In the evening, Luo Yan came back just after dinner.

Lin Miao was about to call him, but he was busy when he saw him coming back.

"Are you ready to negotiate?"

Luo Yan nodded, his eyes bright.

"Dad will be there in a few days."

"So quickly," Lin Miao was slightly surprised.

"I'm going to force this," Luo Yan smiled. "If it weren't for the holidays over there, he would have left tomorrow."

"Dad has been staying for too long," Lin Miao smiled. Seeing that she was in a good mood, he said another sentence: "Why are you there too?"

"How is that possible," Luo Yan sneered.

His mother wishes she could not control the sun and be surrounded by people, so how could she be willing to go to the poor mountain valley that was so poor that she could only cover her head?

"What should I do in my life if that dad goes there alone?"

Lin Miao was a little worried.

There are all households there, and there is no such thing as nanny care.

Luo's father was used to living here with clothes and food. He was afraid that he would not get used to it for the time being.

"There is a servant at home, so I will follow you first. When I get used to it locally, she will come back."

"The servant knows the situation there?"

Lin Miao asked.

It’s really not convenient there, so you should explain this kind of thing clearly to avoid feeling uncomfortable?

Luo Yan nodded, but he doubled her salary.

Such wages are hard to find with lanterns.

Moreover, Luo’s father only needs food, clothing and clothing on weekdays.

If you don’t agree to such conditions, you have a problem with your brain.

"That's good," Lin Miao smiled, "I don't know how long it will take to come back after dad."

"While you're still here, play with your baby more."

Lin Miao suddenly said.

Luo Yan turned his head to look at her.

Although Lin Miao never said that, from her performance every time Luo’s father came, Luo Yan could see that she did not welcome Luo’s father.

"What are you doing? Can't you welcome dad?"

Lin Miao felt guilty and glared at her eyes.

"Yes," Luo Yan chuckled, "I'll tell him later."

"He must be happy."

Lin Miao responded lowly and went to the main house with him.

Lao Luo was playing with the baby. When he saw the two of them coming over, he said, "Is the talk finished?"

Luo Yan murmured and sat next to him, "I greeted the person in charge there, and it will be over in a few days. At this time, he will help find a house or something."

Mr. Luo said: "Your father has the intention to say that, but his concepts were from decades ago. This is different from that time."

"Although he has experience, you can't listen to him."

"After all, it is an era that keeps pace with the times. You can learn from it, but you can't listen to it all."

Luo Yan nodded, "I have also hired several professors from the institute. They will study together before they can finalize the plan."

Mr. Luo finally nodded with a smile.

Seeing that Old Luo's brows were soothing, Lin Miao gently knelt Luo Yan.

Luo Yan looked at her, "I will tell my dad about it in the past two days."

He looked at Mr. Luo.

Mr. Luo glared at him, "Look at what I do, can I stop you from talking about serious things?"

This is not against him coming.

"Yes," Luo Yan smiled and saw the special support coming, and said, "I'm hungry, I'll have dinner."

Several people sat in groups and had dinner with them and rested.

In the middle of the night, it snowed.

Early in the morning, Lin Miao opened the curtains and was slightly surprised.

Luo Yan said, "Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest, and this year's harvest should be good."

Lin Miao raised her eyebrows.

Is this bullying her and not understanding farming?

Such a thin layer is probably nothing enough.

When Luo Yan saw her looking over, he kissed her naturally, "Wife, do you want to build a snowman?"

Lin Miao was speechless.

She is already a child's mother, and her son can build a snowman in two years.

However, Luo Yan said this enough to show that she is still young in his heart.

Lin Miao smiled and smiled, looking out the window.

Luo Yan hugged her for a while, and before he could find anything else, Luo Hao's loud howl rang.

Lin Miao, who was originally soft like a little sheep, pushed him away and rushed to the next door.

Luo Yan sighed gloomy and followed him.

Sure enough, Luo Hao and Luo Yuduba got up beside the bed fence.

He took over Luo Hao and divided the work and cooperated with Lin Miao.

When he finished packing up for his son, Luo Yan said, "When will Sister Zhu come back?"

"In a few days," Lin Miao smiled, "Why, is this annoying?"

Luo Yan lowered his head and met his son's shiny eyes.

He was so annoyed that he was not very upset, but no one helped him, and he couldn't do anything he wanted.

A crisp sound of the door came from outside. Lin Miao glanced at it and saw Luo's father coming in from there.

Is this too early?

Her eyes widened at Luo Yan.

Luo Yan smiled.

Knowing that he could come over as he pleased, Luo's father smiled so cheerfully.

At that time, Luo Yan knew that his father would come here early.

Lin Miao withdrew his gaze, tied the buttons on his son's collar, and said, "I'll go back and change some clothes, you'll take your son."

She rushed back to the bedroom.

After all, she was wearing pajamas in the bedroom at this time.

Luo Yan smiled softly and stood by the window holding his son in one hand.

Luo's father was talking to the special assistant and occasionally looked here.

Obviously, I was anxious to see my grandson, but I was afraid of disturbing them to sleep.

Soon, Lin Miao changed his clothes.

Luo Yan also changed, and the two of them came out with their children.

As soon as he left the door, Luo Yan saw Luo's father strode towards him.

"Dad," Lin Miao screamed with a smile, waiting for him to stand in the corridor.

Luo Hao was always dishonest and immediately struggled to stand on the ground when he saw Luo's father.

Luo's father walked up to him and saw that Luo Hao was about to come, so he quickly took a step back.

The snow had not stopped completely at this moment, and there was still a little snow on his head and body.

"Old Luo has gotten up too, otherwise, go to the house first?"

The special assistant saw his concern and said with a smile.

"Okay," Luo's father hurriedly retreated to the edge of the corridor and took pictures of the snow.
To be continued...