Chapter Twenty-Six: What a Place It Occupies?
Aunt Zheng's heart was extremely gloomy.
But despite how much she hated Lu Liangwei in her heart, after she said that, the chopsticks that stretched out for the chicken still changed to catch the fish.
Lu Liangwei, this little slut!
But even if he is angry in his heart, he still has to maintain a smile on his face and carefully pick the fish bones.
finally finished picking out the thorns and wanted to clip them to the old lady, but the old lady had already put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said in a very light tone: "No need, you can keep it for yourself." ”
The smile on Aunt Zheng's face almost couldn't be hung up.
The old lady has finished eating, as a daughter-in-law, how can she continue to eat?
And after a toss just now, she didn't eat much at all.
Looking at the table full of sumptuous dishes, Aunt Zheng was very gloomy.
Damn Lu Liangwei!
Lu Liangwei naturally saw Aunt Zheng's embarrassment, and the corners of her mouth hooked.
After eating, I talked to the old lady for a while, and then everyone dispersed.
Out of Fushoutang, Lu Liangwei walked with Lu Tingchen as usual.
"Father, let's go back first." Lu Tingchen said hello to Lu Hetian and was about to take Lu Liangwei back.
Who knew that Lu Hetian frowned and said: "It's getting late, you have to get up early tomorrow to enter the palace to take up your post, just send it back by me." ”
Lu Tingchen glanced at him a little strangely, "I'm close to the Weiwei courtyard, let's stop by ......."
Lu Hetian glared at him unhappily, "Don't leave yet?"
Lu Tingchen was very puzzled, but he had already spoken, and it was not easy to disobey him, so he had to turn his head to Lu Liang and said, "Weiwei, then I'll go back first." ”
Lu Liang nodded slightly, "Good night, brother!" ”
"Good night." Lu Tingchen reached out and rubbed her hair, and then walked forward very reluctantly.
Lu Hetian's brows furrowed tightly, and he stepped forward and carefully smoothed Lu Liang's slightly messed hair.
"Stinky boy, hairy boy!"
Lu Liang looked at him with bright eyes, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
Lu Hetian coughed lightly, put down his hand, and said with his hands behind his back: "Let's go, it's not early, I'll send you back." ”
In fact, Fushoutang is not far from Weixi Garden, and besides, she is still with Zhuyu by her side, so she doesn't need to be sent by others at all, so troublesome.
But when Lu Hetian said this, she couldn't repel his kindness, so she nodded, "Well, father will go first." ”
Lu Hetian was just about to leave, and behind him, Aunt Zheng's somewhat resentful voice sounded, "Guogong, what should I do?"
Lu Hetian seemed to remember her at this time, glanced back at her, very impatient, "You won't go back yourself, do you want me to send you?" How old are they! ”
Aunt Zheng took a mouthful of old blood and almost vomited it.
He glared at Lu Liangwei with some resentment, and then led the people and walked away.
Lu Liang couldn't help but laugh a little, and burst out laughing.
Seeing this, Lu Hetian had a rare tenderness on his resolute face, and he looked at him dotingly, "Girl, what are you laughing at?"
Lu Liang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Aunt Zheng is angry, if you don't send her, is it really okay?"
Lu Hetian snorted, "What do you care about her so much?"
Lu Liang glanced at him slightly, and suddenly he couldn't figure out what position Aunt Zheng occupied in his heart.
If it doesn't matter, then why, except for the deceased Ling family, there has always been only Aunt Zheng by his side?
But if it is important, it has been so many years since the Ling family died, why did Lu Hetian not straighten Aunt Zheng for a long time?