A sentence of mother's selling batch is like a fish in the throat, Lu Qianning doesn't even dare to shout, and a mouthful of liquid will be poured down.

She leaned her back on the wardrobe and looked at Zhou Beijing in a daze, the edges of his thin lips were shiny, reflecting the light outside the window.

Those narrow eyes carried a sense of oppression, "It's okay if you don't drink, I'll feed you."

Lu Qianning: "......"

Need him to feed!?

I took advantage of the medicine and drank it, killing two birds with one stone!

She simply took the medicine in his hand, held her breath and suffocated, pulled his white home clothes and wiped the corners of her mouth, turned around and went back to the bedroom to lie down.

Zhou Beijing chuckled, took out the bowl and put it down, and then went to bed.

The 100-day banquet is about eating 100 family meals, and early the next morning, Mrs. Wang asked her to cook two dishes in the kitchen and bring them with her when she went.

The guests who went to the banquet had to prepare one or two dishes, a custom that Lu Qianning had never heard of.

She can't play any role except as a tool man and is taken to show off by Mrs. Wang.

"After you go, you will be called Grandma Wen, that old guy has been a teacher and professor all his life, and when he gets old, he starts to change sex, and he laughs all day long, and he has no heart and lungs."

When she was about to arrive at the Wen family, Mrs. Wang remembered to introduce Lu Qianning.

Lu Qianning responded, and his eyes fell on the door of a huge mansion.

Outside the door, there was a screen of flowing water waterfalls, and there were luxury cars parked on both sides, and she keenly saw that the white license plate number was not a car that rich people could use.

It's not the one driven by Mrs. Tang, but it's definitely a type of person.

"That Tang Zinc, once worshiped in the name of this old lady, it is estimated that the Tang family asked people to give a thin gift, this kind of copper-smelling place, their Tang family can't come."

Old Madam Wang clapped her hands, didn't know what she saw, and snorted, "The Jiang family can come, you can look at this battle."

Following her gaze, Lu Qianning saw five or six members of the Jiang family at a glance.

led by Jiang Chishu and Mrs. Jiang, followed by Jiang Yuanai and Jiang Xincheng, and Wu Yulan, who was supported by others.

"The old lady of the Wen family doesn't like Wu Yulan." Old Mrs. Wang got out of the car and whispered, "Born in a nouveau riche family, it is also the luck of the ancestors who have been cultivating for several lifetimes, and the rich man is stunned to squeeze into the circle of high society, but the vulgarity on his body can't be removed."

Lu Qianning looked at Wu Yulan, this person belongs to the kind of brainless at first glance, if there is no hatred or resentment, it should be a good temper.

However, it is estimated that Mrs. Jiang has explained something, and Wu Yulan's hostility towards her is not too obvious.

However, I don't see Wu Yulan being arrogant to such a point, she needs someone to help her walk, just like an ancient mother.

Running and walking in front, Lu Qianning and Mrs. Wang followed into the Wen family, and picked up the little milk bag, the courtyard was lively and noisy.

The old lady of the Wen family was surrounded by a group of people, and she couldn't squeeze in, so seeing this, Lu Qianning and Mrs. Wang first found a place to rest, ready to wait for the people to disperse, and then stepped forward.

The air was filled with the smell of various intertwined perfumes, and from time to time I could see the eyes of others.

After a while, the group of noble ladies dispersed in a hurry and ran indoors to see the milk baby just now.

Old Madam Wang got up and walked over there with Lu Qianning and Runran, and coincidentally, the Jiang family also came, coming from different directions, and almost at the same time stood in front of Old Madam Wen.

As soon as Mrs. Wen saw Jiang Chishu, she stood up and grabbed Jiang Chishu's hand, "My old bone, if it weren't for the repeated invitations at home, you wouldn't know to come and take a look."

"Mr. Wen understands, I have been busy with work recently, and I will definitely come to visit you often in the future." Jiang Chishu smiled warmly, shook hands with Mrs. Wen, and introduced sideways, "This is my wife, do you still recognize me?"

"What you say, even if I don't see it many times, I can come out!" Old Lady Wen smiled at Mrs. Jiang, and looked over there again, "That's your son Jiang Xincheng, that's Wu Yulan, I can't remember who in your family?"

After speaking, her cloudy eyes swept around, and the coldness fell on Lu Qianning, let go of Jiang Chishu's hand and strode over, looking at Lu Qianning.

Everyone was silent, looking at her inexplicably.

She looked at it for a long time, raised her head and nodded at Jiang Chishu and said, "This is your daughter who grew up abroad, Yuan Ai, right?" At first glance, I am your daughter, and I am carved out of the same mold as you!"

All of a sudden, there was silence all around.

Lu Qianning sighed in his heart, and subconsciously looked at Jiang Chishu.

Jiang Chishu looked at Lu Qianning in astonishment, looking at Lu Qianning inch by inch, as if he was looking for something.

"Teacher Wen, you're wrong." Mrs. Jiang's voice was cold, and she pointed to Jiang Yuanai who came not far away, "That's our family Yuanai."

The tone was a little disgusted and proud.

During the period when Mrs. Wen looked at it, she felt that Lu Qianning and Wang Yurou were surprised, so she heard what Mrs. Jiang said.

She let go of the hand that had just held Lu Qianning, looked at Jiang Yuanai, who was slowly coming, and glanced around the Jiang family.

Fu looked back at Lu Qianning.

"Old woman, your eyes don't work when you're old?" Old Madam Wang pulled Lu Qianning over and said, "Grab someone and go to a family, there is an eighty old lady standing here, and you can also be a member of the Jiang family!" This is my granddaughter, my daughter, you old and dizzy!"

She half-jokingly reversed a situation that had once been awkward.

Jiang Chishu retracted his gaze, but Yu Guang couldn't help but look at Lu Qianning on the side.

In a trance, he seemed to see Wang Yurou.

That's Wang Yurou's daughter.

looks like Wang Yurou, in his eyes, it is simply carved out of a mold.

Where will it be like him?

Seeing that he was silent, Mrs. Jiang's heart was twisted, and she gave Wu Yulan a look.

"My sister is much better looking than Lu Qianning, you say, sister, you too, what are you running around, how embarrassing." Wu Yulan glanced at Jiang Yuanai.

Jiang Yuanai was still in the clouds, and he was judged by several people's eyes.

Jiang Chishu scolded, "Okay, what does it have to do with Yuan Ai, it's just a misunderstanding, what are you arguing about here?"

Wu Yulan's voice, the people around more or less heard it, Jiang Chishu was very displeased, and after scolding, he asked Mrs. Jiang to see today's little protagonist, and he sat next to Mrs. Wen and accompanied him for a while.

Old Lady Wen touched Lu Qianning's cheek, almost not crying, "Yu Rou's? This kid looks like her mother, you've lived most of your life, and you've done a good deed and got the kid back."

"Don't get excited, you can't afford this, or I would have brought her to see you." Seeing that Jiang Chishu was there, Mrs. Wang gently patted Mrs. Wen's arm.

Mrs. Wen looked at Jiang Chishu quietly, but saw that Jiang Chishu's loving gaze had been falling on Lu Qianning, and she sighed in her heart.

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