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

"Okay," Hei Zhe pursed his lips and said nothing, "I'll change my clothes and leave."

"Take Xiaoxiao with you." Luo Heng looked at him.

Hei Zhe nodded, and stretched out his arms to take the man into the door. Half an hour later, the car carrying the three of them drove towards Luo Heng's house in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"The kids will be here in a while, please take it easy and don't keep putting on a bad face." Luo Mu came out of the kitchen with the rice cooker in her hand, looked at Luo Mu who was sitting on the sofa sulking, and said exhorted.

"Hmph!" Father Luo snorted coldly and remained silent.

Mother Luo looked at his awkward look, sighed and shook her head before serving the meal on the table.The sound of a car sounded outside the door, and Luo Mu looked through the window at the car slowly driving into the community, wiped the apron with her hand, and went to the living room to open the door.

"Grandma!" Wearing a handsome little suit, Hei Xiaoxiao got out of the car with a schoolbag on his back and ran straight towards Luo Mu, with a smile on his delicate face.

"Hey!" Mother Luo saw him running over, smiled and reached out to catch him, "Xiaoxiao is here! Do you miss grandma?"

"I thought about it." Hei Xiaoxiao smacked Luo Mu's face and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

Luo Heng followed Hei Zhe and walked up behind him.

"mom."

"Aunt Luo."

"They're all here, hurry up and enter the house, dinner is ready." Luo Mu let go of her arms and said to the two with a smile.

Luo Heng glanced at Hei Zhe, and the two followed Luo's mother into the room, and stopped when they saw Luo's father sitting on the sofa.

"Dad..." Luo Heng called out, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't even look at him, and he got up and sat down at the dining table. Luo Heng looked at his actions, feeling sad for a while, with a smile on his face Seeing this, Hei Zhe at the side stretched out his hand and gently shook the other's hand, and then let it go as if nothing had happened.

"Aheng, don't talk to your dad, he just keeps getting awkward." Luo Mu comforted him by holding Hei Xiaoxiao.

"I know," Luo Heng looked at Luo Mu and smiled softly, "Mom, don't worry, I'm fine."

"Let's go, let's eat." Mother Luo looked at the two of them.

Several people sat down at the dining table. Luo Heng and Hei Zhe sat opposite Luo's father. Hei Xiaoxiao was going to sit between Hei Zhe and Luo Heng, but when he saw that Luo's father could almost pull him to the ground When he turned his face, his tea-brown eyes rolled, and he jumped from his seat and ran to Father Luo.

"Grandpa, Xiaoxiao wants to sit with you." Hei Xiaoxiao looked up at Father Luo, and the crisp childish voice eased Father Luo's expression which had been frowning. He glanced down at the child, and when he saw the other When the smile on his face almost warmed his heart, his body paused.

"Whatever you want." Father Luo turned his head to the side.

Hei Xiaoxiao glanced at Luo Heng who was facing him, stuck out his tongue at him, and quickly climbed up and sat down.

"Grandpa, this fish made by grandma is delicious, you have to try it." During the meal, Hei Xiaoxiao took the initiative to serve Luo's father with food, while telling people some interesting things that happened when he was a child, while calmly talking to others. Praise Luo Heng in front of people.Father Luo's stern face at the beginning couldn't hold back anymore.

"Grandpa, try this soup, it's delicious!" Hei Xiaoxiao bowed his head and drank a bowl of soup that Luo's mother gave him, and said to Luo's father with joy. As a result, I couldn't even hold a spoon because my hands were too short.

"Daddy, Daddy," Hei Xiaoxiao looked at Hei Zhe and blinked, "Can you serve grandpa a bowl?"

"...Okay." Being called by the child, Hei Zhe didn't react for a moment, but when he saw the smile on the other person's face, he came back to his senses, and hurriedly took the bowl aside to fill him with a bowl of hot soup.

"Uncle Luo," Hei Zhe handed over the bowl, and after seeing Hei Xiaoxiao shook his head, he thought about it and said, "Drink some soup to warm your stomach."

Hei Xiaoxiao nodded in satisfaction seeing her father being so upbeat.

Luo's father looked at the steaming bowl in front of him, then at Hei Zhe's expressionless face, his eyebrows trembled, and he was a little angry and didn't want to take it, but when he saw Hei Xiaoxiao's expectant face and Luo's mother When Wei Wei gave him a condemning look, he almost held his breath in his chest, so he could only accept it, and then took another sip under the gazes of several people at the dining table.

"Grandpa, is it delicious?" Hei Xiaoxiao looked at the person.

"Delicious."

"Dad can make it too, and it's as delicious as grandma's. Dad used to make it for Daddy when he was at home. He also said that you like it too, and he wanted to make it for you a long time ago. Dad, you said yes Isn't it?" Hei Xiaoxiao turned to look at Luo Heng.

"Yes……"

"If he had the heart, he should have come back to do it for me. He has been outside for so many days." Luo's father glanced at Luo Heng, his tone was still dissatisfied, but it was obvious that he had eased up a lot.

"Dad, I'll make it for you tomorrow morning." Knowing that Father Luo was no longer angry with him, Luo Heng's eyes became hot, and his voice was slightly hoarse as he looked at Father Luo.

"I didn't care about you because of Xiaoxiao's face, so don't think too much." Father Luo lowered his head and took another sip of soup.

"I know," the smile on Luo Heng's face could not be suppressed no matter what. The child had been trying hard to ease the relationship between the two of them. Xiao Xiao, Luo Heng just wanted to hold him in his arms and give him a kiss.

Hei Zhe looked at the two father and son who had reconciled, his expression softened, and he picked up the chopsticks at the side to pick up food for Father Luo, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Luo, you eat the food."

Father Luo put down the bowl in his hand and looked at the two people opposite, his face became serious, "Don't be too happy, you two, although I agree with you two being together, I have to make some things clear here .”

"Tell me." Hei Zhe also put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at the person.

"A child is a must. No matter whether you are a surrogate or something, you must have a child within a year."

"Okay." Heizhe nodded, "I promise you."

"Also, Ah Heng is my son. He is with you. You must not bully him. If you let me know that you have done something wrong to him, I will never forgive you." Father Luo looked at Hei Zhe, slightly aggravated tone.

"Don't worry," Hei Zhe didn't have the slightest fear of Luo's father's threat, but just watched the old man make his promise, "I can swear to you, I will always love him until the moment I stop breathing."

"Dad..." Luo Heng looked at Father Luo in front of him, tears welled up in his eyes without warning.

"What does a big man look like crying!" Father Luo looked at Luo Heng and glared, "Eat!"

"Okay..." Luo Heng raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and opened his mouth at Father Luo.Seeing the reconciled father and son at the side, Luo's mother smiled in relief, blinked her moist eyes, and began to greet several people to eat.

The conflict between the father and son was finally resolved, and the atmosphere at the dining table became harmonious. Luo Heng turned to look at Hei Zhe, who was at the side. The man was busy filling his bowl, but the hands under the table held him tightly. He held his hand in the palm of his hand, and the place where he touched was warm and scalding, following the lines of the palm of his hand, it was transmitted directly to the heart...