Liu Zixia glanced at Mo Xiaodie sheepishly, then lowered her head and said with a smile: "It's okay, the doctor said, just eat a lighter diet on weekdays and it will be fine."
Lu Chenyu quickly gave her some vegetables: "Okay, you give her a little cushion first, and I'll make millet porridge for you when you get back."
"Okay." Liu Zixia nodded happily.
Mo Xiaodie pushed Lu Chenxu next to her: "Did you see how considerate your brother is? When will you be able to cook millet porridge for me with such thoughtfulness?"
Seeing her pouting with a look of envy on her face, Lu Chenxu shook his head helplessly and smiled, then whispered in her ear: "Who gave you a full body massage every day recently, and you forgot so quickly?"
Women are born to be emotional animals that like to compare!
After the wedding, Mo Xiaodie thought she could finally be free, but she didn't expect that the two newlyweds were going on their honeymoon again.
Moreover, he called her directly after arriving at the airport. Long Wei was fine. He felt sorry for his wife's pregnancy. He just took Liu Yiyi for a week in a nearby place with good air and nice scenery.
However, that guy Li Mingcheng took Xiao Su abroad directly. He said that Xiao Su had never been abroad before, so he took this opportunity to take Xiao Su out for a good visit and would not come back for at least half a month.
"Okay, very good. Li Mingcheng, you are now getting married and on your honeymoon. I accept it. We will settle the accounts properly when you come back!"
After Mo Xiaodie hung up the phone, thinking that she would have to work hard for at least another half month, she collapsed on the sofa.
As soon as the little guys entered the door, they saw her weak look and rushed over in a swarm.
"Mommy, what's wrong with you? Is dad bullying you again?" Lu Zili hugged her arm and asked thoughtfully.
"Yes, Mommy, if daddy makes you angry, tell us and we will teach him a lesson for you." Lu Zizhong also said seriously.
Lu Ziqian frowned: "Comrade Lu has become more capable now? How dare you make mommy angry? Go and find him!"
With that said, the sons went out angrily to find Lu Chenxu.
Because tomorrow Young Master Lu will take his artists to audition. This is a large-scale TV series directed by a well-known director in the entertainment industry. If Yang Fei really wins the male lead, it will be of great help to Lu Chenyu's development in Xingyue Media.
Therefore, as an older brother, he specially gave some instructions downstairs, asking him to seize this opportunity.
If Chen Yu really makes Yang Fei and Meng Qi popular, then he can find an opportunity to find out Huang Yonggang's mistakes and push Chen Yu back to the position of general manager of Xingyue Media.
Upstairs, when she saw the angry posture of her sons, Mo Xiaodie quickly stood up and stopped them.
"Dabao, I'm not dad. Your dad is very good and didn't bully me."
If Lu Chenxu knew that his sons were going to settle accounts with him indiscriminately, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood!
"I didn't bully you? Then, Mommy, why do you look so unhappy?" Even Lu Zixun, the most well-behaved of the three treasures, thought that her unhappiness was related to their father, Lu Chenxu.
"You guys sit down. I'm not unhappy. It's just that Li Mingcheng took Xiao Su abroad for their honeymoon. I have to work for them for another half month. Mommy is worried about work."
"Longcheng Group has just been established. There are too many things to deal with. Long Wei and the others got married at the same time and asked for leave. Mommy just feels a little tired. It really has nothing to do with your father."
When the three little girls heard this, they hurried over and patted her back thoughtfully. Ranran carefully squeezed her legs, and Dudu carefully squeezed her arms.
When several little boys saw that their sisters were so diligent and sensible, they quickly took action.
Lu Zizhong ran to the kitchen, poured her a cup of hot tea and brought it out: "Mommy, have a cup of tea to calm down."
Lu Zili took out the microphone and turned on the TV, set it to high-song mode, and bowed deeply to her: "Dear Mommy, whatever song you want to listen to, my son will perform it live for you."
Lu Zixun picked up the apple on the table and helped her peel it.
Mo Xiaodie quickly stopped him: "Sambo, be careful, don't cut your hand."