Picking up a spoon and putting it into the porridge to stir it, Jiang He sighed, "I also know that this is the best choice for the children, but I feel really empty inside when I can't see them all of a sudden."

"If you want, we can adopt one." Lu Mingfeng said in a low voice.

"Let's not do it." Jiang He thought about the next few decades. Even if he took the child in, he would suffer with him. It would be better to wait until ten years later. He did not pay attention to the meaning of the two words "we" that Lu Mingfeng said.

"Ah, Xiao He, your cooking skills are really amazing." Gao Youhui on the other side praised while eating, and didn't notice that his friend's face was about to turn black.

"This porridge today was not made by me. It was cooked by Mingfeng. Don't praise the wrong person." Jiang He said with a smile.

"Mingfeng?" Gao Youhui looked up at Lu Mingfeng in disbelief, then at Jiang He. "Are you kidding?"

"Yeah!" Jiang He shrugged.

"Old Lu? You are so mean. I have known you for so many years, but you have never cooked porridge for me? Are you still a brother?" Gao Youhui looked at Lu Mingfeng with a very resentful look, as if he would not give up until he gave me an explanation.

"That's not necessary." Lu Mingfeng answered ruthlessly, as if he didn't see the grievance in the other person's eyes.

Gao Youhui was speechless for a moment, and then he felt very resentful, and he served another big bowl. After all, this porridge was really good, and then he said to Jiang He with great regret, "Let's eat more. I don't know what's wrong with Old Lu. Let's eat as much as we can from this bowl of porridge."

"Puff--" Jiang He looked at Lu Mingfeng with eyes that seemed to want to strangle Gao Youhui to death, and instantly felt a little pity for him. It must be a lot more fun to have such a silly guy around. As expected, the Husky is a species that only makes you feel happy when you see others raising it.

"By the way, did Grandpa leave some porridge for them?" Jiang He asked as if he had thought of something.

"The pot is here. I'll let Youhui bring it to them later." Lu Mingfeng explained without any guilt for treating his friends as free labor.

"It's okay, I'll send it over after I finish eating." Gao Youhui was quite self-conscious. After eating, he cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen to prepare porridge for the old man in the house. It could be considered a division of labor.

"Hey, it will be 7 o'clock in half an hour. I think the sky is not too bright today. Let's finish the finishing work quickly. If it rains again, it will delay us." Jiang He looked at his watch. It was summer now, so the sky would get bright soon. It was bright at around 6 o'clock, but the sky was a little gray today, which made people feel uncomfortable. "I'll go to the livestock farm first."

"I'll go with you and take a look."

"T."