Donna's figure disappeared from Tang Luo and Chen Han's sight.

"Little Brother Luo, I can't bear to leave Nana."

Chen Han looked at Tang Luo with tears on his face.

"Okay, Xiaohan, when we find time, we will go see Nana."

Tang Luo comforted Chen Han.

It took a long time before the two came out of the airport.

When they arrived at the parking lot, the two of them seemed to feel something and looked up at the sky.

There, a plane that had just taken off flew into the sky, flying higher and higher, soaring straight into the sky.

"Is Nana on it?"

Chen Han looked at the plane and asked softly.

"Um."

Tang Luo nodded, he could feel Nana being on this plane.

"She is watching you, too."

"I hope she can get the wings of dreams, fly higher and higher, and fly to a world-class stage..."

Chen Han looked at the smaller and smaller planes and blessed softly.

“Yes.”

Tang Luo nodded.

"Not only Nana, but also you, will realize your dream."

Chen Han looked at Tang Luo and pursed his lips: "Little Brother Luo, let's go."

"good."

Tang Luo also smiled and got into the car.

"Xiaohan, prepare for it. When you think about what painting you want to learn, I will find you a famous teacher."

"Yeah, no hurry."

Chen Han nodded.

The two of them were talking and returned to the orphanage for more than an hour.

"Send it away?"

The old dean looked at the two and asked.

"Um."

Chen Han nodded.

"I still can't bear to bear it."

"Silly girl, don't be reluctant to let it go. For Nana, this is a great thing."

The old dean took Chen Han's hand and patted it gently.

However, she felt reluctant to leave.

After chatting for a few words, the old dean looked at Tang Luo: "Little Luo Luo, don't hurry to leave, right? Let's have lunch here at noon."

Hearing the old dean say this, Tang Luo nodded: "Okay, at noon today, I will show you a trick to the old dean."

"Oh? Little Lolo can still cook?"

The old dean couldn't believe it.

"Of course, it's definitely a chef-level."

Tang Luo smiled.

"You'll know if you try it later."

"Okay, okay, I'll eat the food you cooked today at noon."

The old dean's wrinkled face was full of smiles.

"Little Brother Luo, I'll help you."

Chen Han was also a little surprised. Little Luo Ge actually cooked? She didn't know yet.

"OK."

Tang Luo nodded.

Afterwards, the two went to the kitchen, Tang Luo cooked, and Chen Han started.

After walking around the yard, the old dean came to the kitchen door and looked at the busy two people in the kitchen with a stronger smile on his face. What a great couple!

In more than half an hour, Tang Luo prepared the meal and brought it into the old dean's house.

"It's very rich, which one was made by Little Lolo?"

The old dean looked at the table full of dishes and asked.

"Grandma, it's all made by Little Luo Ge, he's super awesome."

Chen Han said with some admiration.

"More than I know how to cook!"

"Is that right? Then I'll have a good time today."

The old dean said with a smile.

"Come on, old dean, you can try it."

Tang Luo handed the chopsticks to the old dean and said.

"Okay, you two sit down and eat together."

The old dean nodded.

The three of them sat around the dining table and started eating.

"Well, the food is really delicious when Xiao Luoluo cooks."

The old dean praised him as soon as he took a bite.

"It's all in color, fragrance and taste."

"Haha, it's delicious, just eat more."

Tang Luo smiled and felt quite satisfied that he could cook a meal for the old dean.

"Okay, okay."

The old dean nodded and ate one more bowl of rice than usual.

After dinner, Tang Luo stayed in the orphanage for a while and drove to Zhang's butcher's house.

On the way, he bought some fruits and other things, and then went to the ATM to withdraw 20,000 yuan in cash.

More than ten minutes later, he came to Zhang's butcher's house.

"Grandpa Zhang."

As soon as Tang Luo entered the door, he saw Butcher Zhang in the yard, packing some miscellaneous items.

Butcher Zhang turned around and saw that it was Tang Luo, and smiled: "Tang Luo is here, hurry up, come into the house."

"Well, I'll come and see you."

Tang Luo nodded.

"Come on, why are you still carrying something?"

Butcher Zhang saw what Tang Luo was holding and said.

"Haha, there's nothing expensive, I just bought some for you."

Tang Luo smiled and followed Butcher Zhang into the house.

Compared to the last time I came here, the house was much cleaner and tidy.

"You're at home?"

Tang Luo put down the thing and asked.

"Yes, Dachao has gone to work and hasn't come back yet."

When talking about his son, Butcher Zhang was grateful.

"Tang Luo, thanks to you, Dachao, he turned around and became a new person."

"Grandpa Zhang, you are polite."

Tang Luo shook his head and muttered in his heart, Zhang Dachao is not a prodigal son, he dare not not look back.
To be continued...