81 landed on Lu's family

  Is the child ill?

  Isn't it impossible to give birth?

  It doesn't matter whether it's male or female anymore.

  His face changed greatly and he immediately dialed a phone call back home.

  Received a call from my daughter, saying that the fetus has problems and may not be able to give birth. Deng Xiaoyu suddenly jumped up, thinking that this matter is really strange, why can't it always go as planned? Wen Shitong happened to be at home, and immediately told her husband about this.

  Wen Shi Tong let Dr. Fang answer the phone, first instructing him not to reveal the news to the Li family, and secondly reminding his daughter to remain calm and not to give anything away.

  When she walked out of the examination room, Wen Mingzhu had already calmed down.

  Li Zhenwei sat outside the consulting room, walking back and forth when he had nothing to do, and ended up chatting with a pretty nurse at the nurse station.

  Recently, due to pregnancy, Wen Mingzhu's face has become somewhat puffy and pale, a far cry from her previous standard beauty with an egg-shaped face, which even makeup can't conceal.

  Watching Li Zhenwei chatting and laughing with other beautiful women, the fierce anger in his eyes was perfectly hidden for a moment, a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he walked over: "Zhenwei, who is this? Don't you introduce me?"

  Li Zhenwei changed his face and said to the nurse: "Sorry, let's talk again next time."

  After finishing speaking, he didn't even look at her and walked towards the elevator by himself.

  Wen Mingzhu faintly raised an eyebrow and looked at the nurse who seemed to have a provocative tone, as if seeing her former self, how ridiculous.

  She didn't trust anyone like her own nurse, only Wanwan, who was not stunning but could attract high-quality men like Jiang Dashao.

  Doesn't look very impressive?

  The face hidden under those big glasses is really ugly?

  Want to, really want to, tear off those big glasses, if they weren't ugly, rip them apart.

  "What are you thinking?" Seeing her with Li Zhenwei, he was already unhappy. When he saw her face full of venom, like a poisonous snake revealing its fangs, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

  "I... can I say that I was just jealous of that girl?" With a pitiful look, Wen Mingzhu raised her head and tried to gaze at him with a pair of innocent eyes.

  Then he thought of the last time she knelt in front of him and begged him not to abandon her, saying that she loved him very much.

  Whether it was true or false, this was the first time a woman had said such things to him.

  He thought she was like him, treating love and marriage as a means of climbing up the social ladder without any emotional involvement.

  Turning around, looking at the elevator, as if she didn't see her gaze.

  It was clear that he was deliberately avoiding her, with a gloomy and triumphant smile hanging at the corner of his cherry mouth.

  ……

  After completing Grandma Wen's hospitalization procedures, Manman and her husband walked out of the hospital, and her nose itched, so she let out a sneeze.

  Is someone talking about her behind her back?

  Wipe your nose and take off your glasses to wipe them at the same time.

  Husband went out to drive, Manman standing at the door.

  Li Zhenwei drove out at this time and saw Manman at the door.

  No thick-framed glasses, a slightly thin face, making those big eyes especially big and bright, as if they could speak. The nose is small, the lips are small, perhaps not particularly beautiful when looked at separately, but these five features together make people feel especially comfortable and pleasing to the eye.

  Thinking that Jiang Dashao can enjoy the beauty hidden under his glasses every night, Li Zhenwei is deeply jealous.

  Wen Mingzhu's two eyes were like sharp needles, as if they wanted to pierce a thousand holes in Manman's face.

  Put on glasses again, saw it, husband's car came, hastily passed by and got in.

  Chiang's turtle beetle suddenly surpassed Li Zhenwei's stunned Snowflake and took off.

  Sitting in the car, seeing her husband's gloomy face, Manman said: "A Yan, let's avoid those two and not come to this hospital again."

  "Didn't you say so yourself?" Her eyebrows shot up, and the corners of her eyes revealed a sly glint.

  The corners of her small mouth twitched up: her husband's trick had succeeded again.

  Her husband didn't just dislike Li Zhenwei, but also disliked her visiting Wen Nainai.

  "Okay, I'll listen and follow what you say." Xianxian is a gentle wife who loves her husband dearly. As long as he makes sense, she will unconditionally obey him.

  The outstretched fingers pushed the big glasses on her nose bridge, and the fingertips touched the space between her eyebrows, then slid down to touch the upper lip of her mouth.

  Taking advantage of the red light, this Jiang Dashi is getting more and more out of line, actually flirting with his wife while having an affair behind Traffic Uncle's back.

  "A'yan, drive carefully!" Mianmian's little wife scolded with a red face.

  "Yes, ma'am." He withdrew his fingertips and placed them on his forehead in a salute to his wife. Comrade Jiang Yan, who was driving the Volkswagen Beetle, and his wife were together, their mood as bright as a blooming spring day, whistling a tune.

  Speaking of which, my husband's mischievous appearance is both elegant and humorous, making it hard for people to remain unmoved.

  In her chest, a heart beats rapidly, the corners of her small mouth curve up quietly, like a crescent moon.

  Before returning to Beijing, her younger brother-in-law did not go to Beijing. When he sent them to the airport, he whispered to her: Jiang Dashao is very good and more reliable than your father. If there's anything you can't discuss with your father, discuss it with your husband. After all, your dad can't be with you for a lifetime.

  How to say this sentence? Admire her husband?

  It seems like there's another layer of meaning hidden beneath the surface.

  Father can't accompany her for a lifetime...

  "Manman, shall we go to Lu Siling's home for dinner tonight?" Comrade Jiang Yan asked with his fingers inserted into his hair.

  "Why?"

  "You forgot? I told you before, my superior wants me to bring you together to his home for dinner." Comrade Jiang Yan found the words that his wife had personally agreed to a long time ago.

  It's not their first time having dinner with Commander Lu. Last time, Commander Lu said he wanted to apologize and invited them along with Shu Xia, the young master.

  "Haven't we eaten together before?" While thinking, Manman's fingertips kept pushing the frame of her glasses up the bridge of her nose.

  "As a matter of fact, his wife is celebrating her birthday at home tonight and I thought of sending some gifts over."

  My husband is actually trying to curry favor with his superior?

  But in this world, you can't avoid these human relationships no matter how hard you try.

  "Okay."

  A hint of helplessness in his tone.

  The corner of his eye flew onto his wife's small face, that hesitant expression, his eyebrows slightly tight.

  "If you don't like it, I'll go myself."

  Turning back, looking at her husband, biting her lip: "A Yan, how could I make things difficult for you."

  "I won't have it." Absolutely resolute.

  No matter what kind of threat it is, even from the Lu family, he's not afraid. What matters most is what she thinks.

  I want to go.

  The three words suddenly bitten out of her lips actually startled him and he slammed on the brakes.

  "Are you sure?"

  "Yes."

  Yuè Yá'er's eyes were firm, Jiang Dashao blinked his eyes.

  ……

  To curry favor with his superior's wife, Lu's little wife helped her husband pick out a gift that would please Mrs. Lu.

  Comrade Jiang Yan thought to himself: as long as he said it was his wife's choice, who among the Lu family would dare say they didn't like it?

  The beetle stopped in front of the department store, and the two came to the women's clothing counter on the third floor. Manman thought about choosing a brooch or a silk scarf for ladies, thinking that these were things that ordinary women would not refuse.

  "A Yan, how did you know that Mrs. Lu's birthday is tonight?" With a gift in hand and a hint of surprise in her eyes, Manman had some small doubts about her husband's sudden proposal.

  "Of course someone told me." As for who told Comrade Jiang Yun, it was either Jun Ye or Lu Shuai himself.

  "Do many guests come?"

  Manman thought, that night at the full moon banquet so many people wanted to curry favor with Mrs. Lu, Mrs. Lu's birthday banquet should be even more grand. Would replacing her husband's tie or scarf be too cheap?

  Comrade Jiang Yan thought his daughter-in-law would be disgusted by the large number of people and not want to go, so he hastily said: "No, they are just their own family members, there are no other guests."

  "Why?" He looked up with a hint of surprise.

  "Just having a dinner party at home, where can we entertain guests? Besides, my boss and his wife don't like to show off, you know that." Comrade Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow, with a solid foundation.

  "No, I'm saying that since they don't entertain guests anymore, can we just go and try to curry favor with Mrs. Lu?" Mianmian was astonished that her clever husband would take such a risk, knowing the severity of the consequences of misjudging Commander Lu's temper, which she had already learned from her two sisters and Mother Jiang.

  Comrade Jiang Yan: Ah...

  This point is indeed illogical.

  Seeing her husband unable to respond, Manman stopped and looked at him with a serious gaze: "A Yan, think carefully, was anyone inviting us?"

  "Maybe Commander Lu mentioned this to me before, and I thought, just take advantage of the opportunity to bring you over." Jiang Dashao finally rounded off his lie, wiping his forehead with a sweaty palm.

  "In that case, how much money do you want to spend on a gift?"

  The wife lowered her head, seemingly without suspicion.

  To curry favor with his mother-in-law, this money is naturally not enough. Moreover, since Lu Shuai learned from his son that he had invited Wen Shi Xuan to dinner, he has been deeply jealous of him in his heart.

  "Ten thousand yuan is fine," Comrade Jiang Yan said, considering that he had treated Wen Shixuan to a lobster meal that cost tens of thousands.

  Man Man Daze: "A Yan, are all your gifts this corrupt?"

  Comrade Jiang Yan, sweating again~

  Giving birthday gifts to mother-in-law, how can it be bribery and corruption.

  With a reputation for being corrupt, Jiang Dazhuang lowered the price: "How about 9,000? Just to show some goodwill."

  Her husband said that the troops inside had a lot of human feelings and rules, and she couldn't help but think: even a clean official like Commander Lu would receive such expensive gifts casually. If it were really corrupt officials, wouldn't their homes be filled with gold bricks?

  In the end, I bought a watch, an imported foreign product, Casio brand, inlaid with famous diamonds, 9999, in line with my husband's good intentions.

  Comrade Jiang Yan hopes that this 9999 is just one block of money less than the ten-thousand-yuan lobster he asked Wen Shixuan for, and will not make Lu Siling feel unfair to him as a son-in-law.

  Wrapped carefully in a gift box, tied with colored ribbons, and bought a greeting card.

  The above words were written by Comrade Jiang Yan's wife at his request.

  The delicate eyebrows rose, and she chose the new ink and pen bought in the mall to write a line of small regular script: Wang Mu Chang Sheng, Fu Hai Shou Shan. Not just rice, but also tea.

  Carrying gifts, going to someone's home as a guest, need to go back home first and change clothes.

  When her husband was changing clothes, Manman sat in front of the dresser, took off her glasses and applied some skincare products to her face. She looked at herself in the mirror, and suddenly, the words of her neighbor from her hometown popped into her mind and wouldn't go away.

  Her eyebrows were not like Xu Yuer's distant mountain eyebrows, but rather delicate willow-leaf eyebrows.

  Eyes, unlike Xu Yujiao and Wen Shixuan's slender and long eye lines, are slightly upturned at the outer corners, like a crescent moon.

  Thin lips, pale lip color, small mouth.

  Wen Shixuan often says that she grew up like this because of poor nutrition when she was a child, like a bean sprout.

  However, she knew that physical characteristics were determined by genetics and wouldn't change due to external factors, as she had learned about human anatomy when studying painting.

  Not like?

  Maybe I remembered it wrong, so I took out that family photo from my phone. It was taken a long time ago, ten years ago when the whole family went to a photo studio together. After looking at it again and again, it really doesn't look very much like me.

  What about Lu's family?

  What does Lu's family look like?

  Blinking hard, am I crazy? Why would I think of this?

  Perhaps it was because of the Lu family's inexplicable occasional kindness to her.

  It's very inexplicable, and everyone knows that the man has already cast his net at her, she should avoid him and choose to ignore him. After all, her life is good now, and she's satisfied, no need to think about other things.

  "Vines, where are my shoes?"

  Her nerves were tense, and her husband's ordinary question could make her jump up.

  "I helped you wash it and put it on the balcony to dry, I'll go help you get it."

  Seeing his wife's sudden movement, he raised an eyebrow and gazed at the large glasses on her desk, a hint of contemplation flashing between his eyebrows.

  He picked up a shoe brush and sat down on the bench to polish his leather shoes. His wife opened the wardrobe, took out a plain striped shirt and a pair of jeans from the clothes rack.

  "Is that what you're wearing?" Comrade Jiang Yan felt heartache for Commander Lu, as his wife had spent a long time choosing her clothes for dinner with her father.

  "Do you think it's inappropriate? Didn't you say that flattering your superior can't be too obvious?" asked Manman.

  Jiang Dashao stared at his wife speechlessly: "But you can't be so casual about it either?"

  "Is it casual?" Manman pouted her small mouth, holding up the shirt and jeans, "It's my New Year's clothes, very expensive."

  What made Jiang Dazhong even more speechless was when he arrived at the Lu's house dressed in this attire.

  The two of them were greeted by Lu Jia's second young master, Lu Huan, and his younger brother, Yao Jia's young master, Yao Zibao.

  Two young men saw them, and the two pairs of clever and cunning eyes were all on Manman. In unison, they said: "Sister Manman, you look really beautiful tonight, where did you buy this dress?"

  "Right?" Manman looked at her husband with a hint of pride, "I found it at the wholesale market, don't look down on this style, it may be old-fashioned, but the material is very good."

  Jiang Yan comrade's mouth slightly hooked, staring with both eyes intentionally flattering his brother-in-law who had honey on his lips and the second young master of the Yao family.

  "My dad just came back." Lu Huan intentionally wanted to get along with her brother-in-law, and winked at Jiang Da Shao, "Is Jiang Zhong Jiao going to see him first in the study?"

  Lu Shangjiang, who is both her father-in-law and superior officer, should be the one she pays respects to first.

  Lu Huan opened the door and led Jiang Dashao to meet Commander Lu.

  Yao Zibao invited Manman into the living room.

  Just as her husband said, there was not a single guest in the Lu's living room. Had the Lus only invited them, this couple?

  Her eyelids kept twitching, and her heart was inexplicably flustered.

  It seems that Commander Lu overestimates her husband a bit?

  "Sit down, Manman. I'll get you a cup of tea." Yao Zibao pointed to any place in the living room where she could sit, then picked up the teapot on the coffee table and poured rose tea for Manman, saying, "This flower tea was brewed by Aunt Lu, it's really good."

  "Are you eating here tonight?" Manman thought, if Yao Zibao is eating here, it means that the Lu family is not a guest who doesn't invite anyone. It's good, it's good. Otherwise, I would be worried.

  "No. My mom is helping Aunt Lu in the kitchen, and after she's done, my mom and I are going home. Our house is just upstairs, very close." Yao Zibao seemed to guess what she was thinking, and like an old fortune teller adjusting his glasses, said, "Mengmeng, you're afraid of Uncle Lu, aren't you?"

  "What's he going to do?" asked Manman with a chuckle.

  What's scary is probably Commander Lu. When Commander Lu gets angry, he's intimidating and has scared Jiang Mu and Wen Huan twice already.

  Yao Zibao's narrow and long eyes were slyly narrowed into a slit, just like his elder brother Yao Ziyie.

  It can be said that nowadays, almost everyone is afraid of Lord Jun and has been intimidated by Commander Lu.

  "Treasure." With this thick Northeastern accent and a hint of childish tone, a middle-aged woman wearing a purple floral blouse walked out of the kitchen.

  "It's my mom." Yao Zibao said softly to Manman as he poured her a cup of tea, his voice carrying a hint of implication.

  If she hadn't gone missing back then, she would be his sister-in-law and Mrs. Yao's daughter-in-law now.

  Man man stood up and faced Yao Mama: "Auntie Yao."

  "Is that Mengmeng?" Madam Yao, compared to Madam Lu, had a more rounded figure and an air of wealth, but the way she looked at Mengmeng was just as gentle and kind as her husband, Secretary Yao, as if she were looking at one of her own family members.

  "Auntie, do you recognize me?" asked Manman curiously, wondering who had told Mrs. Yao about her, allowing Mrs. Yao to identify her at a glance.

  "My husband has told me about you." Mrs. Yao smiled with her eyebrows raised in amusement.

  Her husband, Secretary Yao, and Commander Lu saw Manman that night and returned home immediately, showing off with Manman's photos, saying that if she couldn't be his daughter-in-law, he would think of ways to deceive her into being his goddaughter, what a good girl.

  On the contrary, two sons, each saw Manman and did not come to report to her, wondering what they were thinking.

  Never thought I left an impression on Secretary Yao's mind, and even let the municipal party secretary go home and tell his wife.

  Embarrassed, both hands didn't know where to put them, unclear how the municipal party secretary described his own wife.

  This child, at first glance, you can tell he's kind-hearted.

  Mrs. Yao's smile was overflowing in her heart, but unfortunately, her own son didn't have this good fortune. The most laughable thing is that Mrs. Jiang dared to look down on Manman as a daughter-in-law? Mrs. Lu is easy-going, but that doesn't mean Mrs. Yao is easy-going too. Just wait until the day she meets Mrs. Jiang and scolds her face-to-face.

  Her eyebrows, as slender and elegant as those of her two sons, rose slightly as she turned to Er Bao: "Bao'er, we should head back. Did your brother or Lu Jun mention when they'd be returning?"

  "I called Lu Huan to ask about it. He said he's already in the operating room, and doesn't know when it'll be over." Yao Zibao spread his hands wide and raised an eyebrow as he spoke.

  When she heard this, Mrs. Yao explained to Manman: "His two elder brothers said that their unit had received an old cadre who was seriously bleeding from the lungs and didn't know when they would be rescued. As their family members, we are used to it. Sometimes during the New Year, not just them, my husband, Commander Lu, also have to work overtime at the unit."

  Mrs. Yao personally educates her with her own experiences, telling her to be a good military dependent and not to hold back her husband.

  Her eyes were solemn and she nodded: "When I married my husband, I already knew the nature of his work. He had discussed this aspect with me before, so I was mentally prepared."

  Mrs. Yao and Yao Zibao blinked, unsure of how to continue explaining.

  "Lu sister is in the kitchen, you sit for a while." Mrs. Yao reminded her before leaving with her son.

  The door creaked shut, and Meng Meng sat alone in the living room, feeling uneasy, as if the sound of her own heartbeat was pounding in her ears.

  The Lu family's house was narrower than she had imagined, and Director Lu was indeed a clean official. She thought that her second uncle, who was just a driver at the municipal government, could afford to buy a four-bedroom, two-hall house with a small courtyard. Director Lu's house had four bedrooms and one hall, but it was clear that the study had been converted from a partitioned space. The living room was more than half smaller than her second uncle's living room, and a single sofa almost filled the entire room.

  The tea set at Second Uncle's house was extremely expensive, something about purple sand, she couldn't even remember the name, all she knew was that a set of tea utensils cost tens of thousands of yuan, which was normal for Second Uncle.

  The tea table of the land commander, although it is solid wood, has peeled off the skin on the legs. The tea set is the most ordinary ceramic, and a few small teacups are placed on a round tray.

  What really made her sigh was the TV, now all over the streets are LCD TVs, even her old dad Wen Shixuan uses an LCD TV, but in Lu Siling's home this 21-inch TV is not only small, but also outdated, and on top of that it can actually pull up antennas.

  Such a home was beyond her expectation and completely inconsistent with the image of a high-ranking official.

  The heart, somewhere, unknowingly shortened the distance. This home and her family's grocery store are not much different.

  "Huan'er, Huan'er, set the table."

  Mrs. Lu's voice was calling from the kitchen.

  Lu Huan was in the study with the door closed, listening to Jiang Dashi and his father-in-law talking, but couldn't hear anything.

  Manman hesitated in her heart, wondering whether to knock on the door of the study or go to the kitchen and talk to Mrs. Lu.

  Get up, tidy up clothes, walk towards the kitchen, step by step with trepidation.

  Aunt Lu, Lu Huan is not here, is there anything I can help you with?

  These were the most ordinary words, but as he walked past and saw Mrs. Lu, he repeated them to himself a hundred times in his heart.

  He walked to the kitchen door, Lu's kitchen was just like any ordinary family's kitchen, a narrow and long strip, it would be hard for three people to squeeze in.

  Mrs. Lu, standing by the stove, held a kitchen knife, with a cured sausage on the cutting board, the sharp blade slicing up and down, cutting into pieces, each piece roughly the same size.

  A cut with a knife is done effortlessly.

  Two gas stoves with a stir-fry pot and a soup pot on top of them.

  The rich aroma of bone broth wafts through the air from the pot.

  The wok for stir-frying has steamed a mandarin fish, the onion flavor mixed with the fish fragrance, not fishy but refreshing and appetizing.

  The kitchen is so tidy with everything in its place and the tiles are spotless.

  Her feet couldn't help but stop, and the crescent moon's eyes blinked: at home, she was used to seeing her mother stir-fry simple dishes, and then there was a dead party in early summer that couldn't cook, as well as her second sister Jiang Mei. Vines almost thought that women not being able to cook was normal, and she herself focusing on cooking was abnormal.

  The result was that she saw a woman who was devoted to cooking, a woman whom she thought would absolutely not cook with her own hands as the wife of a high-ranking official.

  In an instant, a faint ripple arose in his heart.

  "Where's Huan?" After cutting the sausage, Mrs. Lu stretched out her hand to wash it in the water pool, turned her head and saw that the person standing at the door was not her own son, blinked.

  With this gaze, Manman's heart skipped a beat, as if she saw herself in the mirror.

  At the same time, Mrs. Lu, who was washing her hands with the faucet, froze after seeing clearly who it was.

  The kitchen was momentarily silent.

  Water gushed into the pool, overflowing from the edge.

  Manman wanted to call out, but found herself unable to make a sound, her eyes fixed on Lu's wife as if mesmerized.

  The eyebrows of Lu's wife were thin and long, not distant mountain eyebrows.

  Madam Lu's eyes were double-lidded and not as long as Xu Yuer's, with the corners slightly raised.

  Somewhere in his heart, he felt a slight tremble.

  "Mom. Dad asked if we can set the table for dinner?" Lu Huan rushed out of the study and ran to the kitchen, only to see her sister and mother standing face to face, both in a daze.

  Look again, all the water in the pool has flowed out onto the floor. "Mom, turn off the faucet!"

  "Ah?" Mrs. Lu came back to her senses, saw the overflowing water pool, and hurriedly tightened the faucet. Her face turned red with embarrassment, "Look at me, I'm so careless."

  A hand leaning on the door frame, trembling with anxiety.

  Xu Yu'e is outspoken, Mrs. Lu is reserved, what about her?

  She is more like which one, almost at a glance. After a sentence from the neighbor aunt, she is going crazy, isn't she?

  "Manman sister, go sit in the living room." Lu Huan saw that she was a bit out of sorts and couldn't help but think of her fainting spell that night again, his heart still racing with fear.

  When he touched Lu Huan's eyes, he noticed that they were double eyelids, vivid and lifelike. Lu Huan's face flashed a hint of paleness, and he walked back and forth, his footsteps quickening as if he wanted to hide himself.

  Mrs. Lu looked at her back and felt a little worried, holding her younger son and asking: "Where's your brother?"

  "In our unit, both I and Big Brother Yao are in the unit, neither of us has returned." said Lu Huan.

  "Make a phone call." urged Mrs. Lu.

  She knew what her mother was worried about, probably worrying that if her sister got sick here, with her brother around, she would feel more at ease. Lu Huan walked to the living room to make a phone call.

  This phone call was made in front of Manman.

  Manman found it hard to pretend she didn't hear.

  "Brother, when are you coming back? Mom is asking." said Lu Huan.

  "It may take some time to come back, you eat first." Jun Ye's cold voice came from the phone line, of course, he didn't forget that tonight was his mother's birthday. He instructed his younger brother, "The gifts that Bai Lu and I have prepared for mom are all ready, they're on my desk in my room, can you help me bring them to her later?"

  "Jiang Zhongxiao is bringing Weiwei tonight." Lu Huan suddenly changed the subject.

  She frowned and said, "I know, I'll hurry back as soon as possible."

  Lu Huan hung up the phone and saw Manman holding a glass cup drinking her mother's brewed flower tea, with a sly smile on her mouth. She walked closer to her and asked: "Is it good?"

  "Delicious."

  "If you like it, come here often. My mom is at home every day now and can make flower tea for you every day." Lu Huan threw out a small temptation.

  Manman Chong: Although Mrs. Lu's flower tea is delicious, this is the deputy mayor's home. If she comes here every day, won't people gossip about her? She needs to consider her husband's situation.

  "Huan'er, set the table." Mrs. Lu called from the kitchen.

  The voice was more flustered than before, losing its usual calm and composure.

  The second son of the Lu family moved a tea table away by himself and brought out a large round table, placing it in the narrow living room.

  Manman stretched out her hand to help, but he glared at her.

  "This kind of thing is done by men, women just sit."

  Her hands hung down, and a thread of an indescribable smile hung at the corner of her mouth: The more she understood, the more she found that the deputy mayor's home was just a home, no different from other people's homes.

  Chairs were arranged around the table, and bowls and chopsticks were placed on it. Lu Huan did these things with very neat movements, as if he had long been used to them.

  "I heard you're going to Tsinghua?" Manman overheard the gossip from the big moms and aunts in the compound about the second young master of the Lu family.

  The older brother is excellent, but unfortunately, he has already been taken. The second young master of the Lu family is also exceptionally outstanding and a rising star, which makes every girl want to marry him. It's normal for all the mothers and aunties to have their eyes on this rising star early on.

  "I miss Beihang." Lu Huan said with a wink while waving his chopsticks.

  Does this count as the first time I've spoken with my own sister about family matters?

  "Isn't Tsinghua good?" Tsinghua is considered the top university in the country, and Meng Meng found it strange that she was asking him these things.

  "I like Beihang," said Lu Huan. "I feel that Beihang is more suitable for me. Tsinghua is not impossible to attend, but my brother also said, go to Beihang."

  "Why?" Pulling at Jun Ye, could it be that this older brother is in charge of his younger brother's studies? Meng Meng furrowed her brow slightly.

  "It's related to the troops." Lu Huan smiled, revealing a row of shiny teeth.

  It's clear from his tone: he's thrilled to have earned his brother's approval.

  The crescent moon, once again forms a small knot.

  This gentleman has influence everywhere.

  "Do you like your brother?"

  She really couldn't understand what was likable about that iceberg of a man?

  "It's admiration. A man like my brother is one in ten thousand, a real man."

  "Is he a real man?" she muttered under her breath, completely disdainful.

  Sister and brother's contradictory emotions, he had realized long ago. No wonder Father Lu said that the siblings were like two stars born in heaven, both attracting and repelling each other, anyway, neither of them could escape from the other.

  "Manman, you've never seen my brother at work, have you? You should go take a look if you get the chance. The more you understand him from different aspects, the more you'll realize he's not what you think he is." Lu Huan said this and then blinked, launching into philosophy, "Many people have misconceptions when they first meet someone. If they don't delve deeper to understand each other, they might spend their whole lives misunderstanding each other, right?"

  Is it necessary for her to get in touch with Iceberg to clear up misunderstandings?

  Her small eyebrows were tightly furrowed and couldn't relax.

  Mrs. Lu came out of the kitchen with a dish at this time, heard their conversation, and a subtle smile appeared on her mouth involuntarily. She said to Lu Huan: "Hurry up and let your dad come out for dinner. What is your dad doing?"

  She returned home to find her husband flattering his superior in the study room, from the moment he stepped through the door until now, enough to make her look at him with new eyes.

  In the study room

  Lu Commander sat face to face with Chiang Da Shao. Lu Commander patted his thigh while listening to Comrade Jiang Yan's report on the gains of accompanying his wife on a trip back to southern China.

  "In that case, among the Wen family members who are now going to Beijing, apart from Wen Shi Xuan's family and Zhang Qiu Yan and her daughter, it is likely that both elder sisters will also come to Beijing."

  "As far as I know, they would come to Beijing, saying that they are visiting their mother, but in fact, they all came for me." Comrade Jiang Yan said this, which is equivalent to admitting that he did not tell his wife about the private phone calls from Wen Jia's two sisters later on, "They think they can't fall behind their two brothers and see if they can get more benefits in Beijing."

  "This is a family matter." Commander Lu furrowed his brow, "As long as you're good to your wife, do whatever you want with others. If there's any trouble, you can come to me."

  Such a top-notch family like the Wen family, if the Lu family ever makes a clean break with the Wen family one day, Commander Lu's words have already made it clear that the Lu family will not coexist with the Wen family.

  Comrade Jiang Yan's eyebrows drooped slightly.

  The Wen family is more annoying than bad people, which means they are like chewing gum that you can't get rid of no matter how hard you try.

  The battle of Lu's family is not easy to fight.

  Lu Siling had a plan in mind, and Jun Ye, who was in charge of the front desk and had access to first-hand information about the war situation, had an even better plan.

  "Besides these, have you heard any news from Wen Shixuan or Lin Wencai?" Lu Siling furrowed his brow and asked the most crucial point, about the reason behind Wen Shixuan taking away Cangcang.

  Old comrade Secretary Yao said that Wen Shixuan may not necessarily have not come back to look for the Lu family after carrying away their daughter.

  Lu Siling and Lin Wencai both mentioned it, Comrade Jiang Yan can be sure that Lu Dad may have more information than himself. Yingmei raised an eyebrow and asked, "Father-in-law, can you tell me what news you've received?"

  "Wen Shi-xuan's eldest daughter was killed by her own mother, did you know that?" Even to this day, Commander Lu couldn't help but feel enraged when talking about the heinous crime Old Lady Wen had committed, and his finger pounded fiercely on the table.

  Jiang Yan lowered his head, and in the sparkling eyes, a deeper thought flashed by like a shooting star. The money buried under the old locust tree, could it be related to what was done to Wen Nainai's daughter, Wen Shixuan?

  Looking at the situation, the son-in-law is probably unaware of this. Commander Lu put away his anger and heard his youngest son calling for food, inviting his son-in-law to say: "Taste your mother-in-law's craftsmanship."

  The son-in-law tastes the dishes made by his mother-in-law, and can see how much his mother-in-law likes him.

  Comrade Jiang Yan was rubbing his fists and wiping his palms, excitedly rushing into the living room, where he saw his daughter-in-law with her head down, already being pulled by Lu Huan to sit in a chair at the table.

  "Sit down, everyone, sit down. We don't have any formalities when we eat at home." Commander Lu said with a smile, casually choosing a chair to sit in, without the slightest air of an official's family.

  Seeing her husband like this, Mrs. Lu hastily pulled on her husband's sleeve: "That one is left for Jun'er."

  At home, Lu Shuai listens to his wife. This style comes from the teachings of Lu Lao Ye Zi, women are difficult at home, and as a man, one must learn to be tolerant of their wives.

  Lu Shuai asked his wife: "Has Lu Jun still not returned? This is not like him."

  "Lu Jun is busy at work." Mrs. Lu hastily interrupted her husband, who seemed to be speaking ill of their son, and raised an eyebrow, hinting that there were others present.

  In Lu's heart, everyone sitting here is a family member. His daughter is not an outsider, and his son-in-law is even less of an outsider. Unfortunately, his wife doesn't know this. He sighed inwardly and asked Comrade Jiang Yan, "Did you bring gifts?"

  The first gift from a son-in-law to his mother-in-law has a great impact on the mother-in-law's first impression of him.

  "I've brought it. I picked it out with Manman." Comrade Jiang Yan responded loudly, immediately pulling out the gift bag to present it.

  My husband directly asked for gifts from others, Mrs. Lu was embarrassed and repeatedly said: "No need, you coming over to have dinner with me is already making me very happy, no need to spend money."

  Ke Lu Huan and Lu Si Ling were equally excited, stretching their necks to replace their mother's gaze: "What is it?"

  The doorbell rang at this moment.

  "Yes, brother, I'll go open the door."

  The door creaked open and in walked Master Jun, everyone was delighted, except for Manman who lowered her head.

  If she were discovered by that man, would her mood tonight change and make this net even tighter?

  It seemed as if she was almost suffocating.

  "Have you unwrapped the gifts?" Jun Ye's expression was cold, but that didn't mean he wasn't curious. He raised an eyebrow and said to his brother, "Bring out my gift and yours, let's unwrap them together."

  The eldest son's words are more powerful than his father's at home, and Mrs. Lu has no ability to resist.

  The little mouth of the vine: This man is still a tyrant at home, and this name is really well-chosen.

  Several gifts were placed in front of Mrs. Lu, and she unwrapped them one by one, starting with her youngest son's.

  The little son gave him —— a watch.

  Several people at the table were stunned.

  Mrs. Lu didn't notice, took the watch from her youngest son, no matter how ordinary it looked, it was a gift from her son, so she thought it was precious and immediately put it on her wrist which had no watch.

  The young son knew that Mrs. Lu's watch was broken.

  "Mom, don't underestimate this watch just because it doesn't have any fancy designs. The movement inside is something I made myself with spare parts." Lu Jia's second son was boasting and selling himself, like Old Wang selling melons, trying to convey that although he was a student without much money, the gift he gave would not lose out to those from wealthier siblings. Seeing his brother and sister-in-law both had strange expressions on their faces.

  "Continue unwrapping." Hungry Lu Shuai urged his wife to hurry up and unwrap the gifts, saying as he helped her unwrap at the same time.

  The next two gift boxes were unpacked together, and inside the two boxes were two Casio ladies' watches, not only the same brand but also the same style and color.

  Everyone at the table was stunned.

  After a while, Lu's commander's words with profound meaning floated over a family dinner: "This... is truly telepathy."

  After finishing speaking, his eyes glanced at the faces of the son and daughter of the big brother.

  As a father, I can feel that the daughter-in-law and son-in-law are chosen by the sons and daughters, not by their own decision.

  Man Man looked at the two watches in the two boxes, then gazed at the watch on Mrs. Lu's wrist that Lu Huan had given her, and the three watches made her heart completely confused.