Lin Yuzhen sent three letters in one breath, thinking about how Lin Jinrong would come back, so the eyes she looked at Song's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were slightly different from before. Mrs. Song soon noticed this change and waited until she knew it.
What she did made her stomach hurt from laughing.
Ms. Lu, who was sitting aside, held her big belly and said cautiously: "What are you laughing at, mother-in-law? You shouldn't let that woman come back at this time. It's really much more difficult for her to come back." Now the whole family is trying their best to get her back from Mrs. Lu.
The image of losing in the past has been regained. Lin Yuzhen is retreating steadily, showing her stupid and intolerant side. If Lin Jinrong suddenly comes back, who can tell what unexpected changes will happen?
Mrs. Song smiled and said, "What do you know? The feud will definitely reappear. Lin Jinrong will never come back and will resent her aunt! Let her do the trouble." This is really stupid. If this is not your biological child, it is not your biological child.
How could she be willing to suffer such suffering for her only child? Never mind that Mr. Lu had never spoken. Even if he had spoken, she would have tried every means to delay it until she could no longer delay it. Such a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, such a mother and son, it would be difficult to avoid any resentment.
Difficult. What's more, I'm afraid that there is already a gap between the young couple over there, right? She is a mother, and of course she knows that no one is willing to torment a newborn like this, but she also knows that Lu Mian's temperament must be...
Want to be filial.
If Lin Jinrong comes, he will inevitably resent Lin Yuzhen in his heart, and he will have to take risks on the road. If something happens to the child, Lu Jian will also be resentful; if Lin Jinrong does not come, he will be said to be unfilial to some extent. If Lin Yuzhen wants to be resentful, she can only
I'm afraid that Lu Yan will also think that she is ignorant and unfilial. No matter what, it's difficult. Lin Yuzhen is tormenting herself. She is short-sighted!
Lu thought about it for a while, finally figured it out, and said softly: "You deserve it!" Thinking of her miscarried child, her eyes turned red again, and she said viciously: "This kind of person deserves retribution."
Mrs. Song knew what she was referring to, her eyes fell on her belly, and she said coldly: "The same thing cannot happen twice. You should distinguish the priorities and don't mess around, otherwise..."
Mrs. Lu hurriedly said: "My wife knows."
Mrs. Song pondered for a moment and whispered: "When you have free time, walk around more with your three younger siblings."
Lu's eyes showed a bit of sourness: "She looks down on me."
Mrs. Song glared at her: "She looks down on you? Did she tell you? Is she disrespectful to you?" Back then, Lin Yuzhen really looked down on her, okay? If Lin Yuzhen had half of Kang's kindness and sense, she wouldn't
As for hating and loathing Lin Yuzhen so much.
Lu said bitterly: "That's not true." It would be fine if Kang really dared to do something that would allow her to get a handle on it, but Kang didn't, but she just knew that Kang looked down on her.
Mrs. Song then stood up and said, "If not, how do you know she looks down on you? You are the sisters-in-law. Only when the family is harmonious can everything be prosperous. If you want me to know that you are making trouble, don't blame me for being rude. I will go to your grandmother's place to see
Look, you have the most leisure time now, and the old lady has no intention of disciplining the two children these days. You have to pay more attention, especially Yuan Lang, who is quite talented in reading, so don't relax."
"Yes." Mrs. Lu hurriedly sent her out, then turned around and ordered Su Jin: "Go and see what the eldest and second young masters are doing."
In the Juxian Pavilion, Lu Jianzhong held a celadon bowl and tasted the medicine with a frown. The dark concoction was so bitter that it made people numb. After just one sip, he shuddered from the pain. He frowned and felt infinite.
He looked at Mr. Lu pitifully: "Dad, this medicine is too bitter, how about another prescription?"
Mrs. Lu silently stretched out his hand.
Lu Jianzhong had no choice but to hand over the medicine bowl in his hand. Mr. Lu drank it all in one gulp without even frowning. Lu Jianzhong hurriedly handed him the tea and gargled with him, and offered candied fruit: "Dad, please slow down."
Old Mrs. Lu took the candied fruit and put it in his mouth, frowning slightly: "Where is Sanlang?"
Hearing him ask Lu Jing, Lu Jianzhong hurriedly said: "There has been too much rain in the past few days. He was afraid that the villagers would be negligent and waterlogged, so he went to inspect the village and ordered people to dig ditches to drain the waterlogging. He did not return home last night."
Mr. Lu nodded: "Very good, it's good for him to be like this. Although he can't study well, it would be great if he can go on like this in a down-to-earth manner."
When Lu Jianzhong heard that he was going on in such a down-to-earth manner, he felt sour in his heart. Over the years, he had always asked them to have a second room, enjoy the big room, and they worked hard. Lu Jianxin basically ignored the things at home and only
She pretended to write some letters home, gave some gifts, and secretly saved a lot of private money while away from home. Lin Yuzhen was aggressive, unreasonable, arrogant, and domineering. She asked them to tolerate everything. In the eyes of the old man, was there fairness?
Lu Jianzhong sighed and said: "Dad, Da Lang is confused and did something wrong. San Lang's talent is limited and Wu Lang's whereabouts are unknown..." Two tears squeezed out of his eyes, "My son is feeling miserable... I'm afraid the world will be in decline.
It's getting worse and worse." Of course he was referring to the second bedroom. The big house is so beautiful, and you can get whatever you want, so why not save more for the second bedroom?
Mr. Lu looked at his second son in silence. He was seriously ill a few days ago. He couldn't spit out a mouthful of phlegm and couldn't swallow it. He almost died. Lu Jianzhong sucked it out for him mouth to mouth. He could do this.
How many people are there? To say that Lu Jianzhong is unfilial and that he is not his father in his heart is hard to say.
Seeing that he was silent, Lu Jianzhong hurriedly held back his tears and said with a forced smile: "Fortunately, Yuanlang is doing well in school. The teacher said he has talent. We will probably have to rely on him in the future."
Mr. Lu said "hmm" and said for a long time: "Then educate your children well."
Lu Jianzhong didn't get the answer he expected, and felt a little cold. He whispered: "My son is going down first. Dad will take good care of him. He will come to accompany you again in the evening."
"You have a lot to do, so you don't have to work so hard." Mr. Lu waved to him.
Lu Jianzhong choked up and said: "Dad said such things to his son, are you still blaming him? People always make mistakes, and my son has long known his mistake... From now on, he will just follow dad's instructions, work with peace of mind, and
Erlang and the others get along well."
Old Mrs. Lu said: "I don't blame you, just go ahead." After Lu Jianzhong retreated, he closed his eyes for a while to recover his concentration, then took out a piece of paper from the dark under the table, read it carefully, and added something with his pen.
Change it.
July is full of fire and the weather turns cooler.
Two horses rushed into Pingzhou City and rushed towards Lu Mansion. The boys who were squatting on the stone steps in front of the door chatting and spanking heard the sound of horse hooves. They all raised their heads and saw the man in summer clothes.
Lu Jian was galloping towards here on horseback, still a bit sluggish. An older man was the first to react and shouted loudly: "Second Master is back, Second Master is back!" Then everyone gathered around him.
Going up, those who led the horses led the horses, and those who greeted them greeted each other, and it was a chaotic mess.
Lu Yan didn't care about anything, threw away the riding whip and headed towards Juxian Pavilion. The bamboo forest outside Juxian Pavilion was still green, the door of Juxian Pavilion was ajar, Juxian Pavilion was quiet, Lu Yan
Unable to help but slow down, he gently opened the door and looked inside.
There was silence in the yard. Tong'er, who was sitting in the shade, raised his head when he heard the sound. When he saw Lu Yan, a light flashed in his eyes and he was about to speak. Lu Yan hurriedly gestured to him. Tong'er understood and pointed.
Pointing to the corridor.
There was a rattan reclining chair in the corridor, and Mr. Lu was lying on it and fell asleep. Looking from Lu Yan's angle, he could only see a head of white hair. His nasal cavity suddenly became sore. Two years ago, Mr. Lu had a hair on his head.
There was not a single gray hair in sight. Last year, when he returned home, Old Mrs. Lu's hair was half white, but now it is completely white. How can it not be sad to see him look so weak?
He walked gently to Mrs. Lu. In his sleep, Mrs. Lu had two thick eyebrows tightly knitted together, his lips were pressed tightly, and his face still had those firm lines, but he could still see a few...
Come with sorrow and depression.
Tong'er silently brought a stool over, and Lu Yan sat down, quietly accompanying his grandfather.
The wind blew through the bamboo forest, making a pleasant rustling sound. Mr. Lu suddenly woke up: "What time is it?"
"Probably around Shen Shi." Lu Yan held his hand and knelt on the ground: "Grandpa, my grandson is unfilial."
As if in a dream, Mr. Lu rubbed his eyes vigorously and said in disbelief: "Why is it you! Erlang, why are you here?"
Lu Yan had tears in his eyes: "Grandpa, my grandson misses you. Are you feeling better?"
Mr. Lu was in an excited mood: "Okay, okay, everything is fine, grandpa. Get up, get up. You..." He looked back and forth from Lu Mian and whispered: "You have lost weight. It's been hard on the road, right?"
"It's not hard." Lu Yan looked at him and just smiled, but his heart clenched. Old Mrs. Lu had really lost weight. The smell of death had come out from his skin. He was probably not far away.
Mr. Lu held Lu Yan's hand tightly: "Why are you coming back? What will you do over there?"
Lu Yan said with a smile: "My grandson asked for sick leave, my boss is very nice..."
No matter how good the boss is, he cannot miss work and ask for sick leave. That is obviously a lie. The salary is secondary. What if someone catches him? Is it easy to get this official position? Mr. Lu was silent for a moment and suddenly gave him a
Tweet: "Who asked you to make your own decision?! I'm not dead yet, why are you coming back here? Who asked you to come?"
Lu Yan was stunned by his push, but he was also moved. Who in this world has his own best interests at heart? It was Mr. Lu. He just softened his voice and said, "Grandpa, my grandson misses you."
Old Mrs. Lu sneered: "If you really miss me and really think about me, how could you ignore my wishes and make this trip out of nowhere? Get back here immediately!"
Lu Yan stood with his hands down and didn't say a word.
Fan Bao came over after hearing the news and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him: "Old Master, I traveled day and night just to see you. It took nearly a month's journey and I arrived in less than twenty days. I got up before dawn today.
I've only eaten a few cold steamed buns so far, so you should let him rest at least, right?"
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