Lu Ziran: "Yes, we look very similar. When we were young, many people would mistake us for each other!"
Murong Ling: "Haha, is that right? Then do you have a sister who studies music?"
Lu Ziran: "How do you know? My eighth sister is studying music, and she has an eighth grade piano! She started learning cello some time ago!"
Murong Ling: "What a coincidence. I have also become interested in the cello recently, but I don't know if it is difficult to learn. Could you please give me the contact information of your eighth sister? I would like to inquire about the cello. Maybe
It's a bit presumptuous of me to say this, but if it's difficult, forget it."
Lu Ziran: "What's the point? My eighth sister is very nice."
Lu Ziran, a simple little girl, gave Momo's WeChat message to Murong Ling without thinking.
By the time she returned to the Lu family, they had already agreed that Murong Ling would visit the Lu family for dinner at noon tomorrow.
However, when she returned, it was already half past nine.
Everyone in the family had dinner and everyone went back to their rooms.
Ran Ran went upstairs quietly, trying not to disturb anyone.
However, who knew that as soon as she walked up to the second floor, the door of the master bedroom opened, and her parents, dressed in home clothes, were looking at her at the door!
She giggled sheepishly and waved to them: "Dad, mom, it's so late, and you haven't slept yet!"
"You know it's late? What time is it before you come back?" Mo Xiaodie walked out of the master bedroom and pointed to the clock in the corridor.
Ran Ran glanced at it and said with a smile: "It's only half past nine, it's early! Yi Zhi and I haven't seen each other for a long time, so we lost track of time while chatting."
Mo Xiaodie glared at her helplessly: "You! You don't make people worry all day long!"
Ranran walked up to her and hugged her neck coquettishly: "Mommy, people have said that dragons give birth to nine children, each of whom is different. If each of the nine treasures of your birth is outstanding, it would be too unfair.
Realistically, there will always be someone who is mediocre. Unfortunately, I am the most mediocre one. Just accept this reality!"
Mo Xiaodie pushed her away, looked back at Lu Chenxu, and said angrily: "Your daughter is exactly the same as you, and these fallacies are the same."
Lu Chenxu hurriedly walked over and pulled her aside: "Honey, Ranran will be eighteen years old soon, so don't nag her all the time. It'll be fine when she comes back. But I won't do it next time!"
As he said this, he glanced at his daughter and signaled her to go back to the room quickly.
Ranran winked happily, nodded, quickly opened the door and got in.
Mo Xiaodie turned around and glared at Lu Chenxu: "Just spoil her!"
Then, she pushed him away angrily and went back to the master bedroom alone.
The next day, breakfast time.
Ranran came down from upstairs and went directly to the door of the kitchen and said to Liu Min and Sister-in-law Li: "Auntie, I need to prepare a rich meal for lunch today. I have friends coming to eat!"
Lu Zili glanced at her and curled his lips: "Isn't it Bai Yizhi? It's not like she hasn't been here before, and her house sells braised pork, so she can prepare sumptuous meals? Can't she bring some herself?
Yet?"
For some reason, when he thought about Bai Yizhi's coming, he felt a little expectant in his heart.
Ranran rolled her eyes at him: "Second brother, it's not Bai Yizhi who is coming! Yes, it's a friend I just met!"
Lu Zizhong walked up to her with a curious look on his face: "Friend I just met? I see you smile so shyly, could you be a man?"