Lu's mother kept giving Lu Chen vegetables during the meal, and he did not refuse to come, and ate them one by one.

In the end, the little face of the prop was bulging one by one.

When I have time, I also praise my grandmother's cooking from time to time.

Su Jia taught him very sweetly, and he was not ambiguous at all when he praised people, and even the old man with a solemn face laughed along.

Lu Yanhe listened to his son's clever tongue, the corners of his lips twitched, and he didn't know whether Su Jia was right or wrong to teach him like this.

He tilted his head slightly and glanced at her.

Su Jia pursed her lips disapprerovingly, with a little smugness in her eyes, as if her son was taught to be a sycophant is something worth showing off.

Lu Chen didn't stop talking during the meal, he said when he didn't eat, and ate when he didn't speak, and praised each elder one by one.

The adults laughed happily, and the atmosphere at the table became more and more warm.

Although he was always talking, he was also very polite, and every time he spoke, there was absolutely no food in his mouth.

And he is not a picky eater, he eats every chopstick dish that Lu's mother gave him, his small body is straight, chewing slowly, and his movements are elegant.

Not even a drop of oil dripped down.

Father Lu quietly looked at his grandson's words and deeds, and when he saw his well-behaved and sensible appearance, he was not dissatisfied.

I can say that I am very satisfied.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at his future daughter-in-law, and his impression of her was a little better.

The previous thing is different, she taught his grandson very well, this is an indisputable fact.

Lu Yanhe also quietly observed his father's attitude, and saw that his opinion of Su Jia was no longer as big as before, and he was also a lot relieved.

After this meal, Su Jia almost never dared to relax her vigilance.

She was really afraid that the old man would suddenly attack herself.

But seeing that the meal was almost finished, he was nothing unusual.

Just when Su Jia thought that he was really thinking too much, the old man suddenly put down his chopsticks, covered his lips and coughed lightly.

In an instant, all the voices fell silent.

Even the sound of chewing food was gone, only the sound of their own breathing and heartbeat remained.

Su Jia didn't dare to make a little movement, and the hand holding the chopsticks clenched again and again, and her heart beat like a drum.

After so many years, her ability to observe words and emotions has long been honed, and she knows what the old man's light cough represents.

Lu Yanhe held her little hand and separated the ten fingers she was holding tightly together one by one, signaling her to feel at ease.

The two comforted each other under the dinner table, but on the surface they were silent.

But unexpectedly, the old man didn't say anything more, just cast a kind and kind gaze on the little guy who didn't know why.

His vicissitudes of life were full of kindness, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Su Jia finally reacted to the intention of coughing lightly.

The old man planned not to meddle in this matter, and threw all the problems to his son.

Father Lu saw the old man's intentions, and coughed lightly seriously, and then put down the chopsticks in his hand.

Su Jia was even more uneasy, holding Lu Yanhe's hand tightly, and even her little face became a little pale.

Father Lu said lightly, "Jiajia, you just need to eat, it's not a big deal, don't be so nervous." ”

With his indifferent attitude, it seemed as if the matter was as easy as it seemed.

It's just that Su Jia knows, no.

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