Unlike the busy Zhou family, the Lu family is a little too quiet, and in the study on the second floor, Lu Zhixi is sitting upright and writing his homework.

On his side, Mrs. Lu's gaze kept falling on his notebook, concentrating on what seemed to be waiting for something.

After writing a homework exercise, Lu Zhixi closed it and put it aside, Mrs. Lu hurriedly picked it up and flipped it over and checked it carefully, and after a while, she sighed in frustration and put it back in place.

Mrs. Lu's gaze moved back to Lu Zhixi, and Lu Zhixi happened to think of something and paused.

Mrs. Lu sensitively noticed this momentary pause, and suddenly became energetic, and coughed a very motherly inquiry.

"Is there anything you can't ask your mother about Hee-hee?"

Lu Zhixi raised his eyes, frowned and looked at Mrs. Lu, who was full of interest, a little helpless: "Mom, I'm just thinking about things, these are the topics of the kindergarten are very simple, and I'm not a stupid person, how can I not write." ”

Mrs. Lu regretfully retracted her gaze and muttered, "Why can't you give me a sense of accomplishment?" ”

Lu Zhixi failed to respond to this question, and Mrs. Lu sighed and muttered.

"When I was pregnant, others said that the most troublesome thing about being a mother was tutoring homework, and I also went to consult a lot of people, and I also signed up for the good mother class, alas..."

Lu Zhixi did not respond to Mrs. Lu's nonsense, bowed his head and continued to write his homework, the homework in the large class was not challenging for him, and he could read some books of interest after finishing early.

Mrs. Lu muttered a few words and didn't respond, so it was boring, and she insisted for a few more minutes, so she was bored, so she took out her mobile phone and read the novel.

The study was quiet, and Lu Zhixi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The harmonious atmosphere lasted until there was a knock outside the door, and Lu Zhixi looked up: "Please come in." ”

The mother and son turned their heads at the same time, the person who came was the housekeeper, and the housekeeper would not go into the study to disturb Lu Zhixi's homework.

"Madam, little master, the little lady of the Zhou family is here."

"My future daughter-in-law?" Mrs. Lu suddenly came to her senses, compared to her son, who was as serious and boring as her husband, the glutinous rice dumplings next door were more popular with Mrs. Lu.

Just talk softly and glutinously, and you will have an aunt in one bite.

Lu Zhixi also put down the homework in his hand: "Porridge? ”

"Let Zhou Congee come in, this kid is not wronged at home again."

Mrs. Lu snorted, she had always looked down on Liao Wen for being crazy for a man, making children pitiful,

Zhou Congee's little head poked out from behind the housekeeper, and Mrs. Lu immediately stopped speaking.

Lu Zhixi's eyes softened instantly, much softer than when he saw his own mother, Mrs. Lu, and Mrs. Lu didn't care when she snorted twice.

"Did Zhou Congee come to play with me?" Lu Zhixi asked gently,

"Well, Brother Xixi is good, Aunt Lu is good." Zhou Congee nodded obediently: "Can I play with Brother Xixi for a while?" ”

"Absolutely." Without Lu Zhixi opening his mouth, Mrs. Lu nodded directly: Lu Zhixi played with her sister.

"Hmm." Lu Zhixi then responded, where do you need Mrs. Lu's instructions to play with Zhou Congee.

Mrs. Lu was afraid that the little girl would be shy, and she also planned to leave the space for the two children.

The door of the study was closed, and Zhou Congee climbed onto the chair on tiptoe, his little short legs dangling in the air.

The study room is very large, except for Lu Zhixi's writing desk, which is full of bookshelves, and there are two bookshelves on Lu Zhixi.

Lu Zhixi pointed to a corner of his bookshelf, and the pink, green, and blue cheerful colors were a little conspicuous in the bookshelf.

"Do you still want to read the storybook last time?"

"Don't." Zhou Congee wrinkled his nose and shook his little head quickly, and his eyes fell on the homework book in front of Lu Zhixi: "Brother Xixi has to hurry up and write his homework, I'll wait for Brother Xixi." ”

Lu Zhixi thought for a while, and was about to withdraw his gaze when he saw something, and paused violently.

Lu Zhixi's face was dark, and he fell on Zhou Congee's arm: "Aunt Liao lost her temper again today?" ”

The bruise-purple scars were shocking.

"Hmm." Zhou Congee replied sullenly, and couldn't help but sniff after speaking, Lu Zhixi was the first to find out that she was injured.

Lu Zhixi didn't continue to ask more, and got down from the chair directly: "Come over Zhou Congee, I'll apply medicine to you." ”

Zhou Congee was also sensitive to Lu Zhixi's unhappiness, and every time she was accidentally injured by Liao Wen, Lu Zhixi would be very unhappy.

There is a medicine box in the Lu family's study, which has been prepared since Lu Zhixi knew that Liao Wen would accidentally injure Zhou Congee when he occasionally fell ill.

Lu Zhixi lowered his eyes and carefully rubbed Zhou Congee with medicine, and his long eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhou Congee shook his head: "It's not very painful." ”

Zhou Congee didn't lie, the white arm was as white as a broken lotus, although it looked scary, but just because Zhou Congee's skin was tender, he didn't feel much after he started to hurt, and he only felt cold and swishing after taking the medicine.

Lu Zhixi didn't believe Zhou Congee's words.

Liao Wen is Zhou Congee's mother, and he can't blame him for being sick, so he can only express his displeasure with a straight face.

"When will Uncle Zhou come back?"

"I don't know, Dad has been on a business trip for a long time." Zhou Congee also muttered.

"Hmm." If Zhou Heng is usually at home, Liao Wen starts to go crazy, Zhou Heng will put it in front of Zhou Congee, and Liao Wen will not hurt Zhou Congee.

"Zhou Congee, why don't you come to my house after school before Uncle Zhou comes back?"

In that way, it will save Liao Wen from going crazy and accidentally hurting Zhou Congee.

Zhou Congee thought of the scene where Liao Wen was waiting for her on the sofa today, although Liao Wen was largely waiting for Ji Yangyang's news.

Zhou Congee didn't know what Liao Wen would do if she couldn't wait for her to come back, whether she would be angry, and whether she would get sick.

Zhou Congling's little face was full of confusion: "I have to go home and say hello to my mother before I can come." ”

"I'll go back with you, and then you'll come to my house with me to play, I'll read you a storybook, and my mom can make you a little cake to eat."

Zhou Congee hesitated for a few seconds and nodded excitedly: "Okay"

Anyway, except for Liao Wen falling asleep at home, no one will notice Zhou Congee.

Lu Zhixi returned to the desk under the urging of Zhou Congee, sped up the speed of writing the homework in his hand, and finished writing in about ten minutes of sitting.

"Which story to read today?"

After Lu Zhixi packed up the books, he was now in front of a few books on the bookcase that looked fancy on the cover.

"I want to hear the story of Snow White today."

Maybe it's because little girls like princesses, and the story of Snow White is very fond of Zhou Congee, and I want to hear it every few days.

Lu Zhixi was not impatient, he took down the book before the summer vacation, and the two sat on the sofa against the wall and began to tell the story.

Lu Zhixi's voice is light, and he is a little immature because of his age, and he is very serious in the face of the story that he has read more than ten times, and he is not impatient.

The reason why Zhou Congee likes Lu Zhixi is probably this, except for Zhou Heng, only Lu Zhixi is willing to repeat childish and cute stories to her.

And Zhou Heng didn't spend much time with her, because of Liao Wen's condition, most of Zhou Heng's energy was spent dealing with Liao Wen.

Zhou Congee hugged the little rabbit and listened very seriously, and finally murmured with a retrospective taste: "Snow White must be very beautiful." ”

Lu Zhixi had finished reading the storybook, closed it, and said seriously: "The porridge is also very beautiful." ”

Snow White, dark hair, snow-white skin... Lu Zhixi landed on the face of Zhou Congee who looked confused on the opposite side.

Well, just as good-looking.

…

That night, Mrs. Lu was heating milk in the kitchen, and there was the sound of slippers behind her.

"Mom, there's something I need to talk to about with someone." Lu Zhixi's tone was a little serious.

Mrs. Lu was surprised, her son knew that he was basically the same as being a father, cold and too independent.

Now that the sun is coming out in the west, the word "consultation" is actually used?

Mrs. Lu raised her eyebrows and was a little curious: "Say yes?" ”

"Mom, can I hurry up and marry Congee Congee?" Lu Zhixi's tone was extraordinarily serious.

Mrs. Lu was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't help laughing: "How old is the porridge, you want to kidnap other people's daughters, if Zhou Heng knows, I'm afraid he will pick you up and beat you." ”

Mrs. Lu didn't take Lu Zhixi's words to heart, the two carrots know what marriage is.

"Mom..."Lu Zhixi still wanted to argue about something.

Mrs. Lu interrupted him directly: "And my country's law stipulates the age of marriage, do you think you will meet it?" ”

Lu Zhixi paused, his brows furrowed tightly: "It's my negligence, I'll check the marriage law." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Mrs. Lu to continue, Lu Zhixi directly turned around and went upstairs into the study.

"Good fellow, is this stinky boy still here?" Mrs. Lu muttered after holding back a smile.