There was a light drizzle floating in the sky over Paris, which was different from the sunny weather in China.

Bian Lingxi had three small classes this morning, each class lasted an hour, and she had to move to three teaching buildings in between. The break time between classes was only twenty minutes. Basically, after one class, she had to rush to the next one non-stop.

Classrooms, but there are several teaching buildings between the three classrooms, and it takes five minutes to drive.

After a morning, Bian Lingxi was almost paralyzed by exhaustion. After class, she got in the car and lay down for a while, waiting for the fatigue to dissipate a little, and then drove back home after being fully rejuvenated.

Bian Lingxi doesn't really like eating in restaurants outside. She always feels lonely when she's alone every time. So she just eats at home and can improve her cooking skills. Why not have fun.

Just after returning home, Bian Lingxi was preparing to go to the kitchen to make some kelp and shrimp soup for lunch. Unexpectedly, the moment she walked in, she smelled a familiar aroma of rice.

"Dad, why are you here?" Bian Lingxi's eyes turned red for some reason when she saw her father wearing an apron standing in front of the stove, holding a spatula and stir-frying quickly.

"I'm back. Dad's company happened to have nothing to do today. I guessed that you came home from class today and were too lazy to cook. If I asked you to go home to eat, you would definitely hate driving home so far, so Dad went there in person.

Come to your door and cook some food for you."

"Dad, you are so kind!"

Bian Lingxi has not had a mother since she was a child. When she was a child, she would always chase her father and ask where her mother was. Later, when she grew up, her father told her that her mother had passed away long ago. She died in childbirth when she was born.

After that, she never cried for her mother.

In recent years, Bianlin has become a grown man who has become both a father and a mother. When his wife passed away, he was not yet thirty years old. His family members advised him to remarry, but this grown man refused his parents' advice and stayed with him.

The only memories I have with my wife, and the only daughter left by my love, have been twenty-three years.

"What are you still standing there for? Go wash your hands and come over for dinner." Bian Lingxi listened to her father's gentle and courteous voice, full of fatherly love. For a moment, she smiled happily. The fatigue of the morning seemed to be reflected when she saw her family when she entered the door.

That second disappeared completely.

Bian Lingxi quickly washed her hands and came out and sat at the dining table. Bian Lin had already set out the dishes and was waiting for her to come over.

"Taste whether daddy's cooking still tastes the same as before." Bian Lin said and gave her a piece of braised crucian carp. He has been very busy with work these years and rarely cooks for his daughter. He himself is also a little unsure.

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"It's delicious. It tastes just like when I was a kid. Thank you, dear dad!" Bian Lingxi ate the fish and smiled like a kid who got candy. His head swung back and forth, very satisfied.

"You little girl, you have not liked to eat any kind of meat since you were a child, you just prefer fish. It is you who forced your dad and me to cook fish that is comparable to a Michelin chef." Bian Lin said with the gentlest words of a man.

He said the toughest words in his tone while picking up a spoon and giving his daughter a bowl of chicken soup. The fat on it had been filtered once before leaving the pot. The soup was delicious and not greasy at all.

"Drink more soup. I haven't seen you for two weeks. Why have you lost so much weight!" Bian Lin has always regarded the only daughter left by his wife as the treasure in his hand. He will do anything for her. As long as she speaks,

Even if he risked his life, he would give it all to her.

"Dad, I'm not losing weight. I weighed myself yesterday and I'm a pound heavier than last week." Bian Lingxi stood up and looked at herself to her father. She was even afraid that Bian Lin couldn't see clearly enough and was thinking of himself.

The ground turned in a circle.

"Okay, I get it. You have a reason to deal with your dad every time. Do you really think your dad's eyes have grown in vain for decades?" Bian Lin smiled and motioned for her to sit down and have a good meal.

Lingxi touched her nose, feeling a little guilty.

Summer is coming, that girl who loves beauty doesn’t want to lose weight? What a coincidence, she is a typical woman who loves beauty, not to mention that the cheongsam she likes to wear has very high requirements for her figure!

"Dad, please eat a piece of meat."

"You girl, do you want to shut up your dad?" Every time the father and daughter talk about this topic, Bian Lingxi will fool her. Bian Lin has long been familiar with her routine, "Forget it, you can lose weight, but you can't do harm.

Regarding your own body, look at the little stars in your brother’s company. Just pick out a few who are not hungry because of losing weight. I heard two days ago that a little star just had a surgery.

Gastric reduction surgery.”

Bian Lin is both a mother and a father, and has to worry about everything, so it is inevitable that he talks too much, but as long as his daughter is well, he has no extravagant expectations.

"Dad, I understand." After dinner, both father and daughter had no work in the afternoon. Bian Lingxi just put the bowl in the dishwasher, wiped his hands, and came out to hold his father's still strong arm and act coquettishly.

Bian Lin was so shaken by her that he didn't know what to do. He stretched out his right index finger and tapped her forehead lovingly, and said, "You little girl, you know how to use this trick against your father."

Hehe~

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After dinner at noon, the father and daughter did not go out. They stayed on the sofa all afternoon. The daughter leaned on her father's shoulder, holding her arms, looking at each other in silence, watching TV in tacit understanding. From time to time, the father would chat.

After saying a few words, my daughter also echoed her.

Every time Bian Lin comes here, he likes to tell her how great his company is. To put it bluntly, he just wants her to go home and inherit the family business.

Bian Lingxi's most vivid realization one afternoon was: If I don't take my job as a university professor seriously, I will really be forced to go home and inherit the family business!

It’s difficult, it’s really difficult!

His father is still in charge of the dinner, and Bian Lingxi's cooking skills are only worthy of being a beginner. But the fact is that Bian Lin is not even willing to let his precious daughter do the preliminary work, because in his eyes, the apple of his eye cannot touch the beauty of spring water.

, things like cooking are all men’s work.

"Xixi, if you find a boyfriend in the future, you must find one who can cook." Bian Lin never stopped holding the kitchen knife in his hand, and in a short while, three or four small dishes were cut.

"Dad, your knife skills are still as good as before!"

"You're a little girl who knows how to tease your father." Bian Lin still looked doting on him, and he almost moved her home with the best things in the world.

"Xixi, I will put this lunch box in the refrigerator for you. Tomorrow morning, take it out, heat it in the microwave, and bring it to school to eat." Bian Lin asked his daughter while quickly checking the contents of the little girl's refrigerator.

Inventory, "Eat less food from outside, and there is nothing in your refrigerator. I will ask my assistant to bring you some tomorrow."

Bian Lingxi has been busy revising her graduation thesis recently, and has not gone to the supermarket for a long time. The only supplies in the refrigerator were delivered by Meituan Express riders yesterday, so she was not polite to her father, "Thank you, dear."

Dad."

Father and daughter Bian Lin and Bian Lingxi were busy in the kitchen until half past seven. After finishing everything, Bian Lin kept asking Bian Lingxi to pay attention to safety and other commonplace questions when living alone. Bian Lingxi responded one by one.

He got down and then sent his father to the underground parking garage.

Standing at the vent of the garage, she stood quietly, her eyes dull, watching her father drive away from her apartment alone. She suddenly understood the man in Zhu Ziqing's novel who struggled to climb over the railing just to deliver oranges to his children, but left in a hurry.

The back of my departed father turned out to be so great.

The same goes for her father, who has been her warmest harbor since she was a child and her most solid support in her growth. And it's time for her to become her father's support!

At night, cold wind kept blowing from the entrance of the underground parking garage. Bian Lingxi involuntarily gathered up the thin gauze coat on his body, turned around with a lonely back, and the elevator door opened and closed, closed and opened again, and with one finger
Chapter completed!