Dafang once again extracted some spiritual energy from the air and circulated it throughout his body until his mind became clearer and he no longer walked unsteadily.

She just left quickly and walked a hundred meters away to a brighter main street.

After walking around on the roadside for more than ten minutes, a taxi finally arrived without any passengers.

After sitting in the back seat, I reported the street where the community was located.

She kept her eyes closed to rest her mind, absorbing spiritual energy and dissipating the alcohol in her body.

Not long after, the car stopped at the gate of the community where Ling's family was located.

Got out of the car and walked closer.

The young security guard on duty in the community was a little surprised when he saw her at first sight, and greeted her with a busy smile.

"Hey! Miss Ling, you're back so early today."

"Um."

Dafang nodded politely to the other party, took out the access card from his small bag, swiped it on and entered the community.

After she had walked a long way, the security guard whispered from behind, "It's weird, Miss Ling came back really early today."

Others who walked to Dafang's position would naturally not be able to hear what he said. But Dafang's hearing was excellent, so he could naturally hear it clearly.

But when I heard this, I felt a little helpless.

In fact, the community where Ling's family is located is an old community with many residents.

Over the years, I don’t know how many security guards have changed.

Therefore, when they usually meet most of the residents in the community, they will at most think that the person looks familiar, or they will know which building they live in.

There are only a few people like Lingshan who can be directly called by their last name.

This is also due to the fact that the original person often stays out at night and often comes back early in the morning smelling of alcohol.

This made the security guard at the gate of the community deeply impressed by her.

There are many houses in the community, with several types of houses, and the greening is well maintained.

The Ling family lived in one of the large flat-floor houses.

It was already late at night. When they got home, their father Lingbin and mother Zhao Qin were resting in the house, not knowing that she was back so early today.

Dafang didn't want to disturb them, so he simply washed up and went back to the bedroom to rest.

…

Early the next morning.

Lingbin and Zhao Qin woke up, got dressed and opened the bedroom door.

The smell of rice wafted in from outside.

The couple subconsciously thought that their daughter had come back from outside and had brought breakfast with her.

Zhao Qin was a little bit dissatisfied, and whispered to her husband: "You don't even care to eat the food I cooked, you just bought it from outside."

Lingbin snorted coldly, feeling that his daughter had gone too far this time.

In the past, I would still pretend to coax my wife. Every time I came back from an all-nighter, I would have breakfast at home, saying that the food cooked by her mother was delicious and tasted like home.

Although Lingbin also knew that the food his wife cooked was mediocre, his daughter's words made her happy, and that was enough.

But why is this girl not enlightened today?

He said that it would be better for his daughter to eat outside and then come back, so as not to cause trouble to his wife.

Besides, can the food bought from outside be as clean and authentic as home-cooked food?

But Lingbin sniffed and smelled the smell of breakfast. He felt that it should be pretty good, and it probably wouldn't taste too bad.

With this in mind, he comforted his wife and said, "Let's go, let's go out and wash up, and eat something together. This will save you another hard trip. Are you ready for breakfast?"

Lingbin did not doubt whether his daughter Lingshan would only bring her own breakfast and not bring it to the couple.

After all, they have taught their daughters to share since they were young, and they will never develop a selfish temper.

After listening to her husband's words, Zhao Qin felt better.

In the kitchen.

Da Fang, who had prepared breakfast, had turned off the fire and was waiting for Ling Bin and Zhao Qin to get up to eat.

When she heard the door open to the bedroom, she thought that the two of them were about to come out, so she walked to the dining room with the cooked millet porridge.

After putting down the porridge, he walked back to the kitchen and brought out fried buns, side dishes, and the necessary tableware one after another.

As soon as she put down the last thing, Lingbin came over from a distance.

"Shanshan, what did you buy for breakfast?

"Huh?"

Lingbin was surprised when he saw the breakfast on the table.

The pots and plates are homemade, and there are no plastic bags next to them. It obviously doesn't look like breakfast bought from outside.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Qin also came over.

"What's going on? Shanshan, is this the breakfast you prepared?"

"Yes, Dad, Mom, go and wash up quickly, this should be enough for the three of us.

"It tastes better when it's hot, but it gets cold when it's too late."

After hearing this and looking at the breakfast on the dining table, Lingbin wondered, why did his daughter suddenly become so sensible?

This is unscientific...

Wouldn't it be possible to buy it from outside, then take it home, heat it in the microwave, replace it with tableware at home, and treat it as homemade?

It's not that Lingbin doesn't believe his daughter, it's because Lingshan has never cooked at home before.

Not to mention when I go out, I often come back drunk. How can I still have time to cook?

Zhao Qin was more confused than her husband, but she thought she would have time to interrogate him later, so she took her husband to wash up.

Wait until the couple came out of the bathroom and sat down at the dining table.

The porridge has been served on the table, but Dafang hasn't moved his chopsticks yet, obviously waiting for them.

Lingbin frowned, feeling that something strange happened this morning.

"Let's eat first and talk about it later."

Zhao Qin was more curious than her husband about her daughter's sudden change, but she was still calm and did not ask immediately.

After meal.

"Tell me, is there anything you need your dad and I to help you sort out?"

Showing courtesy for nothing, regardless of whether the meal this morning was cooked by her daughter. Zhao Qin accepted this intention.

She was even mentally prepared for Lingshan to get into trouble outside, so she went home specifically to ask for help this morning.

Lingbin also looked at Dafang with a serious face. He and his wife had similar ideas.

"Oh? Mom, why did you say that? Do you think I caused trouble outside?" Dafang said in surprise.

"I really didn't cause any trouble.

"However, there is one not-so-good thing that I really want to tell you two. I went to the hospital for a checkup a few days ago and found that I have several tumors in my body, and I may need surgery.

"This kind of surgery requires the signature of family members, so you see, should my dad take the time to go to the hospital with me, or should you go with me?"

You have to go to the hospital, and you have to have surgery.

Since your body is sick, you don't have to ignore it or pretend it doesn't exist, but you have to face the facts head-on.

In addition, she was an only child, so Dafang believed that her parents had the right to know about this matter.

Moreover, compared with telling someone from outsiders, the latter will be more shocking if your daughter tells it herself.

Therefore, since she had planned to have surgery, Dafang took this opportunity to tell her original parents about the situation.
Chapter completed!