickly, "I'll just take a taxi and go back. I'm really sorry today."

"Then I'll go first." Mi Hao nodded and said goodbye to Luobo Lake, "Goodbye."

Luobohu felt that they would never see each other again, but he looked at the remaining dishes on the table and rang the bell.

"Waiter." Luo Pohu smiled, very politely, "Please pack the rest."

The croissant is just right for breakfast!

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When Mi Hao got home, his two fathers were cooking hot pot in the restaurant.

The aroma is rolling, and the whole house smells like mutton soup.

"Dad, I'm back." Mi Hao took off his suit, loosened his tie, unbuttoned his collar, and rolled up his sleeves twice, "What are you eating secretly, don't call me."

"Hey, brat. If you don't come home early or late, you will come back after smelling the smell of meat. You are a dog... Ouch!"

His father was hit on the head by his father with chopsticks.

"Mi Gui, what are you talking nonsense, the child finally came back." This not-so-young omega was very aggressive towards his old man, "Hurry up and wash your hands, Dad will bring you bowls and chopsticks to eat together."

"Hey."

Mi Hao went to get the bowl in high spirits, completely ignoring that his father was complaining that he had only been home for two days last weekend, and he ate up all the pig's trotters in the house.

"Didn't you say you won't go home for dinner today on a blind date? Why are you back so early?"

Mi Hao first served himself a bowl of mutton soup, sprinkled it with coriander and chopped green onion and left it to dry, he heard his father's question, and replied.

"It didn't work." Mi Hao took the bowl and added chopped pepper and fermented bean curd to it, picked up a lamb's foot that had been stewed so soft, and was about to start cooking, "The one surnamed Chen didn't come, he had a meal with a child meal."

"Child?" Father A interrupted, "You are still a good person and good deed."

"Yeah." Mi Hao took a sip of the soup, "He's a good boy."

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When Luobohu arrived home, it was quite late. He didn't have a car himself, and he couldn't bear to pay for a taxi, so he took the subway home.

But it's also very convenient, not a hassle.

When he entered the house, his omega father was pruning flower branches.

"Dad, I'm back."

"I'm back." His father, who was not as tall as him, came over to greet him, and took the bag in his hand, "What did you bring back here?"

"Croissant and pasta, where is father, still in the sports car?"

"Well, he delivers goods to people and has to run a long distance."

Luo Pohu nodded, then smiled and happily told his father that he got a big meal, and then followed his father to prune the branches of the flowers.

"It's Valentine's Day soon, and it's sure to be a hit." Luobohu's father opened a flower shop and he helped take care of it. "The pig's trotters will definitely send another nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine roses. Then we can stew them again." I ate the pig's trotter."

"Yeah." His father laughed along with him, and couldn't help but say, seeing his son who was earnestly pruning the flower branches, "After this year is over, let's pay off the last 50 yuan and find an easy job."

"Hey." Luo Pohu nodded, "I know."

Everything will get better and better.