When Old Man Lu saw Lu Zhanyi leave a piece to eat, the corners of his mouth opened happily, and he hurriedly ordered the housekeeper to open the meal.

"Xiaoyi, come, eat more."

The old man kept serving vegetables to his younger son, and his face was full of love.

Sitting opposite the eldest family, the stiff smile on Liu Bihua's face was extremely unnatural.

The old man is really eccentric, and he doesn't know how to pick vegetables for Ayang.

Lu Beiluan glanced at her warnly and ate quietly.

Lu Yang looked at his grandfather with a loving face towards his uncle, and he was somewhat envious in his heart.

He looked at the old man on the throne, but the old man didn't pay attention to him, and lowered his eyes in frustration.

"Xiaoyi, come, try this shrimp roll."

Liu Bihua diligently sandwiched a shrimp roll over and put it in Lu Zhanyi's bowl.

Lu Zhanyi's face sank.

Old Man Lu noticed that his son's expression was wrong, and turned his head to reprimand Liu Bihua, "You eat yours, you don't need to clip it, it's not good to clip it, but Xiaoyi doesn't like to eat, do you want to respond to him or are you afraid that he will finish eating the others?" ”

"Dad, I don't have ......"

I didn't expect the old man to be so straightforward, and Liu Bihua's face was ugly for a while.

"Eat yours quietly."

Lu Beiluan reprimanded and glared at her warningly.

Liu Bihua was not light, but because of the old man, he didn't dare to attack.

"Uncle Pang, help me change a bowl of rice." Lu Zhanyi put his bowl aside and commanded lightly.

"Yes, young master!"

Uncle Pang hurriedly took it away and refilled a bowl of rice for Lu Zhanyi.

Liu Bihua's face darkened sharply.

Who did Lu Zhanyi think of her?

Such a humiliating person.

Lu Beiluan held her hand under the table and signaled her not to be impulsive.

Liu Bihua gritted her teeth, endured it, raised a smile, and greeted.

"Xiaoyi, I'm sorry, I don't know if you don't like to eat shrimp rolls, I won't clip it for you, what do you like to eat, clip it yourself, don't be restrained, just treat it as your own home!"

Old Man Lu snapped and put the chopsticks on the table heavily.

Everyone present coincidentally shook their bodies.

They all paused, looked at the old man with a dark face, and didn't dare to move the chopsticks.

The only one who was eating was Lu Zhanyi, who calmly held the bowl and ate slowly and methodically, not affected at all.

"Eldest daughter-in-law, you don't need to talk like this," the old man was furious, paused his cane fiercely, and reprimanded, "My old man is not dead yet?" ”

"Why, when did this become your home, why don't I know? Yes?

This is also Xiaoyi's home, what does it mean to be your own home? I think it's you who need to be your own home! ”

The old man blushed and reprimanded Liu Bihua fiercely.

"Dad, I'm sorry! I said the wrong thing, you, don't be angry! Liu Bihua was frightened and hurriedly apologized.

I didn't expect the old man to be so sensitive and listen so sincerely.

"Dad, you dissipate your anger, Bihua didn't mean to, she can't speak, don't be so angry, let everyone have a hard time."

Lu Beiluan opened his mouth to appease the old man and poured a glass of water for his father.

"You blame me, she didn't talk like that, can it affect the atmosphere of everyone's meal? Talking yin and yang all day long, looking at Xiaoyi is not pleasing to the eye or is it not pleasing to the eye? ”

Old Man Lu was furious and swept his eyes over.

"Dad, I really didn't mean that, blame me for not being able to speak, you dissipate your anger!" Liu Bihua lowered her posture and made good payments with the old man.

Old Man Lu's face sank angrily, "Don't speak if you know you can't speak." ”