After dinner, Lin Miao began to feel drowsy.

She forced herself back to the room, and the furnishings were ready in the morning. She pulled open the quilt and went in to sleep.

Cheng Dong began to clean the table and clean the yard.

It was almost evening, and there was no movement on the side room, so Cheng Dong couldn't help but mutter.

"Old Luo, Miaomiao seems to have been sleeping for too long."

Old Luo turned his head and looked at him strangely: "If you don't eat, you can sleep well, how can you maintain your health?"

"She has such a thin body and doesn't raise her well. It should be very hard to have a great-grandson, right?"

Cheng Dong thought it was right, so he didn't worry anymore.

It was getting dark before Lin Miao came out of the room.

"Did you sleep well?" Cheng Dong asked with a smile.

"Very good, the bed is very comfortable," Lin Miao returned with a smile.

Cheng Dong laughed, and this did not disappoint Boss Luo's mobilization in the middle of the night.

"The meal will be done soon, you can sit down first," Cheng Dong nodded and turned to the kitchen.

Mr. Luo came out of the main house, "Miaomiao, come down."

Lin Miao followed in and saw him standing in front of an old record player, with a look of offering treasures, "This is for you."

"This," Lin Miao was surprised.

Nowadays, most of them are audio recorders, and such objects are rare.

"And this," Mr. Luo shot the vinyl record next to him, "It's all yours."

Lin Miao picked up one of them and saw the pattern and the words on it, and his hands were shaking.

This is the first vinyl that a world-class master was at its peak back then. Although others have passed away today, the value of this record is quite valuable.

She was scanning the stack, and they were all first-time works by famous artists and highly praised.

"Now those things sound sizzling and it's a big mess."

"Cheng Dong said that prenatal education is particularly important. You should listen to it often if you have nothing to do," Mr. Luo explained very seriously.

Lin Miao grinned.

Isn’t it a waste to use such a precious record as prenatal education music?

Cheng Dong and the chef came over to prepare the dishes. Seeing that the two were still talking nonstop, they said, "Old Luo, I'm having a meal."

Mr. Luo agreed to go over for dinner with Lin Miao.

The dishes here are indeed as Luo Yan said, which is very suitable for Lin Miao's appetite.

"Eat slowly, Cheng Dong, make these things tomorrow," Seeing her eating happily, Mr. Luo narrowed his eyes with joy, and pointed at the dishes that Lin Miao had the most frequent chopsticks.

Cheng Dong wrote down and was about to go to the kitchen, but he heard someone ringing the bell outside the door.

"Here you come," this time, the one who delivered the fruit should be here, Cheng Dong went over to answer the door.

But it was true that Luo's father and Changqing followed Cheng Dong.

Lin Miao hurriedly stood up, "Mom and Dad, you are here."

Luo's father smiled and nodded, indicating that she didn't have to be too polite.

Changqing glanced lightly and immediately frowned when she saw that she was really about to sit.

"Why are you so lazy? Before the elders can sit down, you can sit down first. Is your tutoring etiquette just like this?"

Lin Miao hurriedly stood there in a hurry.

Mr. Luo frowned and said coldly: "I'm not dead yet. Let's see myself before talking about others."

Evergreen and stiff, his face suddenly looked ugly.

She lowered her head and covered her expression on her face.

"Dad," Luo's father screamed helplessly.

"What are you here?"

Mr. Luo glanced at him, "If you come here specifically to find my granddaughter-in-law, you will disappear quickly."

Chang Qing could no longer stand up with such a rude way to expel the guest order, so she turned around and was about to leave.

"Dad," Luo's father grabbed her and said, "Doctor Meng said, you haven't slept much recently, so we are here to see you."

"I'm fine, you can go back now," Luolai hated his son for not being successful.

It was his indulgence that made his daughter-in-law

The woman doesn't know the right way.

Seeing Chang Qing's reluctance, he became less and less handsome.

Changqing finally couldn't help but shook Luo's father's hand and left.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Luo's father whispered.

"Ask your wife?"

Mr. Luo snorted: "Why did Miaomiao get into her? She scolded her as soon as she came. She couldn't sit still. Who did she think she was?"

"She also wants Miaomiao to be more disciplined," Luo's father said without any confidence.

"She thought? She didn't have much rules and taught others," said Mr. Luo: "It's all you have to do with, and you don't understand people and things anymore."

Mr. Luo said, turning his head, his expression was extremely gentle, "Miaomiao is fine, sit down and have a meal."

Lin Miao smiled at Luo's father and sat down carefully.

"You, hurry up and you'll feel upset when you look at it," Old Luo waved his hand, like driving a flies.

Seeing that the old father was full of energy, Luo's father felt relieved and walked along his wishes.

Luo Yan reminded.

"I understand, you should be more careful. If there is something wrong, please ask Chengdong to take you to the hospital immediately. Do you know?"

"There is nothing to do that," Luo Yan closed with a smile.

As soon as he connected, he cursed. Luo's father was scolded and was confused. He only remembered that his father finally warned him that he would not come to visit the door at will in the future and he would come to make an appointment in advance.

Why do you blame her for anything?

Luo's father closed the phone and shook his head helplessly.

My father's temper is really bad. It seems that he is too worried.

"By the way, how is Mr. Zhou?"

What is the difference between such a way of visiting and outsiders coming to visit?

"Okay," Lin Miao smiled happily, "Don't worry if you have grandpa and Cheng Dong here."

"But I'm afraid she will leave regrets," Luo Yan said.

"What's wrong with me?"

Lin Miao grinned, unable to be happy, "But in this way, mom should hate me even more."

"Do you know it in your heart? You have heard it. My father said that you can make an appointment in advance in the future."

"Why do you dislike Lin Miao?"

Changqing bit his back teeth hard.

Mr. Luo frowned when he saw it. When Lin Miao returned to the room, he called Luo's father.

"You are about the same," Luo's father Yu Guang glanced at him and couldn't help frowning.

"The situation has stabilized, but it is still in the observation period. I am discussing with my mother whether to recognize each other," Luo Yan said.

"You should pay more attention, too."

"What did you say?"

"Come on, let's eat ours," Luo Laozhong smiled again after driving the man.

"There is nothing to do," Lin Miao shrugged. "Mom is not young anymore. She has been feeling very fluctuating because of this."

Luo's father said a deep voice and turned his face away.

In the evening, Luo Yan's phone call arrived as promised.

Lin Miaodao.

Changqing sat next to him, listening to Mr. Luo's voice, and immediately curled his lips.

"It's not entirely rejecting," Luo Yan said carefully.

Lin Miao nodded with a smile, but the speed and frequency of eating were significantly slower.

As soon as she entered the door, she was scolded and scolded. She didn't say a word. Isn't that okay?

Changqing felt very wronged.

What does it have to do with her if the old man is nervous?

After asking Lin Miao how he was doing for a day, he smiled and said, "If you have grandpa here in the future, you don't have to worry."

Lin Miao sighed lightly, "You should do your best. If she just doesn't want to, don't force her."

"Where did I have it?" Chang Qing felt guilty.

Even because of his relationship, Changqing would not treat her very well.
Chapter completed!