Far away in Kyoto, Mrs. Liang, who was discussing with her little sisters how to ask for a mint mask from the Lu family's daughter-in-law, sneezed loudly.
Here Mrs. Lu is still saying: "Come on, if you have to do it, then do it in a formal way, like the welfare society run by your Aunt Lin, where everything is recorded in a strict manner, so that no one can make any mistakes."
Xu Suizhu nodded: "I'll have to work harder for my mother to help me in the future."
"What's the matter? If you're busy, I'll take the lead."
"Ahem!" Lu Zhanfeng heard the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law chatting for a long time without stopping, and couldn't help but interrupted, "This matter cannot be rushed, please think carefully before doing it. If you want to help at the moment, just say it casually
First, bring needy students here to help them, or pay to build houses for them, and then pair them up to support them."
Mrs. Lu glanced at him: "This time I finally said something useful."
Lu Zhanfeng was speechless: When did he say nonsense?
Xu Suizhu couldn't help but laugh every time she watched her parents-in-law interact.
While the family was chatting, Mr. Lu received a call from Fu Zhengyang's father.
The head of the Fu family came to express his gratitude on behalf of his nephew Fu Zhixiang.
"Zhixiang told me, thanks to Axiao this time, but I still have no signal when I call him. Haven't you come back from a business trip?"
"No." Lu Zhanfeng said, "It won't be until the end of the month at the earliest. I can't say exactly when I'll be back."
"Okay, wait until he comes back and let Zhixiang thank him properly..."
Mr. Fu explained on the phone, and Xu Suizhu finally understood: the last time he went to the Institute of Marine Science and Technology to launch a submarine, Baozi's father's call to Fu Zhengyang's cousin by the way really helped the other unit. As expected, he will be promoted.
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"What is a mudslide? Is it scarier than a monster?" Little Baozi asked curiously at the dinner table, listening to the adults chatting about flash floods and reverse currents.
"A mudslide is a torrent carrying mud, sand and stones." Xu Suizhu was not afraid that he would not understand, so she repeated it several times. "As for whether it is scary, Xiaoyu, you have seen the huge water that rolls ashore during a typhoon. Isn't it scary?
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"Terrible!" Little Baozi nodded and heard Junjun say that his uncle was washed away by the flood.
"The mudslide rushed down from the mountain, carrying heavy soil and stones with it. The force was stronger than water." Xu Suizhu poured a spoonful of beef brisket soup with potato pieces into his bowl. The thick soup was mixed with rice.
Together, it was both fragrant and delicious. I fed my son a spoonful and asked, "If the rice grains are wrapped in potato and beef brisket soup and clear soup, which one is more difficult to escape?"
The little bun looked at it carefully and replied: "Mud!"
"..." Did she ask about mud? What she asked about was obviously soup!
I got into bed at night and had my usual love talk with Baozi's father, but the conversation was about my foodie son: "...I know that mudslides are terrible, so I said I wanted to swallow the terrible mudslides into my stomach. After finishing a bowl, I even added rice.
.Mom, on the other hand, after hearing my comparison of potatoes and beef brisket, she didn’t even eat a single spoonful of potatoes in the second half of the bowl of rice..."
Lu Chixiao couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and interrupted after a long pause: "Honey, time is precious, don't talk about your son all the time."
"Then what are we talking about? Didn't you say you can follow me about the foundation?"
"So you can talk about how much you miss me?"
Xu Suizhu choked on her own saliva: Boss, you are so stupid!
When did the reserved (sultry) and (coquettish) man who used to be "love in his heart but hard to express" become so...well, coquettish?
"Ahem, it's getting late. You have a busy day and have a rest early." Xu Suizhu cleared her throat and asked casually before ending the call, "Can you come back before the end of the month?"
The other end chuckled: "When you come back, will you tell me how much you miss me in person?"
"..." You have won the big boss, bid farewell!
There was nothing much to talk about, from talking about three meals a day to the progress at your place and the current situation here. By the time we finished the call, the moon was already high in the sky.
The next morning, she had classes in the first and second periods, so she had to get up early, and her mother-in-law caught her yawning.
Mrs. Lu asked worriedly: "Suisui, are you too busy lately and staying up late working every night? This won't work, your body will be too much. Is the school still in short supply of teachers? Why don't you let Lao Lu find some of his teachers?
If you ask your acquaintances in the field to help, and invite a few more experienced teachers to come over? Mom will pay for it! Spending money can help you share some of your work and alleviate some of your hard work, so it’s money well spent.”
Xu Suizhu couldn't laugh or cry: "Mom, I don't feel tired. Last night was..." She almost let it slip and quickly gave an excuse, "It's that the lyrics of our school song have been finalized. I was a little excited and went to bed late."
"Really? Is it just the poem I filled in? Are you sure it is it?" Mrs. Lu asked happily.
"Yes! I should have told you yesterday, but when I came back I was busy talking about the foundation and forgot about this good news."
"It's okay, it's the same now. I'll tell Lao Lu and see if he still underestimates me!" Mrs. Lu turned around excitedly and ran out to show off to her wife.
"Lao Lu! Lao Lu! Did you hear what you said casually? The lyrics I wrote are finalized! I wrote the lyrics of the school song of Fjord Middle School! You are not allowed to say that I can only compose lyrics of love love love in the future!"
Lu Zhanfeng was boxing with his two children. When his son was away, I took his place. Fortunately, as I get older, I sleep less and wake up earlier when the weather gets warmer. It’s good to boxing when I have nothing to do.
His wife's interruption forced him to stop his momentum early and said helplessly: "I didn't hear it, but now I know it! Can't you walk slower? How old are you? I don't know? Don't always be in a hurry, stumble."
Aren't you the one who suffers the consequences?"
The two children snickered while punching each other, and then they became miserable and each received a chestnut on the head.
“You have to concentrate on practicing boxing!”
"Grandpa himself is not paying attention!" Little Baozi muttered in a low voice, "Grandma stopped talking to him, but Brother Yi and I are still persisting!"
Mrs. Lu chuckled: "That's right! Your grandfather has such a bad temper! Okay, after finishing this group, go wash up and have breakfast. Don't be late for school!"
"Thank you grandma!"
"Thank you grandma!"
After Zhuang Yi finished this group, he just finished today's boxing training task.
Little Baozi, however, was still missing. Hearing Mrs. Lu's words, as if he had received an amnesty order, he followed his brother Yi back to the house to take a shower.
Lu Zhanfeng shook his head: "Little slippery boy! If you run away before practicing the promised number of times, you will spoil him."
Mrs. Lu disagreed: "Xiaoyu is very smart, what's the big deal if he is lazy now and then! Besides, who keeps saying 'You can't be late in kindergarten just like elementary school' all day long? He didn't finish practice because he was worried about being late."
Lu Zhanfeng couldn't resist her, so he snorted and walked into the house with his hands behind his back.
"Old man, don't talk about him. I promised you that the lyrics I wrote are suitable for the school song. What did you promise me?"
What's coming?
Lu Zhanfeng paused, remembering the conditions he casually agreed to his wife a few days ago, and his head suddenly filled with black lines: He lost, so he has to apply facial mask to his wife for a month!