"I understand, but Mother, I'm worried that it's too dangerous for you to be alone."

Tang Luo frowned slightly.

"Haha, I've been here for so many years, and I won't be impulsive when I find clues. I will notify your uncle. I have you now, how can I want to die again..."

After Mr. Jing'an finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Mother……"

Tang Luo's heart tightened and he shouted.

"I didn't mean that, Xiao Luo, don't worry, I will be careful for you."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an hurriedly said another sentence.

"Then whenever you have clues, you will contact me and my uncle immediately."

Tang Luo was silent for a few seconds and no longer persuaded him.

He felt that if he decided on something that he would not change his personality easily, he would definitely follow the Jing'an lay Buddhist.

"Haha, OK, eat quickly, it's going to be cold."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an smiled and held vegetables for Tang Luo.

"By the way, mother, I want to buy you a house in this villa area, so that you won't feel inconvenient, and your son is still close to you."

Tang Luo had just taken a bite, remembered something, and said again.

"Haha, why are you spending that money? I can't live forever now. You should use it in school."

Mr. Jing'an replied with a smile.

"Mother, the school costs are enough. In fact, Ruobing thinks the same way. She is afraid that you will not be used to living here."

"Haha, Ruobing is interested, Xiao Luo, let's talk about this later."

Mr. Jing'an was very pleased, but still did not agree.

"Oh well."

Seeing this, Tang Luo didn't say anything more and nodded.

He felt that it would be better to take action first and then report.

The two of them finished their meal quickly and cleaned up.

"Mother, I'll go out for a walk with you in the afternoon."

Tang Luo suggested.

"Xiao Luo, if you don't go back to the company to work, will Ruobing work too hard?"

Mr. Jing'an asked.

"Ruo Bing has no time to be busy, but she is really capable. I will definitely be busy again in two days. Just take a rest with me."

Tang Luo smiled.

"Haha, that's OK."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an nodded with a smile.

In the afternoon, the two came out of the villa, Tang Luo drove to the busiest commercial square in Zhonghai.

He really wanted to buy something for the lay Buddhist Jing'an and do his best to be a son's filial piety.

Twenty minutes later, the car was parked in the shopping mall parking lot.

The two got out of the car and walked inside.

"Xiao Luo, I know you want to buy me something, but I really don't need anything."

When he arrived at the shopping mall, Mr. Jing'an said to Tang Luo.

"Mother, this is what my son should do. Why are you and your son polite?"

Tang Luo smiled.

The two of them were chatting and walking around casually. Tang Luo bought a few clothes for Mr. Jing'an and a mobile phone.

"Xiao Luo, don't buy it anymore. I really don't have any special needs for these."

Jing'an lay Buddhists held Tang Luo who was still going to continue and said.

"Mother, I know you have money, but I want to do something for you, just like you cook for me, right?"

Tang Luo replied with a smile.

"Yeah, but, I bought too many of them."

“Not much, no more.”

Tang Luo shook his head and pulled Mr. Jing'an to buy some things.

Later, Mr. Jing'an carefully selected two pieces of clothes for Tang Luo.

Both mother and son wanted to make up for it, after all, in the past twenty years, neither of them had done anything for each other.

When the two of them came out of the mall, they didn't rush back. They put their things in the car and walked to the beach.

It was a very dull afternoon. Tang Luo looked like a teenager holding the arm of Mr. Jing'an.

The lay Buddhist Jing'an is no longer a master, nor is he hatred, he is just an ordinary mother.

The mother and son rarely stop chatting, their hearts and steps slow down, and they look happy.

Later, Han Ruobing called, asked Mr. Jing'an, and told Tang Luo that he could come over to pick her up later.

"Mother, we will pick up Ruobing and go home together later."

Tang Luo hung up the phone and said to Mr. Jing'an.

"Haha, OK."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an nodded.

The two walked a long way, turned back, and returned to the parking lot.

Tang Luo drove the car and headed to the company.

On the way, he sent another message to Han Yuxuan, knowing that she hadn't driven the car these two days and wanted to pick her up.

When he arrived at the company, he picked up Han Ruobing and Tang Luo drove to Zhonghai No. 1 Middle School.

On the way, Tang Luo's cell phone rang. He glanced at Xiang Dongfang's phone number.

He connected the Bluetooth headset and pressed the answer button.

"Uncle Xiang."

Tang Luo greeted him.

"Xiao Tang, are you busy?"

Asked Dongfang.

"No, you're driving. Do you have any news to tell me?"

Tang Luo asked.

"Haha, let you guess, do you have time tomorrow morning? I'm going to go to the Education Bureau to solve the current affairs of the school."

"Tomorrow morning?"

Tang Luo muttered, Yu Guang looked at Mr. Jing'an. The latter obviously noticed something and gave him a look and asked him to do it.

"Okay, Uncle, I'll go there tomorrow."

Tang Luo Yingdao, he still cared about the school affairs very much.

"Okay, you can come to me in advance or go there directly at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Said to Dongfang.

"I'll go straight over, Uncle To."

"Okay, let's meet tomorrow."

"Okay, Uncle Xiang, thank you for your hard work."

"Haha, what's the matter? Okay, you drive, slow down."

"OK."

Tang Luo nodded, and the two hung up the phone.

"Mother, it's the school's business. I asked Uncle Xiang to help me solve some of the school teachers' affairs, and I'll go to the Education Bureau tomorrow."

Tang Luo took off his Bluetooth headset and said.

He told Mr. Jing'an about some things about him and the Xiang family when he was chatting.

"Yeah, then you can do it well."
To be continued...