The heroine's brother is salted fish online

As we all know, once there is the first glass of wine, there will be countless glasses.

After drinking too much, Mr. He hugged Lu Xiaolei like a child, and said very sadly:

"Xiaolu, why do you say that my old man is so unlucky? I have worked so hard to earn a house all my life, but it is a tofu project, but it is such a tofu project, and the old man has lived in it for half his life. Now you say I A widowed old man, how can life be easy?"

Lu Xiaolei sipped the plum wine in small sips. The wine was sour and sweet, and it also had the unique fruity aroma of plums. He couldn't taste the wine at all. Lu Xiaolei suspected that the old man brought plum juice bluff him.

Lu Xiaolei seemed to be deeply moved when he heard this, hugged the old man and said, "Do you think I came to see you? There are people in the room, why are you lonely?"

This seemed to mention the old man's sadness, and he was even more sad: "You are the only brat who is willing to cook for my old man, and He Xiang is also willing to cook for my old man, except for a black-faced lawyer who came to me two days ago Hey, I left without sitting on my buttocks, why, my land has long thorns?"

Lu Xiaolei smiled and said with a red face: "Hey, you don't have thorns, you have thorns, and you still look like you, an old thorn!"

After finishing speaking, pointing to old man He: "I don't know why your wife fell in love with you in the first place because of your bad temper."

The old man He also blushed and said: "Fart, old man, I used to be a handsome guy with both civil and military skills when I was young, and my wife would chase me at that time. Unfortunately, she didn't have a good life and left in her early fifties. Hey, what do you think now? The house is gone, where can my wife and children find me?"

"You moaning, what's the matter, isn't your wife and child there?" Lu Xiaolei lowered his head and picked the peanuts in the bowl with his hands a few times.

Hearing this, old man He immediately turned his head and asked in a daze, "Where is it? Where is it?"

Lu Xiaolei pointed to the photo frame that old man He placed in the most prominent place in the living room. Inside, old man He and his son and daughter-in-law were smiling happily, while the little baby lying in the arms of old man He and his wife was opening slightly. Open your eyes and look at the camera curiously.

Looking at the iconic curly hair on that head, it must be that He Xiang didn't run away.

Old man He looked at the photo, Zhan Weiwei walked over, picked up the photo, wiped off the dust on the photo frame with his hands, and smiled bitterly: "You are here..."

Old man He's gaze was sad, and in the end, his voice became lower and lower, as if he was trapped in countless memories.

Apart from being afraid of seeing women cry, Lu Xiaolei is also afraid of seeing old people cry, especially those who are usually strong and stubborn like Old Man He.

He must have been extremely sad to cry in front of an outsider regardless of his image.

He was a little speechless, and subconsciously looked towards Chu Xiao, hoping that he could come up with something, but unexpectedly, he met the other party's eyes.

He seemed to have been looking at Lu Xiaolei for a while, and when he saw this person looking back, he didn't avoid it, but smiled at him: "What's the matter?"

Chu Xiao's voice was low and gentle, like the murmur of a stringed instrument. Lu Xiaolei was caught off guard by this ear, and somehow felt that the base of his ear was burning.

Lu Xiaolei avoided the other party's eyes in a panic, and felt that he was trying to cover up his avoidance at the next moment, so he immediately stared back: "Isn't this your client? Why don't you say a few words?"

"Mr. He is fine, who brought up his sadness to make people cry?" It means that he has to coax people to cry even if he makes them cry.

Lu Xiaolei's eyes widened, and he made the old man sad when he persuaded him, so it's better not to say anything.

Seeing Lu Xiaolei's constipated face, Chu Xiao shook his head and comforted the old man: "Mr. He, a house is just a carrier of emotions. A house does not represent anything. What really maintains the relationship between you and Mrs. He should be love." This is something that will not change no matter how many houses are demolished."

Hearing this, old man He raised his head and looked at Chu Xiao: "Xiao Chu, is what you said true?"

Chu Xiao smiled beautifully: "When did I tell a lie?"

Old man He was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, his cloudy eyes seemed to be looking far, far away, where all the old man's memories of the loss of his loved ones should be stored.

I am especially forgetful when I am old, but I do not forget lovesickness.

Old man He let out a sigh of relief, as if a big stone in his heart had finally been let go, he actually fell asleep holding the photo frame.

Lu Xiaolei can be considered to have learned the old man's wine taste. It's okay to have a bad temper on weekdays. Even when he's drunk, it's so difficult to serve him. He walked over two steps and prepared to stand up the old man. It's as dead and heavy as a pig, and it can't be dragged at all.

Lu Xiaolei shook his head, he couldn't believe that he had been exercising all this time, but he couldn't even lift a drunk old man.

So he held back all his strength and dragged it back, but he still didn't move.

If I tried harder, my whole body would fall backwards if I didn't grasp it firmly.

However, before he could make intimate contact with the cold floor, he fell into a warm embrace.

It has a light scent, like some kind of herbal plant, not at all like ordinary men's cologne.

The man sighed helplessly above his head: "Young Master Lu, if you can't drag it, you can ask me for help. It's not shameful to do what you can."

Even the voice seems to have the bitter smell of green grass and the cool morning water vapor.

Lu Xiaolei didn't care about his cheeks that suddenly felt hot just now, and quickly got up from someone's arms: "I just softened after drinking."

With a smile on Chu Xiao's face, he was very cooperative: "That is, Lu Shao is born with supernatural power."

Why is there such a tone of coaxing children again.

Lu Xiaolei glared at him, turned around and sat back on the sofa, waved his hands a little domineeringly: "Since you have said that, I will rest for a while, you can move."

An expression that made you feel cheap.

Chu Xiao rubbed his nose and didn't argue any more. He stretched out his arms and gently moved the old man onto his shoulders. After that, he moved the old man into the room effortlessly with a force that didn't match the appearance of Mr. Pianpian. bedroom.

He is still wearing a dark blue suit today, with a well-tailored shirt inside. Lu Xiaolei couldn't help taking a peek at it just now. It seems that this man's muscles... are not bad.

At least he looks much better than the muscular man in his hard drive.

Who can imagine that a person as elegant as a jade tree in the wind actually quietly has eight-pack abs.

Lu Xiaolei once again felt that this person was scary.

In order to avoid making some terrible guesses about Chu Xiao's muscles, Lu Xiaolei silently picked up his own cup and drank the light brown plum juice in it.

He needs a little cool to quench the fire.