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

"Aunt He, whose phone is it?" In the villa, Luo Heng, who had just given Hei Xiaoxiao a bath, led the child down the stairs and asked after watching Aunt He hang up the phone.

"Ah...Mr. Luo," Aunt He smiled when she saw the man coming down, and put the phone in her hand away, "It's Mr. He said that he won't come back for dinner today, so that the young master and you don't have to wait for him."

"That's it..." Luo Heng frowned, guessing that the other party must have a meal, pondered for a while, raised his head and smiled at Aunt He, and said warmly: "I see, thank you Aunt He, it's getting late, You should go back quickly, it looks like it's going to snow, please be careful on the road, if you can't, let the housekeeper drive you." Aunt He originally lived with them, but recently her son came back from abroad, He also brought back a little grandson. Aunt He’s baby is not good. After thinking about it for a few days, he decided to tell Hei Zhe to go home during this time and come back after the Spring Festival. After hearing this, Hei Zhe didn’t even think about it. I nodded in agreement.

Speaking of this, it is probably because Hei Zhe usually likes to be clean. Except for Aunt He and the housekeeper who are there for a long time, there is only Erha Jick at home. After paying the wages, he left, so the huge villa seemed relatively deserted all the time, and it wasn't until Luo Heng came that he became more angry.

"It's okay, no need." Aunt He smiled and said, "The housekeeper is getting old, so I don't need to bother him. I can go back by myself." Then she took off the apron around her waist, "Mr. Luo, If you have nothing to do, I will go back, oh yes, the soup you asked me to cook in the kitchen should be ready soon, please pay attention."

"I see," Luo Heng nodded with a smile, and Aunt He left after saying a few more words. Luo Heng sent the person outside the door, and turned back to the villa after seeing that the person had safely exited the door.When his gaze inadvertently fell on the apron that Aunt He hung on the shelf, he remembered what Aunt He had just said, and hurriedly walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, on the natural gas stove with blue flames, the small white pot was emitting hot steam continuously, and the white steam pushed up and down the transparent glass pot lid, making a "bang bang" sound. The ingredients and the milky white soup are constantly tumbling, and the whole kitchen is filled with a strong aroma, and there is also a faint smell of Chinese medicine.

Luo Heng took two steps forward to lower the fire, took the handkerchief on the side and wrapped his hands to uncover the lid, picked up the spoon on the side, scooped some, put it to his mouth and blew it gently, then tilted his head slightly and drank it Going in, the Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the warm soup slid down the throat all the way to the stomach, bringing a little warmth to this winter.

The corner of Luo Heng's mouth twitched into a satisfied smile, but there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes full of stars. It's a pity that this pot of soup is gone. Luo Heng sighed inwardly. This is what he recently asked for from a health expert on the Internet. Herbal diet prescriptions are most suitable for people with a bad stomach, but the taste of traditional Chinese medicine is too strong. He tried many times at home today before he came up with a way to remove the smell of medicinal materials without affecting the efficacy of the soup. The smoke made the child smell like medicine, so he took the child upstairs to take a bath.Originally, I wanted to let Hei Zhe try it when he came back today, but it turned out...

"Uncle Xing Xing?" Hei Xiaoxiao, who had changed his clothes, ran to the kitchen, his fluffy hair was still a little wet. He looked up at the person standing in front of the pot, "Is the soup ready? Daddy, hurry up!" I'm back!"

"Huh?" Luo Heng listened to the child's words, and surprise flashed in his eyes, "Xiaoxiao, how do you know that Daddy is coming back soon?"

"Didn't Daddy usually come back at this time?" Hei Xiaoxiao looked at the person in front of him with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Boss..." The little hope that had just risen in Luo Heng's heart was shattered in an instant, and his voice dropped, "I won't be coming back for dinner today."

"Why?!" Hei Xiaoxiao was surprised, and then seemed to think of something, "It must be held back by that bad uncle who just arrived!"

Luo Heng paused after listening to the other party's words, and then realized that Hei Zhe seemed to have a working relationship with the other party. When he thought that Hei Zhe was probably with the other party now, and then thought about the other party's purpose for Hei Zhe, Luo Heng felt stuffy in his heart, as if something was blocked and he couldn't breathe.

After a moment of silence, Luo Heng came back to his senses and smiled gently at the child, saying: "It's okay, we'll eat by ourselves if Daddy doesn't come, and let you try Uncle Xingxing's cooking, okay?"

"Okay!" When Hei Xiaoxiao heard that there was something delicious, he immediately forgot what he had just said, and laughed happily. Luo Heng rubbed the other person's head with a smile, coaxed him out of the kitchen, and started Started making dinner for two.

After dinner, Luo Heng took Hei Xiaoxiao and Jick to play in the living room for a while, the clock on the wall gradually pointed to nine o'clock, Luo Heng coaxed the yawning child upstairs to sleep, and returned to the living room alone, wrapped Laying on the blanket and looking at a certain point in the void in a daze, the big dog Jick was lying on the carpet at his feet and sound asleep soundly.

There was silence in the whole villa, except for the "tick" and "tick" of the second hand of the clock on the wall.