Chapter Twenty-Nine: Remember to Say Hello to Your Family When You Don't Go Home at Night

Lu Mingfei was very satisfied with this meal, feeling that Xia Di's craftsmanship was better than his mother, not to mention his aunt, who was just a golden supporting role in the cooking skills of the two.

Just when he was full of food and drink and was about to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Xia Di's face suddenly showed a look of chagrin: "Oh no, I forgot to tell your uncle that you won't go back to eat tonight!" ”

Lu Mingfei took the bowl for a moment: "That's over, I'm going to be scolded to death when I go back." ”

said that he was going to finish, but he didn't see much worry on his face.

After playing with Xia Di for two days, I didn't dare to say anything else, at least my psychological endurance was greatly improved.

Isn't it just going back and being scolded, compared to asking Chu Zihang to say a hundred words, it's like sprinkling water.

And with his understanding of Xia Di, maybe this person is scaring him again.

Sure enough, seeing that he didn't show a panicked appearance, Xia Di waved his hand boringly: "Lie to you, I told them that you will spend the night with me tonight and go back tomorrow." ”

"What's that?" Lu Mingfei had a "you're kidding me" expression: "They agreed?" ”

It's only been a few days since they've known each other, and my uncle and aunt dare to leave their nephew in the care of a neighbor, and this heart is inevitably too big, I'm afraid that someone will dig a black hole in my heart.

Xia Di spread his hands and began to make nonsense: "No way, the personality charm is too strong, it's like this."

I just mentioned it casually, and they gave you to me with confidence, and told me that if you were naughty, you should whip it with a feather duster without mercy. ”

"Hehe, I'll go check with them." Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes and reached for the mobile phone beside Xia Di.

It's still Kamen Rider Faiz's transformation phone.,It's heavy to start with.,Every time you press a button, there will be a "dripping" sound effect.,The mobile phone interface is no different from ordinary mobile phones.,At most, the colors are brighter and the picture is clearer.。

dialed his uncle's phone, he cautiously tried to do so, but found that his uncle really asked him to stay at Uncle Xia's house and not make trouble.

"I'm on the other side of the city, not next door." Lu Mingfei wondered if his uncle had been deceived.

"I know." Uncle's voice was as gentle as ever, "Your Uncle Xia said that it was too late, and there was a traffic jam on the road, so I just took you to his place for a night, anyway, you have to go to exercise tomorrow." ”

Lu Mingfei: "??? ”

No, uncle, you are my own uncle, and you handed over your dear nephew to someone else for such a perfunctory reason?

What else do you call Uncle Xia, do you know each other so kindly?

Glancing at Xia Di who was smiling, he cautiously prompted: "This, this is not appropriate, right?" ”

"What's wrong, your Uncle Xia is a well-known best-selling author, don't worry about him bullying you." Uncle obviously failed to see through Xia Di's true face of chaos and evil hidden under the harmless appearance of humans and animals.

"Hehe......" Thinking about today's encounter, Lu Mingfei felt that he was a sheep in the mouth of a tiger: "Yes, he generally doesn't bully people." ”

When you bully someone, you don't do it right.

Hanging up the phone, he stared at Xia Di suspiciously: "Did you pour some ecstasy soup into your uncle?" ”

"It's said that my personality is too charming, why don't you believe it." Xia Di looked helpless, is it difficult to admit that he is trustworthy?

Of course, he certainly wouldn't reveal that he had used a small, trivial means to win the trust of Lugu City.

"No wonder you asked me to bring a change of clothes today, it turned out to be premeditated." Lu Mingfei didn't think that Uncle Xia would treat him well, although they hadn't known each other for a long time, they had already had a solid foundation of trust between the two.

The young man's mind is actually very simple, no one has ever been so good to him except his parents, and even to some extent, Xia Di makes up for his lack of fatherly love.

Although Lu Mingfei's parents are archaeologists, most of the people who accompanied him when he was a child were his mother, and his father had the impression that he was a busy person who would leave at any time because of work, always staying in the study to read some complicated and difficult materials, and his brows were tightly locked.

Comrade Lao Lu is a conscientious father who will care about his studies, his body, and his psychological condition...... But sometimes he felt like his father was fulfilling his obligations as a father.

He didn't feel it before, after all, father and son didn't get along for long.

But after spending a month at his uncle's house, he saw how normal fathers and sons got along.

What kind of feeling is that, the relationship between Lu Mingze and his uncle is like a father and son and a friend, the cousin is often taught by his aunt because he is naughty, and as long as it is not too much of a mistake, the uncle will help him out.

Lu Mingze can communicate with his uncle without scruples, share daily interesting stories, and his uncle will listen patiently, and from time to time he will also talk about his own work, and the father and son are close.

Occasionally going to the park in the evening, they would play with each other, and the smile on my uncle's face was always so natural and heartfelt.

It's not like my dad who has just the right smile every time I get along with him.

……

The next day, Lu Mingfei woke up on a soft spring bed, covered with a light air-conditioning quilt, and the indoor temperature was still a little low.

He rubbed his head, looked at the unfamiliar room, and was stunned for a while before remembering that he had stayed at Uncle Xia's house last night.

Last night, he was dragged by Uncle Xia to play games all night, the classic "King of Fighters" and "Street Fighter", the young Xiaolu classmate was ravaged in all directions, and he couldn't wait to smash the gamepad on the proud and presumptuous handsome face.

Stretching, Lu Mingfei got up and changed into the silk pajamas that Xia Di had prepared for him, and walked out of the guest room with a yawn.

There was a movement in the kitchen, Xia Di had already gotten up and made breakfast, and was making soy milk at this time.

"Wake up, go brush your teeth and wash your face." The man tinkering with the soybean milk machine seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and he knew that Lu Mingfei was behind him without looking back.

Breakfast is the classic preserved egg lean porridge with fried dough sticks and soy milk, there is nothing to say except for a fresh, and Lu Mingfei's attention is on Xia Di's face, because this guy actually shaved his beard and carefully groomed his messy hair into a style.

He drank porridge silently and muttered in his heart: "Is there something big going to happen today?" ”

An hour later, the two went out with fishing rods and fishing boxes on their backs.

Today, Xia Di did not ride his Harley again, but went to change to a milky white SUV, and the motorcycle parked next to it was long gone.

It was the first time for Lu Mingfei to ride in such a big car, and after fastening his seat belt, he looked around the interior in the co-pilot: "Uncle, where is your motorcycle?" ”

"Thrown it in the warehouse." Xia Di drove out of the community in a puff of smoke, holding the steering wheel with one hand and leaning against the window, in a particularly chic posture.

"Uncle, you're very dangerous like this." Lu Mingfei is a good boy who abides by traffic rules, and when his uncle came to the school to promote traffic safety knowledge, he specifically said that he must not put his hand out of the window when riding in the car.

"Don't worry, uncle, I am the god of autumn mountain bikes, people are nicknamed logging tired, and driving is fast, accurate and stable." Xia Di ignored the small tag hanging on the rearview mirror that read, "The driving is not standardized, and the relatives are in tears", but the speed of the car is still kept within a safe range.

As we passed through an intersection, a six-meter-long black Maybach slowly pulled to a halt.

The car window was lowered, revealing Chu Tianjiao's somewhat listless face:

"Yo, such a coincidence~"