The next afternoon, Lu Shenghua, who had been away on business for several weeks, finally came back.
This was Jiang Suchu's first real meeting with Uncle Lu, and he also saw some things that could not be seen clearly through the video.
For example, time.
Lu Shenghua was very handsome when he was young, and his appearance was recognized in the compound as good-looking.
But at this moment, Uncle Lu was standing in front of her, with white hair already on his temples and several wrinkles carved at the ends of his eyes. The body shape is slightly bowed, not as straight as before.
Lu Shenghua looked at her, his tired eyes filled with distress, "Sui Bao, long time no see."
He spoke to her in the tone of teasing her when he was a child, and rubbed her head with his doting hands.
Jiang Suchu originally wanted to laugh, but when the corners of his mouth curled up, tears fell out first.
She raised her hand to wipe away her tears with the back of her hand, smiled and called, "Uncle Lu."
"Hey." Lu Shenghua responded with red eyes, wiping the tears on her face with slightly calloused fingers, and laughed at her: "Why are you still the same little crybaby as when you were a child?"
Jiang Suichu's face heated up because of Uncle Lu's teasing, and he turned away embarrassedly, only to see the two people sitting on the sofa.
Lu Zhinian and Pei Shuo sat on the sofa, both of them folding their arms, tilting their heads and smiling as they watched her and Lu Shenghua perform a scene of deep love between father and daughter.
Jiang Suichu:…………
These two people definitely sat there on purpose.
Fortunately, Shu Yuan came over from the kitchen at this time. She had an apron tied around her waist. She wiped the water on her hands with a piece of paper and said to Pei Shuo: "Lele, give your dad a call and ask. Ask him when he will arrive. When the meal is ready, we will wait for him."
"Okay, Aunt Yuan."
The mobile phone was placed in Lu Zhinian's room upstairs for charging. He got up and ran upstairs to get the mobile phone.
Lu Shenghua patted Jiang Suichu's head and said, "Uncle, go change clothes first."
He had just arrived home and was still wearing a suit and trousers. He looks exactly like a successful businessman. Who would have thought that he was once a policeman wearing a uniform and walking through the hail of bullets.
Jiang Suichu nodded.
After Lu Shenghua left, Jiang Suchu turned around and glared at the people on the sofa resentfully.
Lu Zhinian tilted his head and smiled, raised his hand and curled his fingers at her.
…what the hell
I thought she was Beibei...
But she still walked over and stood in front of him, with a stern face: "What are you doing?"
She had just cried, her nasal voice was a bit thick, and she sounded particularly arrogant.
Lu Zhinian raised his head, looked at her still red nose, and raised the corners of his mouth.
He patted the seat next to him and said, "Sit."
…
One syllable, one word, like giving orders.
How could Jiang Suichu feel that he regarded her as Beibei?
She glanced at him, turned away and was about to leave: "If you say sit down, I will...sit...ah~"
Seeing that she was about to leave, Lu Zhinian quickly stretched out his hand to grab her wrist and pulled her back with a little force.
Jiang Suchu staggered under his tug, and sat crookedly on the sofa, leaning half of his body on Lu Zhinian.
Jiang Suchu was startled by his actions, looked up at him with a frightened expression, frowned and said, "What are you doing!"
Aunt Yuan and Aunt Wu are in the kitchen, and Uncle Lu may come out at any time. If the two of them were seen looking like this, Jiang Suchu felt that he couldn't explain it even with ten mouths.
She struggled with her wrists to break away from his shackles and sit further away from him.
The two of them were too close now.
So close that she felt the heat of his breath on her face.
But he didn't give her this chance. Lu Zhinian held her wrist tightly and said in a lazy voice: "Don't move~"
Then he reached out to the coffee table with his other hand and pulled out a few tissues.
He held a tissue close to her face. Jiang Suichu tilted her head back as a reflex and looked at him warily: "What are you doing?"
Lu Zhinian paused his hand, laughed hoarsely, and said, "Little crybaby, wipe your nose."
Then he wiped away the remaining tears on her face with a tissue, folded the tissue again and gently blew the tip of her nose.
His movements were so natural that even Jiang Suchu's stiff hands didn't know where to put them.
Fortunately, the sound of a car horn came from the yard, and Jiang Suchu turned his head and looked out through the window.
It's Uncle Pei.
"Uncle Pei is here. I...I'll open the door." Jiang Suichu stood up and ran towards the door with his head lowered.
Lu Zhinian looked at her running back in panic, curled his lips in a good mood, then stood up and followed her slowly with his hands in his pockets.
