Chapter Seventy-Six: This Bastard Thing Is Really Not a Thing
"Uncle, don't be angry, Ji Yun is just joking with you, he has always been more vicious, but he has no malice. Le Jiarong consciously acted as a peacemaker, "It's not easy for you to come once, Ji Yun is also very busy during this time, this is the first time to get off work on time, we can't waste time on bickering." After dinner, we have to chat, I especially like to listen to my uncle, funny and humorous. β
"It is said that my daughter is a caring little padded jacket, and sure enough. Mr. Lu sighed deeply, and said regretfully, "I can't have a girl in my life, Jiarong, you hurry up and give me a granddaughter, so that I can also have a small padded jacket." β
Le Jiarong, who was reminded of the old things, was choked with saliva, and then there was an earth-shattering cough, Lu Jiyun was intimate for her, he looked back at the culprit, and said very dissatisfied, "Can you not talk and die endlessly, something will pop out of a granddaughter again." β
"Jiarong, are you alright? He just said it casually, and he never thought that she would have such a big reaction this time.
She couldn't speak now, so she had to wave her hand to signal that she was okay. It took a long time for the room to fall silent. Oh my mother, she felt like she was about to cough her lungs out, and just now she thought that she would be the first person in the world to cough to death.
"Jiarong, you don't have to be shy. This is a problem that will have to be faced sooner or later. Your mother and I are not young now, and we have reached the age of teasing our grandchildren, usually you are busy, and the family is deserted, if there are children, we can have a fun, right? You just have to give birth, you don't have to worry about the children, we will take care of them. Mr. Lu said with arrogance, looking at Le Jiarong's eyes full of expectation.
But the boy or padded jacket born must not be as bastard as his father. Mr. Lu silently added another sentence in his heart.
Le Jiarong showed an embarrassed but polite smile, and looked at Le Mu as if asking for help, hoping that she could save herself from this embarrassing and irreversible situation. As a result, she found that her ally, who was supposed to be the same enemy as her, heard that astonishing remark, not only did not refute it, but also nodded in agreement, and the most terrifying thing was that she also looked at herself with a smile, and her expectant eyes were so bright that they almost blinded her eyes.
What's the matter, when did the queen mother of her family betray her and form an alliance with others instead. Le Jiarong said that her heart was really hurt.
The injured Le Jiarong was so sad and angry that she couldn't find the trash can in the mood, so she had to step on Lu Jiyun again, who was eating Zhenghuan, and he snorted in pain and gasped.
Who did he provoke, why was he the one who was injured every time in the end?
Lu Jiyun turned his head, upholding the principle that good men don't fight with women, but just glanced at her angrily and silently accused her of atrocity.
Le Jiarong squeezed his eyebrows at him for a while, the meaning was very clear, and he solved this matter in a slippery way, and we were all embarrassed.
Lu Jiyun is actually not embarrassed at all, his old father, who is comparable to Tang Seng over the years, has been nagging in his ear a lot, and his ears are as thick as a foot. But he's still the same, with his left ear in and out of his right ear.
It's good now, this old thing sees that it doesn't make sense of him, so he shifts the target and continues to harass, which can be regarded as persevering enough.
"What's the granddaughter again, we're not married yet, why do you think about children again. β
Mr. Lu felt hot when he saw Lu Jiyun's heartless appearance, he snapped down his chopsticks and roared angrily, "If you don't get married, hurry up and tie the knot, as long as Jiarong is willing, I can arrange it for you tomorrow." β
Lu Jiyun spread his hands and said indifferently, "Okay, then I have no opinion, you can ask Jiarong." β
What, this guy compromised so easily, and expected him to be able to block thousands of troops, but he surrendered every minute without respite, in vain she believed in him so much. Le Jiarong almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood, feeling sorry for herself, she was really too stupid and naΓ―ve.
"Jiarong, tell us, what do you think?" Mr. Lu asked in a gentle voice.
Lu Jiyun pouted speechlessly, he was cold to him, either roaring or roaring, and to Jiarong was sunny, and his voice was softer than a mosquito. He thoughtlessly whether he really picked it up, a poor baby whose mother doesn't love his father.
Le Jiarong was a little entangled, and finally decided to say openly, "Uncle, thank you for your love for me." β
Mr. Lu's heart suddenly cooled half, and he usually refuses to do so, and his desire to suppress is the first.
"Ji Yun and I have just been together, and the company has just started, so it is time for us to struggle. If you get married at this time, it will inevitably bring bad remarks to Ji Yun, which is not good for the company's reputation. β
"You two are in love, and getting married for love will bring what bad remarks will it bring. β
Le Jiarong smiled bitterly, "Uncle, I am the daughter of the Le family. β
Le Mu looked at Le Jiarong with tears in her eyes, wanting to say something, but she couldn't speak.
That person, even though they have now distanced themselves from him and cut off contact with him, but the imprint he has placed on them cannot be erased in this life.
Only hope that time can slowly fade the scars, so that everything in the past becomes lighter.
"You said that Le Yunsheng matter, your mother told me about this, the crime is not as good as the children, and it has nothing to do with you, as long as Ji Yun doesn't mind, I don't mind, so it's fine." Others don't mind what we do. β
"Uncle..."
"If you care too much about other people's eyes and other people's opinions, then you will definitely live a very hard life. As long as the general direction is good, the road is to be walked by yourself, the direction is chosen by yourself, and life is also lived by yourself. You just have to take responsibility for your own life, and thinking too much about other things is just worrying. Mr. Lu paused, glanced at Lu Jiyun, and said casually, "This, this bastard boy is doing very well, you can learn more from him." β
Le Jiarong was silent for a long time, she knew that she was indeed thinking too much during this time, but people were terrible, and the three of them became tigers abounded, she didn't care, but she still couldn't help but care.
She had to admit that it was indeed her weakness.
cares about other people's opinions, cares about other people's attitudes, and everything she does seems to revolve around others. Le Jiarong asked herself, did she have to live for others in this short life.
No, resolutely no, it's fucked up.
"Uncle, I understand, thank you. "I want to thank too much, but I rack my brains, and I can only think of thank you.
Mr. Lu smiled kindly, "You stupid girl, family, what are you doing so politely." He paused and asked reluctantly, "Then do you want to think about this marriage again?"
Lu Jiyun was speechless for his father's matchmaker attributes, he took Jiarong's hand, got up and walked out, "Then we're done eating, aunt, you use it slowly." β
"Hey, hey, you stinky boy, where are you going to take Jiarong, I haven't finished my words yet. β
"I just don't want to hear your nonsense. Lu Jiyun turned around and gave him a look that you know, he was extraordinarily arrogant, and the angry Mr. Lu blew his beard and glared, and stretched out his hand to prepare a scolding.
Mother Le couldn't help but laugh at the father and son who made trouble as soon as they met, seeing that the manly face and neck were thick when she said that she couldn't make it up, she hurriedly dissuaded, "Okay, okay, if you two continue to make trouble like this, we really don't have to eat." β
Mr. Lu withdrew his hand curtly, but did not forget to glare at Lu Jiyun fiercely.
"You two will also sit here honestly, and no one will be allowed to leave until you finish eating. β
The Queen Mother spoke, don't dare to disobey. The father and son had a rare tacit understanding and ushered in a brief moment of peace.
After eating, Le Jiarong took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Le Mu assisted, while Lu's father and son carried out a deep love education in the living room, as well as the traditional education of respecting the old and loving the young.
"Stinky boy, tell me, what is the situation between you and Jiarong now, have you ever thought about getting married, and when are you going to give me a big fat grandson. β
Lu Jiyun plucked out his ears and asked casually, "You asked me so many questions in one breath, which one should I answer you first?"
Mr. Lu thought about it and picked the most important question, "When are you going to let me hold my grandson!"
"I don't plan to do so for the time being. β
"I haven't planned yet," Mr. Lu stood up, walked in front of him, and yelled at this unfilial son, "You're thirty years old, and you haven't planned yet, so when do you plan to have a plan!"
Lu Jiyun still looks like you can't help me, "Wait for me to be forty or fifty, I'm still young now, I don't want to be so much!"
"You unfilial son!"
As soon as Le's mother and son finished cleaning up the kitchen, they heard an angry roar from the living room, and Le's mother hurriedly walked out and asked urgently, "What kind of conflict are you two having again?"
She had never seen such a wrong father and son.
"This unfilial son," Mr. Lu was angry, "you have to be angry with me." β
Le Jiarong stepped forward and smiled gently, "Uncle, you sit down first and have a cup of tea." β
"You bastard boy, I must have owed you in my last life, and you have to me off in this life. Mr. Lu picked up a cup of tea and drank it in one sip of the cow, how could he still be gentle and elegant on weekdays.
"Not only in the previous life, but also in this life. Lu Jiyun was afraid that Mr. Lu's heart was not strong enough, so he poured another pot of oil.
Le Jiarong couldn't help pinching his waist and whispered in his ear, "If you see it, take it, don't get an inch, if you really make your uncle sick, don't cry when the time comes." β
"Don't worry, he's fat-hearted and fat, and he can't die. β
Mr. Lu thought to himself, why didn't he shoot him into the wall at once, and stomp his feet twice by the way, so as not to give this stinky boy a chance to come into this world and cause trouble for him.
Every time I want to have a deep communication with this stinky boy, he is the one who is half-dead in the end, which is really intolerable!