The preschool teacher's wife of the president with facial paralysis

"Mom, I'm back." Luo Heng opened the door with the coat in his hand, and shouted to the people inside.

The lights in the living room were on, but there was no one there. The TV on the wall was still playing the annual family ethics drama. There was a faint sound of spatulas colliding in the kitchen. Luo Heng changed his shoes at the entrance and hung up the clothes in his hand. to the hanger beside it.

"Are you back?" Luo Mu, who is over half a century old, poked her head out of the kitchen wearing an apron, holding a shovel in her hand, and when she saw him again, a smile appeared on her face, with wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, "Sit down and rest for a while , dinner will be ready soon." After speaking, he stretched his head back.

"Where's my dad?" Luo Heng took an apple from the coffee table and walked into the kitchen, standing aside to watch Luo Mu stir fry the dishes in the pot.

"He, he went out without eating lunch, and said he was at your Uncle Xu's for business."

Hearing this, Luo Heng paused for a moment before biting the apple. He remembered that Uncle Xu was the principal of a private kindergarten, and he would retire in two years. He had a good relationship with their family. Looking for the possible reason for him, Luo Heng felt a bitterness in his heart.

"Mom, you don't need..." He wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Luo Mu: "No need?" Luo Mu stopped what she was doing, turned off the fire and turned to look at him, "You go out to find a job before dawn , I applied for countless companies but got no results at all, and there was no news of the resumes I submitted. Your dad and I saw this... Seeing you exhausted every day before you come back, our two old hearts It's very uncomfortable... Today your Uncle Xu called and said that he has a solution, your dad just put down the bowl he just picked up and left..."

"I..." Luo Heng felt panicked in his heart. It was all because of his failure to live up to expectations, which caused his parents to worry about him at such an advanced age.

"Aheng, your parents are old and can't help you much. If this thing can work out this time, just listen to your parents and go to work, okay?"

Luo Heng looked at the mother in front of him, looked at the marks carved on her face by the years, and choked his throat: "Okay."

Luo's mother, who was guaranteed, laughed happily, took the plate on the side, put the food in, and handed it to Luo Heng: "Take it out, we will start the meal when your father comes back!"

In the living room, as soon as the two mothers and sons put the dishes and chopsticks, there was the sound of the door lock turning. The next second, Father Luo, who was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, opened the door and walked in.

"Dad." Luo Heng stood in front of the dining table and called.

"Yes." Luo's father nodded as an answer, and there was no more conversation between the father and son. Seeing this, Luo's mother smiled and stepped forward, took the handbag from Luo's father, and said with a smile: "I'm tired. Well, dinner is just ready, let's sit down and eat."

Luo's father walked to the dining table and sat down. Luo's mother winked at her son. Luo Heng pursed his lips, put a bowl of rice in front of Luo's father, and said in a low voice, "Dad, you eat." He filled a bowl for Luo Mu, and finally picked up the bowl in front of him to serve himself a meal, and then buried his head to pick up the rice, without looking up at the dishes on the table.

Luo's mother looked at the two father and son in front of her, feeling sad, and didn't know what to say, so she could only secretly turn red in her eyes.

"Dad?" Luo Heng looked at the sudden extra piece of braised pork in the bowl, and raised his head at once, just in time to see the chopsticks that Luo's father stretched back. Seeing this, Luo's mother also turned to look at her husband.

"Remember to eat vegetables when you eat." Father Luo said lightly.

"Okay..." A smile appeared on Luo Heng's face, and he responded repeatedly. Father Luo put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and looked at him after taking a bite of the dish: "Your Uncle Xu's school just needs a teacher. , I told him, tomorrow weekend, you will prepare at home for two days, and go to work on Monday."

"I see." Luo Heng nodded, and Luo's father looked at him and said, "Although he is only a kindergarten teacher, the salary is not worse than other jobs. You should do it well." After speaking, he got up and went back to the room, leaving only The two mother and son got off the dining table.

Luo's mother looked at her son, afraid that he would be dissatisfied with the job, and was about to say something, but saw the other party put down the bowl in his hand and stood up, "Mom, I'm done eating, I'll go back to my room first gone."

After returning to the room, Luo Heng turned on the light in the bedroom, took the pajamas into the bathroom, and came out half an hour later, the clock on the bedside table had already pointed to nine o'clock, throwing himself into the soft quilt, Luo Heng hugged the quilt, Think back to the first 25 years of your life.