After dressing as a villain, I am addicted to farming

After being led by Lu Chuang to the restaurant, Qu Zhong finally saw the rest of the Lu family. Except for Lu Ming and Lu Tan who hadn't gotten off work, everyone got up and called Lu Zhenhua.

Mr. Lu's status in this family was clear at a glance. After he pressed his hands, these people sat down. No one turned their attention to Qu Zhong from the beginning to the end. Even Lu Zhenhua sat down on his own and did not introduce him.

Although it was quite embarrassing, Qu Zhong seemed unconscious, found an empty seat and sat down by himself, and had no intention of talking to anyone else.

There was a cold snort from the opposite side, which was just big enough for Qu Zhong who was sitting opposite to hear it. He looked up and found that it was Lu Youwei, the only heir of the Lu family.

He looked a few years older than himself, with short brown hair, and the red gemstone earrings on his ears should be quite valuable.

But those slender eyes should have been inherited from his father, and they are not at all like the other Lu family members present here.

Lu Chuang coughed twice, and introduced loudly to others: "This is the second sister's child, Qu Zhong."

As soon as he finished his introduction, Lu Youwei rolled his eyes, and even turned his head with his arms folded.

"Youwei, what is your attitude? Qu Zhong is your cousin." Lu Chuang frowned.

"I don't know yet. What if it came to pretend to be a fake? He doesn't look like my second aunt at all."

"you……"

"Okay, I think Lu Ming and the others are coming home soon, and they can serve the food."

Lu Zhenhua raised his hand to interrupt Lu Chuang's words, and turned to look at the housekeeper.

This obvious meaning of maintenance made Lu Youwei instantly proud, rolled his eyes at Lu Chuang brightly, and even raised his legs.

Qu Zhong didn't care about the other party's sarcasm, instead, he lowered his eyebrows and pretended to be bowing his head, flipping over the pills he made before in the space.

"Hmph! It's a guilty conscience." Lu Youwei pushed forward.

"Longlong, Longlong, look at what delicious food Mom made for you."

At this moment, Jiang Man appeared in the restaurant with a plate of dishes, looking for Qu Zhong's figure while walking, and behind her was a middle-aged man in a suit, carefully protecting her.

She crossed the dining table and came to Qu Zhong's place. Jiang Man sat down and put the plate of food in front of him alone: ​​"Look, what delicious food Mom made for you."

The middle-aged man first shouted: "Dad" and then did not sit down at his usual place, but followed Jiang Man to the bottom of the dining table.

"You are Qu Zhong."

"Uncle, I am Qu Zhong."

"Okay, you look quite like our Lu family." Sitting next to Jiang Man, Lu Ming smiled and rubbed her head: "It seems that your aunt really likes you."

"Hurry up, Longlong, don't you like tomato scrambled eggs the most?"

The fried tomato and egg in front of him turned into a pitch-black plate. The fried egg was too mushy. After adding the tomato, there were a lot of black crusts floating in the soup. Seeing that Qu Zhong didn't move his chopsticks, Jiang Man even took the spoon next to him to take the initiative. to feed him.

"Didn't you teach me to be polite? Let's eat together after others serve dinner."

Gently pressing down on Jiang Man's hand, Qu Zhong found that the back of her hand was burnt red, and Lu Ming also noticed this, frowned and grabbed her hand: "Why are you so careless? Go get some medicine for you."

"Brother Ming, I don't feel any pain at all. Our Longlong is back, look."

"Yes, our dragon is back, so you have to eat more later."

"Okay then, I'm going to take Longlong to watch cartoons after dinner."

"Okay, let's see."

The chat between the two was a bit different, but Qu Zhong unexpectedly felt full of warmth.

Most people in the Lu family put their interests first. Unexpectedly, this Lu Ming was very patient with his sick wife, and he didn't feel disgusted at all. Instead, he coaxed him warmly.

It is very interesting to say that Lu Ming hates Lu Youwei very much...

"Let's eat."

Lu Zhenhua moved the chopsticks first, and Jiang Man couldn't wait to pick up an egg with the chopsticks and put it into Qu Zhong's bowl: "Eat quickly, let's see how my mother's cooking is."

There is a faint smell of plaster at the end of the nose, and black eggs in front of it. The combination of the two always makes Qu Zhong feel like he wants to eat Fengyoujing.

Lu Ming was also laughing beside him, and had no intention of helping him out loud.

"Very...delicious."

The egg in his mouth was bitterly salty, Qu Zhong chewed it twice, swallowed it hastily, and then praised it against his conscience.

It's just that he didn't expect that he dug a hole for himself. Jiang Man saw that he liked it, so he picked up the plate and put all the dishes into his bowl.

"Hahaha, ahem..." Lu Ming choked on laughter beside him.

But Qu Zhong could only look at the "poison" that night in front of him without tears, wishing he could swallow back what he said just now.

It was almost ten minutes after dinner, and Lu Tan, who had big waves, came late, and after calling out: "Dad", she naturally sat on Lu Zhenhua's right hand with her head held high.

She was a little surprised when she saw the empty seat opposite, but when she saw the excited Jiang Man, she curled her lips and smiled, and she didn't notice the existence of Qu Zhong from the beginning to the end.

During the whole dinner, except for Jiang Man, who had been paying attention to him, it seemed that only Lu Youwei had vague hostility, nothing else, but Qu Zhong and the Lu family looked too much alike, standard big eyes and thin lips, Even the face with only one dimple when smiling is somewhat similar to Lu Zhenhua's.

During the period, Lu Zhenhua answered the phone and stood up and left the restaurant in a hurry, while the others continued to eat as if nothing had happened.

"I... I studied Chinese medicine for a while..."

After eating, Jiang Man still held his left arm, Qu Zhong thought about it, and tried to make a request for pulse diagnosis.

"Okay! Then let's go to our villa."

Lu Ming knew Qu Zhong's kindness, so he nodded and agreed without thinking. He could see the sincerity of the child when he spoke.

Lu Ming and his wife didn't live in the main house. They had to walk through the back garden for about ten minutes to get to the villa they lived in. Jiang Man kept holding Qu Zhong's arm, chatting endlessly like a child along the way.

And Qu Zhong just watched with a smile all the time, occasionally answering a few words.

"Longlong, I bought your favorite white chocolate and put it in the cupboard at home."

"Longlong, I bought it..."

"Dragon Dragon..."

Under the setting sun, the backs of the three people were dragged very long, some were talking and some were laughing, it was really like a family taking a walk after dinner.

"It would be great if the eldest brother's son is still alive." Looking at the three people walking away, Lu Chuang sighed with emotion.

The place where Lu Ming lived was much smaller than the main house. It was just an ordinary two-story villa with all kinds of flowers in the doorway, which was completely different from the atmosphere of Lu's house.

"Auntie... Auntie, let me check your pulse."

"Longlong, why do you call me aunt? I'm your mother."

Qu Zhong couldn't understand Jiang Man's tangled address. He just grabbed his palm and shook it. Suddenly, he thought of something, turned over his palm, and pointed to the three small brown moles on his palm. He smiled and said: "Look, you are my dragon. You brought it with you when you were born. Later, your second aunt said that it would affect your luck, so she took you out."

"..."

"Xiaoman, you..."

Lu Ming pulled Jiang Man's hand and rubbed it. He wanted to say why the mole would reappear even after it disappeared, but he only spoke halfway, and he felt as if his entire throat was being choked and he couldn't make a sound.

Including Qu Zhong, everyone was stunned by Jiang Man's unconscious words.

After the original owner returned to Shiquan Village, he only heard other people talk about finding his relatives, but he was already terminally ill at that time, and the guilt towards his adoptive parents occupied his whole mind, and he didn't even think about finding his biological parents in the past.

So who are his real parents...

Such bloody plots often appear in all kinds of true and false daughter novels.

Could it be that he is a "true daughter" living outside...

"Wait for me, wait for me..."

Apparently, he also thought of various possibilities in his mind. Lu Ming clenched his fists to his lips, and began to bite the knuckles of his index fingers anxiously.

Except that Jiang Man, who didn't know it, was still talking about Lu Ting's childhood, there was no second voice in the room.

"You two father and son are chatting, I'm going to get the knitting needle." Finally, Jiang Man thought of the sweater he hadn't finished knitting, stood up hastily, and went upstairs.

And with her leaving, the living room became even more quiet.

Qu Zhong rubbed his nose and coughed twice in embarrassment: "Big...well, Uncle Lu, what should we do in this situation?"

"..."

boom--

It was the sound of Lu Ming leaning heavily on the sofa. He slumped on the sofa and started talking to himself: "Second sister's child is two months younger than Lu Ting. When she came back, none of us knew that she had given birth. ..."

"She took her child for a mole removal operation..."

"The child caught a cold, the child had a fever and was hospitalized..."

"child……"

"she……"

As he muttered in a low voice, many things that he didn't care about at the time seemed to gradually become clear. The more Lu Ming recalled, the more he wanted to slap himself a few times.

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In fact, he did the same. After slapping himself several times with his left and right hands, he rubbed his face vigorously: "I'm so stupid, so stupid."

"Uncle Lu... sir, are you okay?"

These few slaps were ruthless, Lu Ming's face turned red, Qu Zhong stretched out his hand in mid-air, neither comforting nor silent, and finally said such a question knowingly.

"Jiang Man will come later, don't say anything, we'll find out by going to the appraisal center first."

"it is good!"

Just relying on these few small moles, Lu Ming felt that the evidence was not enough. Only the real blood relationship could prove his conjecture.

As soon as Jiang Man came out, the two stopped talking and started chatting about the sweater with many stitches missing.

Few people in the entire Lu family could fall asleep that night. Lu Chan only heard that Qu Zhong had returned to the Lu family early the next morning, and hurried over after hanging up the phone, but she was still a step late. Qu Zhong was already standing in the private appraisal center.

They chose the fastest and most accurate way to directly draw blood for identification.

On the way back, Lu Ming confessed to Qu Zhong with a sullen face: "Let's talk about the results after two days. Don't tell anyone in the family now."

"it is good."

After sending Lu Ming to the company first, Qu Zhong went to the bookstore in Lu's car to buy some books written by Hua Zhongzhi.

The flowers at the entrance of Jiangman's villa gave him inspiration. They did not lack green in the Shiquan Hotel, and it was time to add some flowers to decorate the surrounding environment.