Mrs. Lu picked it up

Mrs. Lu entered the kitchen, Song Li pinched Lu Jingchuan, and the man's palm had already grasped her fingertips.

"It's your grandma after all. How dare you let her go to the kitchen?"

Lu Jingchuanjun's face was full of helplessness: "Leave her alone."

After pregnancy, Lu Jingchuan always felt that Song Li became more and more beautiful, especially now.

When Mrs. Lu came over, she was obviously displeased, she leaned her upper body against him, and looked at her slightly tilted, with a bit of coquettish anger in her eyes.

A beautiful face seemed to be stained with light.

Lu Jingchuan couldn't hold back, and placed a kiss on her ruddy lips.

Song Li patted him, "What are you doing?"

"Dear Mrs. Lu."

"Who is your wife?" Song Li kicked him lightly: "We are already divorced!"

Lu Jingchuan suddenly fell silent.

Song Li looked at him subconsciously, his eyes were deep.

Unable to see any emotion, Song Li's heart tightened.

That heart-wrenching feeling came again, and Song Li suddenly turned her head away.

After signing the divorce agreement, when Lu Jingchuan chose to save Xiaoye, Song Li actually regretted it.

The marriage between them was regarded as mutual torture, and what Lu Jingchuan endured was no less than her.

Once the proud son of heaven, he also humbled himself in his relationship, and he was also humbled before.

Song Li took a deep breath, she was aggrieved at first, but now she was even more aggrieved.

She pushed Lu Jingchuan away and walked to the dining table.

It was getting dark outside, and Lu Jingchuan's cell phone rang suddenly, and he answered it quickly, because he hadn't gone far, and through radio waves, Song Li heard a woman's voice on the phone.

After the phone call, Lu Jingchuan walked out.

Song Li felt that something was weird, so she turned around and followed Lu Jingchuan out the door.

The villa occupies a large area, and it takes a while to get to the gate. There is a small parking lot at the gate.

An unfamiliar car was parked in the outermost parking space.

Jiang Wan came down and gave Lu Jingchuan a wink. As soon as Lu Jingchuan turned his head, he saw Song Li who followed him out at some point.

Lu Jingchuan strode forward, took off his coat and put it on Song Li's shoulders.

The warmth hit, but Song Li couldn't be happy.

Because Jiang Wan also walked over.

She was carrying an insulated bucket and a small box in her hand.

"Here are my pickled plums. The plums are sour, so they shouldn't be too tasty. You can eat them first to satisfy your hunger. I have already pickled the second batch when I go out. If you think it's delicious, mom... Aunt Jiang I'll pickle it for you again."

"I made this for food. It has a strong taste. You can eat less."

Song Li didn't know whether to pick it up or not.

It was Lu Jingchuan who extended his hand, "Aunt Jiang, thank you very much, and let you make an extra trip. Later, Ali and I will treat you to dinner."

He hugged Song Li tightly, Song Li didn't feel cold at all, she only saw that Jiang Wan was so happy because of Lu Jingchuan's words that there were tears in his eyes.

After sending people away, Song Li became unhappy again.

I can't control it at all. After pregnancy, the emotion that changes the most is probably.

Lu Jingchuan caught up: "Are you unhappy?"

"Knowing that I will be unhappy, you still let her come and bring me something to eat?!"

Song Li was very angry, and her eye circles were already red: "You took these things for you to eat, and you promised to invite me to dinner, and don't bring me, I don't want to eat with her at all!"

Lu Jingchuan couldn't hold back, smiled lightly, and stretched out his arms to hug her: "Why are you angry, you will only be angry if you care."

She was born with a shallow family relationship, but Lu Jingchuan still understood her, knowing that she only said that she didn't care, but actually cared to death in her heart.

No one wants to be recognized by the elders more than her, and hopes that the elders can love her well.

"I do not have!"

"Ali, it's not ashamed to care."

Song Li stopped talking, "I don't care."

"When I was young, no one hurt me. When I grow up, I can love myself. There is no need to bother others!"

What Song Li said was always angry.

"Then why did you agree to Linye to see Aunt Jiang?"

Lu Jingchuan went straight to the point.

Song Li remained silent, and gave Lu Jingchuan a vicious look.

"The reason why I take what she gave is because I know she cares about you, and she loves you in a very silent way, Ari..."

"Because I suffered when I was a child, I should get more love when I grow up. My Ali is so good, so I should have been loved by more people. Aunt Jiang, Jiang Rao brothers and sisters, and Mr. Jiang are all fine."

Song Li hesitated for a moment, then asked him: "Have you taken a fancy to the power behind the Jiang family?"

Song Li is well-deserved as a master at destroying the atmosphere!

Lu Jingchuan unscrewed the small box Jiang Wan sent, took out a plum and stuffed it into Song Li's mouth.

Plums are really sour, and so is the juice.

Song Li wanted to spit it out, but she clenched her mouth tighter and tighter, unwilling to let go of any juice.

Originally, when she was angry with Lu Jingchuan, she still felt a little nauseated, but now, this nauseating feeling has been completely overwhelmed by the sour taste of plums.

Lu Jingchuan had already reached out and opened the thermos. As Jiang Wan said, it was full of strong flavors.

A spicy crayfish and a sour soup dumpling are things that Greentown Champs will never eat in a lifetime.

You can see it everywhere on the street.

For a moment, Lu Jingchuan regretted opening the lunch box.

Song Li was a little over the top, and couldn't help being happy: "That...A Chuan, will you peel the shrimp for me?"

She stared at him helplessly, and there was hope in her eyes, which made it impossible to refuse.

"You two, I'm cooking for you, and you order takeaway!"

Mrs. Lu's voice suddenly broke in, and Song Li was startled.

Lu Jingchuan almost agreed to Song Li, rubbed the center of his brows, and said helplessly, "Grandma, any takeaways are delivered here, and they are all beyond the delivery range."

"Aunt Jiang made this for Ali. She has a bad appetite. These are the plums that Aunt Jiang pickled."

"When the time comes, what about your cooking?"

Mrs. Lu turned her body sideways, and Ming Ge brought a small plate and put it on the table, red and white were intertwined, and a little coriander was sprinkled on the top, which looked delicious in color and fragrance.

But Lu Jingchuan's expression almost didn't crack.

"This is?"

"Sad jelly!" Song Li almost shed tears, because she had a bad stomach, and when she came back from Sioux City, her diet was controlled by Lu Jingchuan, and basically she didn't encounter any spicy food.

God knows how greedy she is.

"Grandma, you and Aunt Jiang are messing around! Peppers are cold, how can she eat them?"

"Which one of you and I, Aunt Jiang, doesn't live longer than you? It's true that it's cold. It doesn't matter if you eat two bites, and the nutritionists you raise don't eat soft rice. They don't even let her enjoy a meal. Do you want her to give birth to you? Why is your face so big!?"