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Meng Wantang no longer felt like eating after listening to this round of business flattery.

"Okay, eat quickly, or the food will get cold soon."

Lin Su picked up the chopsticks and asked Lan Youyi to eat.

He also asked Lan Youyi: "Is my elder brother busy again?"

Lan Youyi gave a faint smile.

"Their troops have a lot of things to do and are very busy. Sometimes they leave and there is no news for half a year. When they come back, they are also silent. When I ask them, they are either military exercises or confidential. Anyway, I can't get anything out of them. Later, I just stopped asking."

Lin Su felt like she had found a confidant.

"Yes, that's right. I don't know what they are busy with all day long. Why do they have to do so many things? It seems that the work can't be done without them."

When Lin Su was young, she wanted to spend more time with Meng Xun and meet him as often as possible.

But this is of no use at all.

Meng Xun was busy as a dog, and sometimes she could only see him once a month.

Fortunately, she was so stubborn at that time and decided that he was the one for her whole life.

"If I had promised others back then, I wouldn't have to suffer so much." When Lin Su spoke, she didn't care at all whether the person involved was around or not.

Meng Wantang glanced at her father secretly. If nothing else, her father was really good at cultivating his qi.

No matter what her mother said, her father's face remained unchanged.

"This is fate and destiny. There's no escape from it." Didn't Lan Youyi regret it in her heart?

What’s the use of regret?

Everything has happened.

She could only live in pain, but she didn't expect that God was kind to her and her son was still alive.

"Too."

Lin Su seemed relieved.

Lan Youyi picked up her chopsticks and started eating. The children ate with relish, mouthful after mouthful. Others also picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

Meng Wantang looked conflicted and hesitant, not knowing which dish to eat first so as to avoid making a bad choice.

At this moment, a piece of meat suddenly appeared in her bowl.

She looked up at Lu Qingye in surprise. Lu Qingye looked calm and focused on eating. When he noticed her gaze, their eyes met, and everything was said without words.

Meng Wantang still trusts Lu Qingye's choice.

She put the meat in her mouth and chewed it tentatively.

The meat was a bit old and hard, not very flavorful. But after chewing it carefully for a while, it was quite fragrant.

Meng Wantang raised her eyebrows and picked up the food herself.

She didn't dare to take more than one thing and ate a little, mainly to taste it.

Every dish had some problem. Either the fire was too strong or too weak. Either it was too salty or too bland.

Overall it's edible.

Meng Wantang put down her chopsticks and stood up to make tea.

She made fruit tea.

After a meal, drinking some fruit tea is relatively healthy.

And the weather is dry.

Easy to get angry.

The number of edible vegetables is relatively small.

There aren't many types of fruit.

In addition to pears and apples, there are dried persimmons. The oranges are a bit dry and not very tasty.

Some pears are too sour.

The kids don't like it very much.

Meng Wantang made all the gifts into fruit tea and drank it.

She also puts a little honey in it.

Not to mention the sour and sweet taste, it's quite good.

The children no longer resisted and drank a lot every time.

The New Year is approaching.

Lan Youyi comes here every day.

She would read with the children and also teach them how to cut New Year pictures and window decorations.

Lu Qingye took the tools and carved the worries with the children.

Lu Zhennan also came back.

He has a good hand in calligraphy.

He is responsible for designing all the Spring Festival couplets in the house.

Goudan was watching from the side with shining eyes.

Lu Zhennan likes this eldest grandson very much. He can see through the little guy's thoughts at a glance.

"Do you want to learn from Grandpa?"

Goudan would be a fool if he just nodded and refused without even thinking.

"Okay, I'll come over later and give you a set of writing brushes, inkstones, and paper. Let's learn the basics, and you practice first. Once you've laid a solid foundation, I'll continue teaching you."

Lu Zhennan shouldn't be too gentle when speaking to his grandson.

If his soldiers saw this, they would definitely be shocked.

They had never seen General Lu like this in all these years.

"Grandpa, I'll go with you."

Goudan was a little impatient.

Lu Zhennan had never spent a long time alone with his grandson. This was an opportunity, and the two of them walked out of the yard and went to the yard next door.

"All of these are suitable for you. Which one do you want to choose? Forget it, I'll take them all. I'll leave two sets for you here. If you come here to play, you can take some time to write and type here. You don't have to go back to get them."

Goudan naturally agreed.

Writing Spring Festival couplets is more fun when there is someone watching you.

Lu Zhennan took Goudan to get the things and then took him back.

The couplet has been written.

Lu Qingye took the children out to post them.

In the end, only a few "Fu" characters were left, and Lu Qingye let the children take them out to play.

Finally, Lu Zhennan and Lu Qingye, father and son, had the opportunity to be alone together.

"I told you before that your mother and I had planned to let everyone in the family meet you. Unexpectedly, something came up later, so we delayed it until today. If you are willing, come back with me the day after tomorrow."

Lu Qingye had a calm expression.

"It doesn't matter if I go back or not."

It was obvious that he didn't want to go back by himself, but he was reluctant to take Meng Wantang and the child with him to suffer.

"Your wife and children will definitely go with you. Are you sure you don't want to go?"

Lu Zhennan knew that his son was difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect that even he, his own father, was tricked by this kid.

"Ask Wanwan about this matter. I can't make the decision. The New Year is coming soon, and I'm still very busy."

Lu Qingye's indifferent attitude made Lu Zhennan at a loss for words for a moment.

Just then, a phone rang.

Gousheng rushed out of the house and shouted, "Dad, I'm looking for you."

Lu Qingye quickly stood up and rushed into the house.

The only people who contacted him by phone were those at work.

Lu Qingye had a bad feeling in his heart, thinking that something must have happened.

"Director Lu, please come here immediately."

"receive."

After Lu Qingye finished speaking, he ran outside. He didn't have time to say hello to Meng Wantang, so he said to Gou Sheng, "Tell your mother that Dad has a mission. He can't come back for the time being, so don't wait for me at dinner."

Gousheng ran after him and said, "This is the snack my mother made. Put it in your pocket and eat it. Don't go hungry."

Lu Qingye didn't want to do it at first, but when he turned around and saw his son's sparkling eyes, he raised his hand and rubbed his head, then turned around and ran out quickly.

Gousheng looked at his father's back and laughed.

I don't know when the fat boy came over and said in a baby voice, "Brother, you look like a fool."