Madam Lu's expression suddenly became solemn, and she said seriously: "That's right, a servant should behave like a servant."
Lu Cheng was a little embarrassed when he heard this.
Lu Ling turned to look at Butler Du, and saw that he was just standing there with his head lowered, with nothing strange on his face.
Mrs. Lu really shouldn't have said this.
Butler Du also grew up watching Lu Ling.
In my memory, my mother was also very tolerant and gentle towards her servants.
Lu Ling wanted to speak out to resolve the embarrassment, but suddenly he felt his hand being pinched.
Lu Ling realized that his hand was still holding Song Wenzhou's!
She glared at Song Wenzhou coldly, her eyes full of threats, and she forcefully withdrew her hand from Song Wenzhou's hand.
Song Wenzhou smiled gracefully, but he still had some unfinished meaning.
Just now, Lu Ling's hand didn't seem to be as cold as usual, and he thought well. Holding Lu Ling's hand in his hand, it was really... so comfortable and attractive...
His heart was filled with excitement.
While he was a little distracted, the servants had already brought all the food up.
Lu Ling deliberately looked at the table, but did not see the hibiscus cake that his mother had just mentioned on the table.
So, you didn’t make hibiscus cake?
But why did the mother say that she had just done it?
Just as she was lost in thought, Mrs. Lu suddenly stood up, took a bowl, placed it on the empty seat on her left, and said to the little maid next to her: "Come and present it to the master."
Lu Ling was stunned for a moment.
Mrs. Lu stood next to the seat where Mr. Lu used to sit, and spoke into the air: "Master, your favorite braised pork, I just brought it to you from the kitchen."
Song Wenzhou: "!"
He felt like his scalp exploded.
That...what?
Is it Mr. Lu's ghost sitting there, or... is there something wrong with his mother-in-law?
Song Wenzhou's back felt numb and he couldn't help but look at Lu Ling.
Obviously, Lu Ling's face was as ugly as ever.
She stared blankly at Mrs. Lu's movements as she spoke to "Master Lu" attentively, and finally realized why her mother's actions seemed so weird just now.
Her heart felt like she had been whipped several times with a whip, and blood spurted out mercilessly.
She was so distressed that she could hardly breathe.
She turned her head to meet Lu Cheng's slightly evasive eyes, and her heartache almost made her suffocate.
She stood up and when she spoke, her voice was choked with sobs: "Mother, what's wrong with you?"
Mrs. Lu didn't answer her, she just joked with the air, picked up a piece of meat and fed it to the air.
Lu Ling walked to Mrs. Lu with difficulty.
No matter what happened at home during her absence in the past three years, she knew that her mother had become abnormal...
Lu Cheng jumped up from his seat in panic, looking like he was hesitating to speak.
Lu Ling took the spoon from Mrs. Lu's hand and the bowl that served "Master Lu" with rice. With tears in his eyes but a smile on his face, he said, "Mother, daughter, come and serve your father."
Confusion flashed across Mrs. Lu's eyes.
But Lu Ling was also talking to the empty seats: "Father, your daughter is back to see you today. You and your mother must be very happy!"
She tried to keep a smile on her face.
But this smile made her cheeks sore.
"It's all because of my daughter. I haven't had the chance to take care of you in the past three years."
Lu Cheng hurriedly walked to Lu Ling's side and called "Ajie" with red eyes.
Lu Ling pushed him away gently and said to the empty seat: "Father, don't worry. From now on, my daughter will take good care of her mother and her brother. You...you..."
Tears rolled down her pale cheeks and landed on the seat in front of her with a thud.
Song Wenzhou's back felt colder and colder.
When the servants of the Lu family saw that Lu Ling behaved the same way as the troubled Mrs. Lu, they felt a little frightened.
Could it be that Mr. Lu’s ghost is really sitting there? …
Only the two girls, Haitang and Xin Yi, had tears streaming down their faces.
Mrs. Lu was the only one who finished the meal happily.
By the time everything was sorted out, it would already be past Youshi.
Lu Ling took Mrs. Lu's hand and walked to her yard.
While walking, Lu Ling talked about some relaxing and beautiful memories: "Mom, my daughter remembers that when I was young, you always accompanied me on the swing under the persimmon tree in the yard. Do you still remember?"
Mrs. Lu said without thinking: "Why don't you remember, mother? You were most afraid of caterpillars when you were a child. But there were many caterpillars on the persimmon tree. One time I held you and sat on the swing to enjoy the cool air. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and you burst into tears. got up.
"Mom didn't know what was wrong with you for a while. After holding you and coaxing you for a long time, you didn't make any sound. At this time, your father came over and saw a caterpillar crawling above your head!"
Lu Ling answered: "Yes, I was scared to tears by the caterpillars."
Mrs. Lu smiled and said: "Your father felt sorry for you when he saw you being frightened like that, so he had the persimmon tree cut down the next day!"
Lu Ling gave a sour smile.
When the original owner was five or six years old, he often slept under the persimmon tree because he was afraid of insects.
But she was already in enlightenment at that time, and she didn’t need Mrs. Song to hold her at all.
Mrs. Lu remembered the wrong time.
The mother and daughter walked to Mrs. Lu's yard. Mrs. Lu looked at the dark room and said, "Your father hasn't come back yet. I have to go to bed first. Alas, your father is always talking about business outside. I’m used to coming back very late.”
Lu Ling gently held her mother's hand and said, "Yes, when dad comes back, my daughter will say something to him so that he doesn't know that he feels sorry for his mother!"
It seemed as if Mr. Lu was really talking about business outside.
Mrs. Lu looked happy and said, "Good boy, go back and talk to Zhou'er quickly. Mother is still waiting to hold her grandson!"
Lu Ling nodded, sent Mrs. Lu to the room, helped her wash herself, watched her fall asleep, and then turned and left.
Xin Yi glanced at Mrs. Lu, who had her eyes closed and looked peaceful, and breathed a sigh of relief.
She whispered to Lu Ling: "Miss, when you come back today, it's rare for Madam to fall asleep so quickly."
Lu Ling nodded and said, "If mother has anything to do at night, remember to call me."
Xin Yi nodded quickly and watched Lu Ling leave.
Lu Ling turned around and went to the ancestral hall to worship Master Lu.
There was no Buddha statue in the Lu family ancestral hall, so she stayed there for a long time.
After opening the door and going out, he saw Lu Cheng waiting outside the door and Haitang also standing there.
Lu Cheng looked at Lu Ling's pale face and hesitated, "Sister, do you want to go back and rest first?"
Lu Ling shook his head and said, "Let's go for a walk in the garden." He turned to Haitang and said, "You can go talk to Xin Yi."
Haitang looked happy, saluted, and ran quickly towards Mrs. Lu's yard.
Lu Ling and Lu Cheng walked side by side to the Lu family's garden.
The two were silent for a long time before Lu Cheng said, "Sister, I was going to tell you originally, but you were injured. I'm worried that your sadness will be bad for your health."
