When Lu Zili saw Liu Yiqing, he couldn't help but push the third child Lu Zixun aside: "I go, third child, have you noticed that Liu Yiqing is dressed like my sister-in-law!"
Lu Zixun was holding his two-year-old son Lu Xinrui in his arms at this time. After listening to his second brother's words, he quickly glanced at his eldest brother Lu Zizhong not far away: "Second brother, please keep your voice down. The eldest brother has just recovered from the gloom of his sister-in-law's death.
Come out and let him hear you mention sister-in-law, he will be sad again!"
Lu Zili curled his lips: "Third brother, we all know that the eldest brother and the eldest sister-in-law have a good relationship, but the eldest sister-in-law has been dead for three years.
Don't you want your eldest brother to start a new relationship?
You know, I just heard it from Yi Zhi.
Liu Yiqing fell in love with eldest brother at first sight when she saw him for the first time! Liu Yiqing is Murong Ling's cousin, and her family background, education, and character are all worthy of eldest brother."
While he was talking, his two-year-old son Lu Xinheng carefully came over with a cup of tea and handed it to him with a smirk on his face.
Lu Zili didn't see the evil smile on his son's face at all, but took the teacup happily, "Son, is this tea for daddy?"
Lu Xinheng nodded, his voice soft and soft: "Yes, Dad!"
Lu Zili was very pleased and showed off to Lu Zixun: "How is it?
Third child, although your son is three months older than mine, look at it, my son is still filial! He even pours me tea!"
As he spoke, he picked up the teacup and took a big sip. Then, with a frown, the tea spurted out of his mouth: "Lu Xinheng, you little brat, what did you put in the tea?"
Lu Zili's handsome face wrinkled into a ball.
When Lu Zixun saw this situation, he quickly hugged his son and hid aside.
Lu Xinrui pointed at Lu Zili with some fear: "Dad, second uncle, hit, hit!"
Lu Xinheng turned around and ran to Mo Xiaodie for protection: "Grandma, daddy, hit me, hit me!"
Mo Xiaodie protected her grandson behind her: "Second brother, what are you doing?
How old is your son before you want to beat him?"
Lu Zili pointed angrily at his son: "Mom, don't protect this kid. Ask him what he added to the tea he just drank for me!"
Mo Xiaodie turned around and looked at her grandson Lu Xinheng, who had the same evil smile as his father Lu Zili when he was a child, and said, "Hengheng, what did you put in your father's tea cup?"
The little guy looked at her and shook his head: "No, no!"
Then he turned around and ran to find his mother, Bai Yizhi.
Lu Xinyan, the daughter of Lu Zita's family, stumbled over from a short distance away, holding a bottle of mustard oil in her little hand: "Grandma, this, brother, second uncle, tea, this!"
The little girl who is over two years old cannot speak many words clearly, but she is very serious and persistent in trying to express things clearly.
When Mo Xiaodie was about to take the mustard oil from the little girl's hand, Lu Zili had already rushed over: "Yan Yan, you said my brother added this to my tea?"
Lu Xinyan nodded: "Yes!"
Lu Zili was going crazy: "Little bastard, I'm your father. How can I cheat your father like this?"
While speaking, he rushed to his son's side in two or three steps. Lu Xinheng hid in Bai Yizhi's arms, pretending to be scared: "Mommy, daddy is going to hit me!"
Mo Xiaodie and Lu Chenxu looked at their second son who was out of control and laughed unkindly.
This kid Lu Xinheng inherited all of his father's escapism and mischief.
The second child finally met his match!
Not far away, Bai Yizhi protected his son: "Lu Zili, what are you going to do?"
When Lu Zili saw his wife, the expression on his face softened: "Ask your son, what did you just do to me?"
Bai Yizhi looked down at his son who was smiling proudly in his arms with a suspicious look on his face: "Lu Xinheng, what did you do to make your father so angry?"
"No, I poured tea for Dad, and if Dad vomited, he would hit me!"
The little guy is quite innocent and speaks very clearly.
Lu Zili took a deep breath and tried to control his emotions. There were many guests here today and he couldn't lose control: "Tell me, why did you add mustard oil to my tea cup?"
Bai Yizhi looked at his son and held back his laughter: "Did you really add mustard oil to your dad's tea?"
The little guy's peach blossom eyes blinked: "My brother said that daddy likes mustard, so I added it!"
"elder brother?
Which brother, Lu Xinyang?"
Lu Zili asked.
The little guy shook his head: "No, it's Brother Yi."
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"Murong Yi?
It was Murong Yi who asked you to add mustard to dad's tea, right?"
? Lu Zili asked angrily, and then began to look for Murong Ling's family among the crowd in the courtyard.
The little guy nodded: "Well, that's Brother Yi!"
"Where are they?"
Lu Zili searched again, but could not find Murong Yi, so he asked his son again.
The little guy stretched out his little finger and pointed to the back garden: "They are playing in the back!"
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Lu Zili turned around and walked towards the back garden. Bai Yizhi quickly grabbed him: "Lu Zili, what are you going to do?
Today is my great-grandma’s birthday! It’s just a joke between children.
Are you going to hit someone?"
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Lu Zili turned around, looked at her and laughed: "Yi Zhi, you don't think I'm going to beat up that kid Murong Yi! I'm their uncle after all, how could I be so imprudent!"
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Bai Yizhi was stunned for a moment: "Then why are you looking for them?"
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Lu Zili lowered her head and glanced at her son hiding in her arms, and snorted coldly: "I'm going to confirm whether this kid is lying!"
After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the garden behind, muttering in a low voice: "Have a son, have a son, the son is here to collect debts.
What I want is a little cotton-padded daughter, not an unfilial brat like this!"
However, when he was saying these words, he didn't know that Bai Yizhi was following him with his child in his arms because he was worried that he and Murong Ling would quarrel.
The little guy Lu Xinheng heard everything his father said, and he didn't know how much he understood. He opened his mouth and cried aggrievedly: "Mommy, dad doesn't like me. He likes little sister and doesn't want me anymore!"
Bai Yizhi angrily stuffed his son into Lu Zili's arms: "You are talking nonsense, your son is crying, you can comfort him yourself!"
Lu Zili looked at his son in his arms who was wiping his nose and tears all over his body. He felt helpless in his heart: "Okay, Hengheng, dad was just talking nonsense. Dad likes us Hengheng the most!"
"Then you are not allowed to have a little sister!"
The little guy stopped crying, raised his face and said seriously.
"Well, why don't you have a little sister? The little sister is so cute.
Look at sister Nuannuan, your aunt’s Xiaozi, sister Xiaomo, and sister Yanyan, how soft and cute they all look!"
He tried to convince his son.
But the little guy curled his lips: "Girls are too noisy, I don't like it!"