In front of a snack department in the suburbs, there were trucks, trains and other big cars. Long Mingyi's car parked here seemed a bit out of place.

The waiter walked over with heavy makeup and holding two bowls of noodles. Her hands were slender, her fingers and nails were "slim", and she placed them on the table with no lightness or weight.

Long Ming was so scared that he hurriedly avoided it. It wasn't because the soup overflowed, but because the woman's makeup was so scary. At the age of forty, she was wearing makeup like a monster.

The woman glared at Long Ming one by one. Then she walked up with her chest raised and looked up. When she passed by, several drivers who ran the road were teasing the woman a few words and telling some "color" jokes. It seems that the woman is the "Little Xi Shi" of this.

There were two bowls of noodles on the table. In front of Long Mingyi was a bowl of shredded pork noodles, and in front of Wu Zhong was a bowl of clear soup noodles.

"No meat?"

"As old, eating some vegetarian food is good."

Wu Zhong took a few cloves of garlic from the side and started peeling it. He peeled one and put it in front of Long Mingyi, but retracted his hand.

Long Ming smiled, "Why did you take it back?"

"You are a person with status now," Wu Zhong said: "You can't eat this. It tastes good."

"Why can't you eat garlic? I'm eating it now, and they also think it's fragrant." Long Ming snatched it one by one and said, "Isn't it just garlic to eat noodles, and the fragrance is half less."

Wu Zhong happily placed the garlic in front of Long Mingyi. In fact, this bowl of noodles is very ordinary, and even Long Mingyi may not be able to swallow it. Today, Long Mingyi seemed to have never eaten such delicious noodles, and he swallowed it voraciously.

Wu Zhong looked at his son like this and smiled kindly. As he smiled, the corners of his eyes began to become wet.

"Because I didn't eat meat?" Long Mingyi grabbed the shredded pork from his bowl into Wu Zhong's bowl.

"You eat, you eat. I'm not hungry." Wu Zhong said.

"Eat." Long Mingyi said: "Eat."

Wu Zhong looked at the shredded meat in the bowl, his hands trembled so hard that he couldn't hold the chopsticks. He choked and said, "Oh my god, Dad... I kicked you back then... I regretted it so much. I..."

Wu Zhong dared not call him "dad". He was afraid that the child would not recognize him and could not accept him. He also felt that he was not worthy of being a dad.

A man in his sixties was full of tears.

"Is that true?" Long Ming took a big bite of noodles, "Later, I stopped eating garlic."

Wu Zhong was stunned, unable to control himself anymore, and cried loudly.

The habit of eating noodles and garlic is Wu Zhong. At that time, the father and son ate noodles together and garlic together. When Long Ming was a child, he was very spicy when he ate garlic. He insisted on eating it, and while eating it, he was angry and slapped it with his little hands. His cute appearance often made Long Mei and Wu Zhong laugh.

Later, Wu Zhong left the mother and son. Long Ming ate the noodles, but never ate garlic again.

Wu Zhong's crying made Long Ming's corners wet. He saw a father's tears of regret from the bottom of his heart. He let Wu Zhong cry for five minutes, and the drivers who were eating left and right ran away with bowls.

"Okay." Long Ming patted Wu Zhong's shoulder. "Can't you stop?"

Long Mingyi said: "Checkout."

"Twenty-five." The woman passed by and said, "I'm crying?"

Wu Zhong calmed down and took out twenty yuan from his pocket. He looked for it again, but still didn't.

"Okay, I don't want five dollars. Wipe my tears." The woman said, "Come again next time."

Long Mingyi felt that although a woman was not Xi Shi, she must be a kind-hearted person. She seemed to have a much better appearance.

After leaving the hotel, Wu Zhong seemed to have something to say, but he opened his mouth several times but couldn't say it.

"Get into the car." Long Ming greeted him.

"Why."

As soon as Long Ming drove to Wu Zhong’s rental house, Wu Zhong got out of the car, and he also got out.

Wu Zhong said: "I know you are busy. If you have time, come and see me. If you don't have time, forget it." Wu Zhong's hands were swaying in panic. "Can you show me the photos of my grandson?"

"Don't let me in?"

"You, don't you hate me?"

Long Mingyi said: "I understand what happened back then."

"I, I..."

"Have you ever thought that maybe it was someone who was trying to get out of the way?" Long Mingyi said: "That man might have deliberately let you see it, or maybe he was trying to get out of you."

"I haven't thought about this." Wu Zhong asked: "Can you?"

"Who knows?" Long Mingyi said: "After so many years, who knows whether he is here or not?"

"It makes sense, too." Wu Zhong said: "Now I see you again, I am satisfied."

"Then let me come in and take a look."

Wu Zhong opened the door with some embarrassment, and there was a padlock on his door. The inside of the house was very dark, with a large hanging light bulb on it. Wu Zhong pressed the switch and the light bulb emitted a faint yellow light.

A place that cannot be regarded as a bed is actually two wooden boards together. There is a quilt and a few pieces of clothes on it.

"Don't laugh at me." Wu Zhong said: "Living alone, just be a little casual."

"It's pretty good." Long Ming said. He walked to the small cabinet next to him and saw Wu Zhong's dishes. The dishes were very vegetarian, like two dishes mixed together. The rice cooker on the ground was a worn-out product, and I don't know how it got it.

"What kind of dish?" Long Ming asked strangely.

"There are still left in that house, and the owner, and it's good to mix together."

Long Ming threw the vegetables into the garbage bag.

"Stop eating." Long Ming made a phone call and asked Tian Yue to cook a table of dishes here.

Long Mingyi said to Wu Zhong: "I have eaten so many meals, please ask me once."

"You, are you recognizing me?"

"To be honest, I must feel uncomfortable." Long Mingyi said: "But someone has to take a step forward, right?"

Wu Zhong threw himself on his son and hugged him and cried bitterly. Just like Long Mingyi when he was a child, he was wronged and ran to his father's arms and cried bitterly. But now Long Mingyi is tall and he is hugging his father.

Wu Zhong's departure finally logically explained. Otherwise, why would he leave behind and leave with a great career? Long Ming always thought he had a woman outside, but now he realized that this is not the case.

Tianyue’s dishes were delivered by the manager. It was still warm when taken out of the insulated box.

The owner and the resident next to him looked at each other, but he didn't expect that Lao Wu had such a rich relative. Her daughter was already very good, and there was still such a man now.

"Thank you for your care." Long Ming opened a bottle of Wuliangye and poured it onto several people. He said, "Take care of him, he..."

Long Mingyi still didn't say the word "Dad".

The homeowner said, "Old Wu is a blessed person."

The lobster and crab were placed on the table, and the owners and the others ate it openly. Wu Zhong didn't eat much, but just looked at Long Mingyi intently.

What else is happier than a son’s achievement?

After drinking and eating, Long Mingyi did not leave. He lived in Wu Zhong.

"Can you live here? It's so bad!"

“You can’t drink alcohol when driving.”

"My..." Wu Zhong said: "There is a hotel in front."

“Insecure.”

Wu Zhong couldn't resist Long Mingyi and let him live here.

In the morning, the crow of roosters sounded. Long Mingyi slept until after seven o'clock in the past few years. Perhaps it was the first time he could really relax his whole body and fall asleep.

He looked at Wu Zhong, who was already a little hunched. How could this person give him such a sense of security? Is it because he is his father?

"Get up and wash your face." Wu Zhong said: "Don't be lazy in bed."

"I'll find you a place to live." Long Mingyi said: "Let's go."
Chapter completed!