The ingredients of the fried noodles are simple. After a while, the fragrant fried noodles are served.

Lin Miao picked up the noodles and put them in front of Mr. Luo, looking at him carefully.

"What's wrong?"

Mr. Luo was surprised.

Lin Miao hurriedly shook his head and sat down obediently.

Luo Yan smiled.

Lin Miao glared at him, his face slightly red.

She had also seen many big scenes and should be very suitable for such occasions.

But she was really shocked just now.

It's not that there are too many people, nor that the car is luxurious.

But the spirit of those people looks different.

Seeing these people, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up.

That was a subconscious reaction.

She thought this was already amazing, but after hearing Luo Yan's words, she always had the illusion that she used it as a cauldron that was enough to be used as a national weapon as a hammer to knock walnuts.

"Grandpa, what did you look like back then?"

Lin Miao was curious.

"Same as it is now," said Mr. Luo: "Of course, it looks better than now, and there are not so many folds on his face."

Luo's father curled his lips.

He was known as the bloodthirsty demon king back then.

Moreover, both other parties and one party are well recognized.

Thinking about the six months after being forced to train at that time, Luo's father shivered quietly.

Lin Miao rolled her eyes and looked at the old man with a merciful and smiling face. She really couldn't imagine how such a person led those people.

Luo Hao and Luo Yu saw Lin Miao staring at Mr. Luo, and he also stared at him.

After receiving the baptism of six eyes, Mr. Luo was calm and a little proud that could not be concealed.

Luo Yan pushed Lin Miao and whispered: "Hurry up and have a meal."

Lin Miao said oh, stirring the noodles.

After dinner, she pulled Luo Yan back into the house, "Tell me honestly, what is the identity of grandpa?"

"you do not know?"

Luo Yan was surprised.

"You have never told me, how do I know?" Lin Miao glared.

Luo Yan thought for a while, "Let me say that, the one who is now in the end often comes to his house with his father when he was a child. At that time, his father was my father's subordinate."

Lin Miao blinked.

The amount of information is a bit large, she is a little dizzy.

"But that's all the past. People are better than the next generation. My descendants are not good at it, so they are just a businessman when they come here."

"What's wrong with the businessman?"

Lin Miao stared at him.

In her eyes, Luo Yan is the best.

"There were no charity business before?"

"You are paving the road and building the base, how many practical things have you done?"

"Even if others want to do these things, they may not be able to do them well."

"Even if you do it well, you won't be able to do your best."

Luo Yan looked at Lin Miao with a smile and pulled her neck, gave herself a sign, and smiled and pulled her head out.

Although she knew that she was just comforting herself, how could she be so pleasant to hear?

At night, Luo Yan was finally able to sleep for a whole night.

But early in the morning, he was about to rush to the company.

As the end of the year approaches, both finance and business need to be summarized.

As the boss of two large companies, he must clearly classify them and determine the dividends at the end of the year.

Lin Miao sent back the local specialties that Lin Miao brought back to his friend Qin's family.

Then I was busy preparing New Year's goods for the New Year.

After a rush, the Little New Year was coming.

According to the custom of the north, the family should clean the dust and clear the stove at the New Year to welcome the stove king.

Early in the morning, Lin Miao and Sister Zhu began cleaning.

She was inconvenient to move, and the special assistant came to climb high and step down low. Sister Zhu was responsible for cleaning the windows and sweeping the room. Lin Miao swept the door edges and window frames, and pasted the window flowers and New Year pictures.

Luo Hao and Luo Yu were not willing to be outdone and were also trying to post.

Lin Miao could not match the two of them, so he gave them a window flower the size of a palm, asking them to paste it.

Mr. Luo was by the window, watching the noisy yard, and the smile on his face never closed.

In the evening, Luo Yan came back and saw that the courtyard had almost changed a lot, and he couldn't help but be amazed.

"It looks good," the special assistant laughed, "It's all your wife arranged."

Luo Yan smiled loudly.

His wife's aesthetic is definitely not to mention.

The special assistant hiccupped and left depressed.

He just talks too much.

As the Little New Year passes, the New Year is approaching.

Lin Miao has been strictly prohibited by Luo Yan at this time and is not allowed to carry anything more than three kilograms.

Luo Hao and Luo Yu were even more ordered to repeatedly, and they must not slap their mother vigorously, and they must not ask their mother to hug them.

Luo Yu and Luo Hao expressed dissatisfaction with this, but were violently suppressed by Luo Yan.

Time was set to the thirty day in the battle between the three of them.

When we get up early in the morning, the kitchen begins to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Lin Miao failed this year, so Sister Zhu wanted to stay and help.

Lin Miao refused.

She has experienced it personally.

Children from single-parent families don’t even realize it on weekdays, but they feel lonely every New Year Festival.

Sister Zhu has already helped her a lot on weekdays, so how could Lin Miao bear to let them separate on such a day?

Therefore, on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, she urged Sister Zhu to go back and also sealed a big red envelope.

Therefore, there is no help in the kitchen, so the chef can only work alone.

It was getting dark and the New Year’s Eve dinner began.

Too many things have happened this year.

Mr. Luo looked at his grandson with a calm expression and a calm face, and was very moved.

Once upon a time, he thought this home was about to collapse.

Fortunately, the grandson insisted and the grandson-in-law was strong and survived.

Now, they can sit at the table together and have a happy reunion dinner.

He picked up the cup and whispered: "Miaomiao, thank you."

Lin Miao didn't expect that Mr. Luo would like to pay tribute to her at the dinner and hurriedly picked up the cup.

She couldn't drink alcohol or drink, so she brought a glass of water.

Fortunately, Mr. Luo is not wine either.

Both of them also took a sip and counted as their wishes.

Putting down the cup, Mr. Luo took a light breath and said aloud: "Let's go."

Everyone then took the chopsticks.
To be continued...