Chapter 279 Poor Parents in the World

Ling Ruonan and Luo Ziling talked for more than an hour about the dispute between the Ling Yang family and how they should respond.

Luo Ziling listened attentively and didn't interrupt much.

In the end, Ling Ruonan's original weak look disappeared, replaced by a bold and resolute face.

"Ling'er, Mom will stand with you at any time. No matter who we are, we don't have to be afraid of him. Mom has accumulated enough strength, and you will grow up slowly. You have only been in Yanjing for a little over a month, and you are already After tossing things like this, Mom has more confidence in you. But you must be careful, you can't fully trust anyone, and you can't take anything lightly."

Seeing Ling Ruonan's fighting spirit and confidence, Luo Ziling was also infected.

"Mom, let's work together to reunite our family of three as soon as possible," Luo Ziling shook Ling Ruonan's hand vigorously when he said this.

Ling Ruonan also shook Luo Ziling's hand vigorously.

In the following time, Ling Ruonan asked about Luo Ziling's childhood.

Although Luo Linsheng often told her these things, Ling Ruonan was not satisfied at all, she needed Luo Ziling to tell her the story of growing up.

Luo Ziling wanted to tell Ling Ruonan what happened in his childhood and youth for a long time, and listened to her request, and told the story of his childhood without any hesitation.

He started from the first thing in his memory, and the most talked about was the feeling of loneliness since he was a child, his longing for mother's love and father's love, being able to study like normal children, and being able to go out to play with his parents.

Soon, Ling Ruonan's tears were seduced by Luo Ziling again, and it was out of control.

Luo Ziling talked for more than two hours, and Ling Ruonan wiped her eyes for more than two hours. In the evening, her eyes were so swollen that she could see things a little blurry. Speaking of Luo Xusheng, she would not shed tears, but what happened to Luo Ziling always touched her tears.

But she still asked Luo Ziling to tell more about the past. It wasn't until she heard Luo Ziling's stomach growling there that she realized that it was time to cook.

"Ling'er, we're still eating here today. After today, we'll contact you in a more discreet way. Don't let those people see or find out, lest they jump over the wall in a hurry." After wiping the tears off his face, he stood up, "Mom is going to cook for you."

"Let me help you," Luo Ziling also stood up, "I started cooking by myself when I was five years old. When my grandfather was out on business or went to the mountains to collect herbs, I would cook and eat by myself."

Luo Ziling's boastful words drew Ling Ruonan's tears again.

She couldn't imagine how a kid who was only five or six years old could cook and eat by himself.

Luo Ziling's flawed childhood was her fault as a mother. Thinking of this, Ling Ruonan felt so sad that she wanted to cry.

When a mother, the softest place in her heart is always her own children.

Poor parents in the world.

After listening to Luo Ziling tell so many interesting stories about her childhood, she felt more and more that she owed her son too much.

She thought of compensation, she must make up for what she owed her son these years, otherwise she will not feel at ease for the rest of her life.

"Ling'er, you've had a hard time these years." In the kitchen, preparing dinner with Luo Ziling, hearing what he said, Ling Ruonan couldn't help feeling sad. She wished she could give Luo Ziling everything she had now to make up for the maternal love she owed for twenty years.

"Mom, it's actually not bitter." Luo Ziling comforted Ling Ruonan with a smile, "Grandpa treated me very well.

He taught me a lot, including being self-reliant and being strong. I think, if I stay by your side all the time, maybe I'm just a dude who eats and drinks, and I don't know what I know now. "

These words made Ling Ruonan sad, and in the end she just forced a smile, and said: "I really thank God for allowing you to have such a good grandfather, otherwise I really don't know how to live this day."

"Mom, it's all over, and our hard days will come to an end. I believe that our wishes will come true soon. It won't take long for our family to be reunited and live a normal life."

Seeing the knowing smile on Luo Ziling's face when he said this, Ling Ruonan couldn't help being a little dazed.

The man in her memory who looked a lot like Luo Ziling naturally appeared in front of her eyes.

Twenty years have passed, and she hasn't seen him again. She wonders what is going on with the man who is sticking to him like her?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling sad again.

Seeing that Ling Ruonan seemed a little absent-minded, Luo Ziling simply took care of it, saying that he would do it tonight and let Ling Ruonan taste his son's craftsmanship. In the end, Ling Ruonan listened to Luo Ziling's persuasion, washed his hands and stood aside watching Luo Ziling busy.

Seeing her handsome son in high-end casual clothes and the famous Vacheron Constantin watch she bought, she was busy in an orderly manner in the kitchen, and when she cooked each dish, she felt a little dazed again.

I have missed my son for so many years, but my memory is still that little thing who eats her milk every day, cries desperately when she is hungry, and often makes her so noisy that she can't sleep well. The little man in front of her, who was a little taller than her, felt familiar yet strange to her.

The son has grown up so much, but she, as a mother, only raised him for three months. In the following years, other people helped her raise her. She felt that there were too many gaps in life.

"I hope that in the future, all these shortcomings can be made up for." This is Ling Ruonan's secret determination.

What made Ling Ruonan very happy was that when Luo Ziling was cooking, he kept talking to her, and after a dish was cooked, he just put some in it for her to taste. Ling Ruonan, who had never enjoyed this kind of family affection, was so excited and moved that she couldn't describe it in words.

When Luo Ziling cooked all the dishes prepared by Ling Ruonan in a very crisp and neat manner, Wu Yue also came back.

Luo Ziling kindly invited Wu Yue to taste his cooking, but Wu Yue dared not agree.

"Try Ling'er's handicraft, it's definitely better than mine," Ling Ruonan said before Wu Yue dared to agree.

"She is the most trusted person around Mom." During the meal, Ling Ruonan pointed to Wu Yue, "You can talk to her about anything in the future, and sometimes you can ask her to help when Mom is inconvenient to come forward. When, let Wu Yue take you to the place where your mother works to get familiar with the environment."

"Okay," Luo Ziling agreed, and then thanked Wu Yue: "Sister Wu Yue, thank you for taking care of my mother these past few years. If I need to trouble you in the future, please help me a lot."

Luo Ziling was so polite that Wu Yue was a little at a loss.

It was quite a warm dinner.

After dinner, Ling Ruonan asked Wu Yue to send Luo Ziling back.

When saying goodbye, Ling Ruonan whispered again: "Before meeting the two old men, you must keep a low profile. But being low-key does not mean being afraid. If someone dares to do something to you, just do it. The rest, Mom will take care of it."

"Understood!"