Luo Yu stared at the clothes, feeling very upset.

Why make things difficult for him a one-year-old baby?

Luo Yan smiled and stretched out his big hand.

Luo Yu looked down at the knot at the neckline, measured his hands-on ability, and closed his eyes with his fate.

Lin Miao came back with complementary food and saw that both babies had already changed into new red clothes, so she smiled.

"Come on, let mom see if your good baby is beautiful?"

She pulled up two small ones and looked around.

She deliberately chose a small Chinese dress, and her original intention was to think that the pants under the robe could be loose and convenient for the baby.

But now I see the two little ones wearing small robes and holding two fat hands, looking so cute.

I really miss the boy who gives money in the New Year pictures.

"It looks so good, mom kiss," Lin Miao said to each of the two little ones, "Come on, have a meal, after we finish the meal, let's go to find the great-grandfather."

"You can ask for New Year's money."

Luo Hao grinned with a small mouth and stared at Huang Chengcheng's egg custard.

As for New Year’s money, what is it? Can it be eaten?

Lin Miao smiled and fed Luo Hao breakfast. Luo Yu turned his eyes and suddenly slapped Luo Hao, who was eating happily, staggered.

"Yuyu, how can I hit my brother?"

Lin Miao frowned and scolded.

Luo Yu pursed his mouth and a light flashed in his eyes.

Lin Miao immediately reflected on his tone that he was too heavy.

Luo Yu opened his mouth and was extremely well-behaved.

"So Yu is hungry, but you can't beat your brother if you are hungry. Do you know?"

Lin Miaodao.

Luo Yu nodded and went to La Luo Hao.

Luo Hao held it heartlessly and opened his mouth.

The two bright red mouths are like hungry birds.

But Lin Miao had one hand, and there was no way to be a spoonful of each person.

Luo Yan looked at the youngest son who was on the upper body of the drama genius with his eyes squinted.

When I was busy with that profession, I often didn’t stay at home for several months.

Maybe he should think about it.

Luo Yan was thinking in his mind whether he should consider developing his business in this industry.

Lin Miao didn't know how Luo Yan was thinking about how to pack his son and send him away.

Feeding the two little ones, she put a hat on the two little ones and led them to the main house.

Mr. Luo got up early in the morning and was sitting in the main seat of the hall now.

Seeing a few people coming, the special assistant put two thick cushions on the ground.

Lin Miao then instructed the two little ones to kowtow to greet the New Year, and then said, "How did mom teach you earlier?"

Luo Hao blinked his eyes, held his little hand, and raised it high, "Hello, great-grandson."

Lin Miao was speechless, "It's a happy New Year."

"Okay," Mr. Luo didn't care about those, as long as it was said by his great-grandson, it would be good.

He took out a red envelope and handed it to Luo Hao.

Luo Hao took it with a confused look on his face and found a golden page from it.

"This is what the great master gave you. The Luo family motto is one a year, and it will be one in the future."

Luo Hao pouted his little mouth, looked around for a few more times, and then threw it away without interest.

Lin Miao hurriedly picked it up and saw that Mr. Luo was not angry, so he felt at ease.

After staring at the pages of the book, Luo Yu said happily the New Year and picked up his hands.

Luo Yan was speechless.

This kid has never seen him speak so happily.

"Okay," Mr. Luo handed him another red envelope.

Luo Yu immediately opened it and saw that it was the same and stuffed it into his arms.

"Would Yuyu give it to your mother? Mom will help you collect it?" The gold texture was too soft, and Lin Miao was worried that it would be broken. After all, it was a family motto.

Luo Yu immediately covered his chest.

Lin Miao laughed.

"Mom, don't want it. Mom will put it together with your little ring, and you can see it at any time."

Luo Yu held Lin Miao's hand seriously and went out.

Lin Miao followed two steps before she realized that her son was going with her.

Lin Miao was speechless.

Is it really good that my son is so greedy for money?

She looks at Luo Yan.

Luo Yan shrugged.

Lin Miao held his forehead, why did her two sons have such a far different personalities?

It would be great if I neutralized it.

After putting down the pages of the book, Lin Miao said: "Is it OK now?"

Luo Yu was very satisfied and took Lin Miao back again.

Because Sister Zhu was not here, the special assistant took care of the two little ones while the few people were having dinner.

Listening to Luo Hao's happy laughter, Lin Miao looked over.

Luo Hao was holding a high-simulation car and slid around the ground.

Obviously, he likes this more than Golden Page.

Lin Miao hurriedly looked at Mr. Luo, and saw that he was also smiling, and then he laughed.

But this smile is a bit bitter.

The simulated car is much more expensive than Jinye. It is estimated that it was ravaged by Luo Hao, so there is no need to ask for this car.

After dinner, Lin Miao threw the two little ones to the two men and ran to the kitchen, without seeing them.

Due to Mr. Luo’s illness, this year’s New Year’s Eve dinner is particularly particular, and many things must be removed, but the taste must be guaranteed.

After all, there is only one meal a year, and Lin Miao doesn't want Mr. Luo to eat so blandly at this time.

The chef also had this idea, and the two hit it off.

After thinking about it for more than half a month, it is time for the two of them to perform.

The two of them were busy in the kitchen, so they didn't know that Luo's father and Changqing were coming again in front.

Because life is special, Mr. Luo doesn’t want the family to be uneasy.

In order to make a fuss, although he was calm, he still let the two of them in.

"Dad, are you feeling better?"

Luo's father accompanied him with a smile.

Mr. Luo nodded. When he sat down, he saw that he had become dark and thin, and said, "What are you busy with recently?"

"No, just stay at home, watering flowers and raising fish."

"It's nothing."

Mr. Luo nodded.

My son has worked hard for half his life, and it may not be a good thing to be idle now.

Mr. Luo, who was plagued by illness, knew the pain well.

Changqing squinted his eyes at Luo's father and smiled and said, "Where can people see the sky is idle? I always have to get sick when I am idle."

She moved her body slightly to face Mr. Luo.

"I heard that there is a quotation above and said that a few experienced people will be hired back."
To be continued...