First of all, the arrogant young man turned around and asked Lu Xuefeng, "Is this the son of your old Lu family?"
"Well, are you okay?" The old man ignored his great-grandson, but he was very close to this oil-headed monster. Although he still had a bad face, his tone was obviously gentle and did not have the meaning of an order.
Hearing this, Lu Zhengkang felt sour in his heart.
The oil-headed monster sucked on the enoki mushrooms. It was really comfortable to eat a hot hot pot in winter. The young man adjusted the dipping sauce by himself. Lu Zhengkang glanced at the sauce plate. It was actually sesame sauce, and red yeast fermented bean curd should have been added.
Chili oil, cane pepper oil, what else? It seems to be oil and seafood juice?
"Eat vegetables!" The young man picked vegetables for Lu Zhengkang. His chopsticks were oily and had two grains of rice on them. If he had a choice, Lu Zhengkang really didn't want to appreciate it.
The old man brought out two pots of braised pork, including pigs, sheep and cattle, as well as some chicken legs and duck feet. They were full of thick oil and red sauce. The big iron pot banged on the table. Lu Zhengkang shook the braised pork three times together.
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Lu Xuefeng turned to the refrigerator and brought out a dozen beers and asked the young man, "Is it enough?"
"enough."
The old man twitched the corner of his mouth and actually smiled. Damn, why has he never smiled like this at me?!
Lu Zhengkang lowered his head and took two mouthfuls of mushrooms, thinking that I should be under the table and should not be sitting here. After dinner, I should go back to the bedroom. Today's daily tasks are not completed yet. I have to memorize Spanish vocabulary in the evening. I will do some more.
Physical exercise, and finally brainstorming, sleeping, and preparing for a new day of life...
I guess tomorrow will also be a calm and uneventful day.
Lu Xuefeng returned to the kitchen, brought out two plates of side dishes, and placed them in front of Lu Zhengkang. One was cheese mashed potatoes, and the other was stewed meat with dried bamboo shoots.
The young man happily stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, "The food was so good today. It will be different now that the little great-grandson is here!"
Lu Xuefeng slapped away the young man's claws and said, "Don't compete with children for food." He turned his head and looked down at Lu Zhengkang. Xiaolu's classmate looked confused. The old man didn't say anything and gently touched Lu Zhengkang's head.
What role do children play at the adult table? They are the ones who take the most care of.
The young man used chopsticks to scratch in the braised meat basin. His habit was really frowning, especially his long sleeves, which were quite wide, dusty, and swaying, almost hanging down into the basin, like a small fan.
, patting the braised pork, I believe that the braised pork is as painful as the Xiaolu classmate who is watching.
Lu Zhengkang tasted the dishes prepared by his great-grandfather, and he had to say that his cooking skills were much better than Comrade Sun Hui's. It seemed that many years of living alone had given him enough time to practice his cooking skills.
Lu Xuefeng asked the young man to drink beer, but he took out a tin pot of rice wine and heated it on the stove over water. Now it smelled like a grain aroma. Lu Zhengkang was a little surprised by the tin pot. This must be an old man.
The objects and the dragon on the lid of the pot have all turned into four-legged snakes, and the thick oxide layer looks like lead, giving people the illusion that the pot is poisonous.
The young man was quite handsome, but very rude, with a disheveled face and a vulgar posture. No one would have thought that such a guy who seemed to be a member of the fringe of society could drink with such courage. He pried the bottle cap on the edge of the chair.
, with a bang, the lid flew to the floor. He was sitting with his head tilted, raising the bottle, shaking his head before drinking, his black hair swaying twice, like a thick curtain on the stage.
A bottle of wine, one breath, from beginning to end, unhurriedly, not a drop leaked.
After finishing the drink, he gently placed the bottle on the ground. His whole body seemed to be in a spirit. His eyes were so bright that lightning could shoot out. He did not speak and continued to eat. His movements became more and more heroic, breaking away from the wretched state.
Finally, everything he wore had the air of a libertine.
Such a person should be very popular with little girls.
Lu Zhengkang hurriedly finished the two bowls of rice he was given. Although he was not full, he did not continue to eat. Comrade Sun Hui had stipulated it, and he agreed. If he said he would not eat, he would not eat. Any extra bite would count...
Lu Zhengfeng frowned, "Eat two more bowls!"
"Mom said you can't eat too much."
"If she comes to you, I will tell you."
"oh."
Thank you, Grandpa, you are so kind!
With reverence, Lu Zhengkang scraped clean the two bowls of food cooked by old comrade Lu Xuefeng.
"Is it tasty?"
"My great-grandpa's cooking is delicious."
Lu Xuefeng twitched the corner of his mouth, his eyes were happy, but his expression was half-smiling. The young man laughed wildly, "Little devil, you are really good at flattery. Come and call me brother."
Lu Zhengkang ignored him. The young man thought about it and put a big chicken leg in Lu Zhengkang's bowl.
"Thank you uncle, uncle is so kind!"
Lu Xuefeng burst out laughing suddenly. The old man's laugh was like a kettle boiling, squeaking and contagious. Lu Zhengkang also started to have a silly laugh. Only the young man looked sad, and the bitter wine entered his throat and made his heart hurt!
After finishing the meal, Lu Zhengkang was about to go upstairs, but Lu Xuefeng suddenly stopped him.
"Your mother said that you like painting. Tomorrow you will practice painting with this brother Zheng. Do you understand?"
The young man curled his lips and said, "Hey, hey, I don't want to teach this kid."
Lu Zhengkang: Even if you are willing to teach, I am still not willing to learn!
Lu Xuefeng's eyelids were drooped, and a cold light shot out of his triangular eyes, staring at Xiao Zheng until his scalp went numb.
"Hey, Uncle Lao Feng, I was joking."
The old man didn't say anything, but turned around and told Lu Zhengkang to have a good rest, and then urged him to go upstairs.
Lu Zhengkang closed the door in the bedroom, and then the explosive yelling came from downstairs. The floor seemed to shake. No matter how soundproof the room was, it could not stop the old man's shouting.
"Mother Xipi! You have to teach even if you want to teach, and you have to teach if you want to fight against religion! I am such a precious little great-grandson. If you come to my house, don't even think about running away! When did his mother take him away?
The hozen wants to leave again!"
"Don't worry, Uncle Feng, leave this child to me and I will definitely make arrangements for you!"
Lu Zhengkang snickered, the old man and the man surnamed Zheng seemed to have known each other for years. He never expected that old comrade Lu Xuefeng could have such a hot temper at his age, and he was not afraid of breaking his own blood vessels.
"Don't say bad words in front of my daughter anymore, do you hear me?!"
"Hey, don't worry, I must let the child learn well..."
Lu Zhengkang sat at the desk and memorized vocabulary. The yelling and cursing downstairs continued for a long time. Xiao Zheng was forced to agree to many requests. At 6:13, he received two new emails.
6:13 "Lu Jiande: Son, you must be good at Grandpa's house."
6:13 "Sun Hui: If you feel homesick, just send an email and your mother will come to pick you up."
6:13 Unified reply "Lu Zhengkang: Oh, great grandfather is very good to me, don't miss me (●''●)"
On the return train, Sun Hui put away her cell phone and looked out the window.
A piece of cloud was missing in the west, and sparse beams of light fell. Between the iron curtains of the city, a swarm of drones flew past, like a flock of wild geese.