It’s not that I don’t want to say it, I’m just afraid that I can’t meet her expectations.
In the end, she stopped talking. It was kind of funny. After more than 20 years, he was still as scared of these things as a young boy.
A tricycle appeared in his eyes, but before he could see it clearly, he heard Luo Kang's voice.
"Mom, just tell me, do you really want me to die with you? Can't you just look at the road?"
"Shut up, the more you talk, the less I know how to ride."
The sound was just as pleasant as in my memory.
He hurried over and saw his wife riding a tricycle, followed by Luo Kang. However, Luo Kang looked a little disheveled, with messy hair and a pot in one hand.
"Mother of the kid, what are you doing..." Father Luo's nose felt a little sore, and he suddenly didn't know what to say.
"I bought some things and plan to start selling steamed buns and dumplings tomorrow. Please help me take the things back."
Mother Luo looked at Father Luo and spoke directly. She knew that although Father Luo would not speak for her, he would definitely do whatever she asked him to do.
"Oh, okay."
As soon as I got home, I saw Wang Xiaoli holding her waist, like an old man. Her belly was not very big, but she insisted on showing it every day, as if everyone knew she was pregnant.
Luo's mother didn't care and took the things to the kitchen.
The kitchen was a mess, and Luo Ming was busy cooking. Mrs. Luo was very angry today and wanted to teach Wang Xiaoli a lesson.
She didn't cook, thinking they would figure it out on their own. Waiting for them to beg her...
"Mom, you're back. Hurry up and cook. Make some stir-fried meat with green peppers and potatoes!"
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