After An Xinyan helped Wei Han make dinner, she didn't see him come back until nine o'clock. She went home from work in order to catch the last train. She wanted to wait for him to come back and ask about some of his eating habits, but she could only

I'll wait until tomorrow morning to ask again. As a qualified nanny, it is natural for me to understand my employer's eating habits.

After returning home, An Liangliang walked out of the bedroom. The little guy quickly took An Xinyan's bag thoughtfully, "Baby, you are so good!"

An Xinyan kissed his little face, "Baby, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I'm waiting for mom!" An Liangliang kissed her back and looked at An Xinyan's serious answer. He couldn't sleep until his mother came back.

"Baby, don't wait for mom anymore. Go to bed first, you know?" An Xinyan felt a little guilty for his sensibleness.

An Liangliang said casually, "I can't sleep anyway, so I'm just waiting for my mother!"

"You little devil" An Xinyan naturally knew that her son said this on purpose, "Is your mother Qin sleeping?"

An Liangliang said, "Well...she said she was going to meet a client tomorrow, so she went to bed early."

"Baby, then you should go to bed quickly! There will be classes tomorrow. Mommy will find something to eat before going to bed." An Xinyan touched his head, got up and walked into the kitchen.

"Mom, I'm not telling you, you don't know how to take care of yourself. You haven't even eaten yet. The body is the capital of revolution. I, a child, know this, but you adults don't know it!" An

Liangliang shook his head speechlessly. His mother was good at everything, but she didn't take care of her body and often didn't eat on time.

"Mom knows you were wrong, baby, go to sleep!" An Xinyan looked at her brightly like a little adult and admitted her mistake, knowing she was wrong.

"Mom, sit down! I'll cook for you." An Liangliang pulled her to a chair next to the dining table and sat down. He got into the kitchen, put on an apron, and cooked noodles neatly.

An Xinyan felt melancholy looking at her son who was busy working for her. She was very touched and pleased to have such a caring and sensible son. Others said that her daughter is her mother's caring little cotton-padded jacket, so why not her son!

Liangliang is like a small stove to her, warming her life and heart.

When she saw Liangliang ready to turn around, An Xinyan quickly wiped away the tears on her face.

"Mom, are you crying? Don't be so moved! It's just a bowl of noodles." An Liangliang placed a bowl of fragrant Yangchun noodles in front of her and tilted his head to see the undried eyes.

"Mom is so happy." An Xinyan picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of noodles and fed it to her mouth, "Hmm... it's delicious, honey. Your surgery is really good. Whoever marries you in the future will be lucky." She said.

She doesn't like all kinds of noodles, but she likes the noodles made by her son very much.

"I don't want to marry a wife. I want to stay with my mother all my life and honor you." An Liangliang didn't think that far ahead. He just wanted to grow up quickly and let his mother live a good life. He didn't want her to

So hard every day.

An Xinyan, "What you said now is good, just don't marry a wife and forget about your mother in the future."

An Liangliang pretended to be sad, "Mom, you don't believe in me, your son. It hurts my heart so much. My young heart has been severely hit."

"Son, don't be like this. Mom is just a hypothesis. It's just a hypothesis. I know that my son is the most filial. Come on, smile!" An Xinyan pinched both sides of his little face.

"Okay, Mom, I'm going to bed. You should finish your meal and go to bed! Mom, good night!" An Liangliang yawned greatly. As long as his mother came back, he would feel relieved, and sleepyheads would naturally come.
Chapter completed!