However, Mr. Lu is already married, the couple is in love, and they have a group of lovely children. What does Shi Yumeng want to do? Destroy other people's families?
Qu Lingqiang was thinking about this problem all the way back to his residence, so much so that he burned the dishes.
Lu Zixun took a shower and put on home clothes. He smelled the burnt smell in the air and shook his head helplessly.
"Uncle, I somewhat despise you!" He stood at the door of the kitchen and said indifferently.
Qu Lingqiang hurriedly threw away the burned dishes and turned to ask him: "Why?"
"Shi Yumeng made you panic and burnt the food. With your current psychological quality, how are you going to defeat the Lu family and avenge my mother?" Lu Zixun calmly conducted a psychological analysis on Qu Lingqiang.
Qu Lingqiang walked up to him and poked his forehead: "It's not all because of you. If I had ordered takeout by myself, I have no conscience!"
"Uncle, how many times have I told you that takeout is very unhygienic. Restaurant dishes are usually only washed once. There are a lot of pesticide residues, bacteria, eggs, parasites, and maybe feces on them. Moreover, some
Hair, flies, and even earthworms can also be found in takeaways.”
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qu Lingqiang: "Stop, Lu Zixun, I accept you. Go to my room and play on the computer! I will call you when the food is ready."
"Uncle, you are avoiding the problem." Lu Zixun rolled his eyes at him dissatisfied, turned around and walked into his room indifferently.
The computer in Qu Lingqiang's room was placed on the desk by the window. There was a water glass on the table, which he probably put there after drinking tea the night before.
When Lu Zixun turned on the computer, he accidentally touched the water glass, and the water in the water glass instantly spilled on the table and the floor.
He looked around for a tissue to try, but found the tissue box was empty.
"Uncle, do you still have tissues in your room?" He walked to the door and asked in a loud voice.
"In the bottom drawer of the cabinet." Qu Lingqiang answered in the kitchen.
Lu Zixun followed his prompts and quickly found a few packs of tissues in the bottom drawer of the cabinet. But when he was getting the tissues, he suddenly discovered that there was an exquisite box inside. On the box was a picture of when he was one year old.
Photo of mom holding him.
He took out the box with some confusion and opened it easily. Inside were some handmade gifts he gave to his mother when he was a child, including cards, flowers made of colored clay, and pictures made of leaves.
There are also paintings he drew when he was a child. In the painting, he holds the hands of his parents and walks together in the sunshine, with countless blooming flowers around him.
His tears flowed silently, and he held these things in his arms with trembling little hands: "Mom, Mom."
With tears in his eyes, he found an envelope at the bottom of the box, which said: "An adult gift for baby Zixun when he turns 18."
It was his mother's handwriting, and he recognized it at a glance.
Crying, I took out the envelope, opened it, and found that there was only a USB flash drive inside, and then nothing.
Could it be that this USB flash drive was a coming-of-age gift from his mother when he turned 18?
When he was holding the USB flash drive in a daze, Qu Lingqiang's voice came over: "Zixun, it's time to eat."
Then, Qu Lingqiang, who was standing at the door, saw the USB flash drive in Lu Zixun's hand at a glance.
He rushed over quickly and grabbed the thing in Lu Zixun's hand: "Why did you turn this out?"
Qu Lingqiang's eyes were a little nervous and flustered, as if someone had discovered some very important secret.
Lu Zixun looked at him, a trace of doubt appeared on his indifferent face: "Uncle, why are you so nervous?"
"No, it's nothing!" He quickly took the box and envelope in front of Lu Zixun and put everything in them.