The two stopped talking and did their work silently, but they looked at each other from time to time, and there was tenderness and...expectation in both eyes.
An hour later, hot dishes were served on the table.
"Dad, it's time for dinner."
Lin Duanzheng agreed and walked to the table. Lin Yao picked up a bowl and said, "I'll serve you some rice."
"Sit down." Lin Duanzheng suddenly called her.
Lin Yao looked back in confusion, but intimidated by her father's authority, she came back and sat down obediently.
Lin Duanzheng picked up the bowl and walked into the kitchen. He filled a bowl with rice and placed it in front of Lin Yao. He said seriously:
"Eat more. Look at you, you've become so thin."
Lin Yao was stunned for a moment, looking down at the bowl of rice piled high in front of her. She looked up and smiled at her father:
"Thank you, Dad."
"Yeah." Lin Duanzheng coughed, picked up the bowl, and said to Xiaole and Fangfang:
"You guys eat too."
"OK."
Thank you, uncle."
Fang Xiaole and Fangfang agreed, and the four of them started eating.
At first the atmosphere at the table was a bit dull, but as Fangfang started to eat, she started shouting:
"Wow, Sister Yao, this boiled beef is so delicious!"
"Wow, this pickled pepper bullfrog is so spicy, but so delicious!"
"Oh my god, there's also sweet and sour pork ribs. Uncle Lin, please try it. This is Sister Yao's best dish."
With Fangfang's voice, the atmosphere at the table began to liven up. Lin Duanzheng couldn't help but smile as he ate the food made by his daughter.
He looked at Fang Xiaole beside him, and the imbalance in his heart finally disappeared.
Look, my daughter doesn’t just cook for you, she also cooks for me!
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