For Lu Jiubao's eighteenth birthday party, only some close relatives and friends were invited.
Long Wei and Li Mingcheng came with their families early in the morning.
"Congratulations, congratulations, it's not easy for you and your wife to raise these nine naughty children!" Long Wei teased with a smile.
Li Mingcheng also said with emotion: "Xiaodie, I really admire you. There are only two boys in our family. Every day, I have a feeling of despair that I will go crazy every minute. You have nine children, and you have raised them all."
You are so outstanding, I really admire you from the bottom of my heart."
Lu Chenxu hugged Mo Xiaodie's waist with an affectionate look on his face: "Actually, this is all Xiaodie's credit. She has paid so much for these nine children. Wife, people say that a child's birthday is the mother's Good Friday.
You have worked hard!"
His eyes were sincere, and he sprinkled dog food in front of the two couples, Li Mingcheng and Long Wei.
Liu Yiyi looked at Mo Xiaodie with envy, then she pushed Long Wei's arm with a pout: "Look at Mr. Lu, how much he loves his wife, shouldn't you reflect on yourself?"
Long Wei looked innocent and wronged: "Honey, I'm not good enough to you? Aren't I just not as thick-skinned as Lu Chenxu and don't like to show affection in front of others? Isn't this wrong?"
Li Mingcheng hugged his wife Xiao Su's waist and smiled a little gloatingly: "Long Wei, sometimes you have to show your affection, otherwise my wife will be unhappy!"
After saying that, he took Xiao Su's hand and kissed it gently, and his tone was more sincere and sincere than Lu Chenxu's: "Wife, you have worked hard to take care of your two sons!"
Long Wei showed a look of disgust: "Li Mingcheng, you are over forty years old, please stop being so disgusting, okay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mingcheng's youngest son Li Yongyi rushed out from the side and pointed at him. His childish voice revealed deep dissatisfaction: "Dad, you lied. You said you will never kiss me again."
Mom, don’t hug Mom anymore. Let go quickly, Mom is mine.”
Li Yongyi, who was six and a half years old, stretched out his small hand and pulled away his big hand holding Xiao Su, and then hugged Xiao Su like an octopus: "Mom is mine. Dad, you are an adult."
Come on, go away quickly!"
The little guy's simple actions and words made everyone laugh out loud.
Li Mingcheng stared at his son with a dark look on his face: "Li Yongyi, didn't you just play with your brother? Where is your brother? Why did you come here by yourself?"
The two families came here with their children. As soon as they walked into the Lu family's yard, the little ones ran out on their own after seeing the delicious and fun things prepared in the yard.
Li Yongyi pursed his lips: "Brother is playing checkers with sister Tiantian! He is ignoring me!"
"What about brother Ruoyang? You can go and play with him!" Li Mingcheng rubbed his brows tiredly.
My little son is a little man, but he clings to his mother like a little girl all day long, which is really worrying!
Mentioning Long Wei's son Long Ruoyang, Li Yongyi pouted and lowered his head: "Well, sister Ruoting won't let him play with me!"
When Long Wei heard this, he frowned slightly. He squatted in front of Li Yongyi and asked kindly: "Sister Ruoting, why don't you let brother Ruoyang play with you?"
Li Yongyi glanced at Long Wei timidly, then looked up at his father, and then whispered: "Just now, sister Ruoting asked everyone if her new skirt is beautiful? I don't think her skirt is very pretty.
If I tell the truth, she will get angry and won't let brother Ruoyang play with me!"
Liu Yiyi quickly explained: "Ruoting, a child who has been pampered by me since she was a child, has become a little willful. Yongyi, don't be angry. Auntie will definitely criticize her well after she returns!"
Just as he was talking, Lu Zitian and Li Bo ran over.