Mother Lu was just about to sit down and eat, but was interrupted by Meng Chuyuan's voice: "Mom, wash your hands before eating."
Suddenly hearing Meng Chuyuan speak, Mother Lu's smile faded a little and she raised her eyes to look at her.
This was the first day that Meng Chuyuan moved in with them, and they finally met each other during dinner in the evening.
Last night, Meng Chuyuan went back to her room and never came out. When she woke up, Mother Lu had already gone out and didn't come back for lunch.
I heard that she often does this, and everyone in the family is used to it.
Mother Lu slowly raised her hands, looked at the palms and backs of her hands, and muttered, "My hands are not dirty either."
Although she said so, she still walked to the sink honestly in the end and rubbed her hands with hand sanitizer.
Lu Qingye briefly introduced her family situation to her before. Her parents are still alive, she has a pair of willful younger brothers and sisters, and an elderly grandmother.
I heard that Grandma Lu likes to be quiet, doesn't like living with them, and rarely even goes out. Father Lu's situation is similar to Lu Qingye's, he is often busy with his career outside.
Mother Lu is quite an interesting person, but it's a pity that she doesn't focus on her family. Lu Jinsen and Lu Qianling are still at a worrying age. In the end, Lu Qingye has to rely on Lu Qingye to solve all the family problems.
"I'm so happy to be able to eat when I come back." Mother Lu came back after washing her hands. Her eyes lit up when she looked at the table full of sumptuous dishes.
Lu Qianling stared at her mother and said mercilessly: "Mom, since you came in during lunch time, you must have been wandering around the yard a lot, right?"
Mother Lu argued: "What nonsense are you kidding? I really just came back."
"Come on, you do this every time you have guests at home."
"..." It has indeed been a while since she came back.
In fact, she was worried about getting along with Meng Chuyuan, because it would be easy to get embarrassed if she wasn't familiar with him, and even though she was an elder, she was also afraid of such a scene.
In fact, the last time Meng Chuyuan came back for dinner, Mother Lu only showed up later. She thought that everyone would be present during the meal, so she could feel a little more relaxed.
Meng Chuyuan could somewhat sense that her mother-in-law was a bit slow to treat unfamiliar people and was not good at communicating.
Mother Lu smiled and said, "Eat quickly, I'm already hungry."
Lu Jinsen happened to be sitting opposite his mother. He took the initiative to pick up a piece of eggs and said, "Mom, try the eggs I made."
When Mother Lu heard that it was made by him, she quickly picked up the bowl and shrank her elbows back: "Don't fool me. Can the food you cook be eaten?"
"..."
Seeing that his mother was unwilling to try, he turned his attention to Lu Qianling.
Lu Qianling seemed to have guessed it the moment he looked over. She subconsciously covered her bowl and said coldly: "Don't look at me, I won't eat."
Just when Lu Jinsen was rejected one after another, Meng Chuyuan stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a small piece of egg and stuffed it into his mouth.
"It's okay." She chewed it twice. Except that it tasted a bit salty, everything else was okay.
When Lu Jinsen heard Meng Chuyuan's evaluation, there was a hint of joy in his eyebrows: "Is this a success?"
"You still have to practice."
Mother Lu was probably really hungry. She had already started eating while they were discussing the plate of eggs.
She took two mouthfuls of rice, then took a piece of Coke chicken wings to eat. She took a bite of tender and tender chicken wing meat, which was sweet and salty, the meat was elastic and tasted delicious.
Mother Lu didn't expect the chicken wings to be so delicious and tender, which just matched her taste.
While she was eating, she couldn't help but praise: "Uncle Yuan's cooking skills have improved a lot."
Uncle Yuan heard the sound and came over, feeling happy, but when he saw that Mother Lu was eating Coke chicken wings, he just smiled awkwardly.
"Mrs. Lu, the dish you ate was made by the eldest mistress."
"Who did it?"
Mother Lu didn't react. When she raised her head, she looked at Meng Chuyuan. Her eyes were full of surprise. She waited for a while before speaking: "You did this?"
Lu Qianling rushed to say: "She did it, and she also used a can of Coke from me."
Mother Lu's face calmed down a bit, showing the look that an elder should have, and said calmly: "The taste is okay."
…
The night was slightly cool, with a bright moon hanging in the sky. The surroundings of the courtyard were deserted, with only street lamps and tree shadows for company.
After dinner, Meng Chuyuan went back to the room and continued to unpack the remaining boxes, taking out the items and placing them neatly. After she finished packing, she went to take a shower.
Meng Chuyuan came out of the shower and wanted to dry her hair, but found that there was no hairdryer in the bedroom, so she had to borrow it from Lu Qianling.
Lu Qianling happened to be holding a book on the edge of the corridor, chasing Lu Jinsen for the answer: "My good brother, please write me the calculation process and the answer. I really can't figure it out."
"Calculate it yourself, I've told you the formula."
After Lu Jinsen finished speaking, he opened the door and entered the bedroom, shutting out Lu Qianling.
"Fuck!" The moment she saw him closing the door, Lu Qianling was so angry that she kicked the door with her legs.
Lu Qianling cursed and turned around, and when he was about to go back, he looked up and saw Meng Chuyuan.
She suddenly felt guilty, fearing that Meng Chuyuan would make fun of her for being worthless when he saw her ugly appearance just now.
She put away her temper just now, looked at her coldly and asked, "Why did you come out?"
"I want to borrow a hairdryer from you." Meng Chuyuan raised his eyebrows, with a hint of amusement in his eyes: "What? You can't do your homework?"
She snorted coldly: "It's none of your business."
"Maybe I can help you take a look."
Lu Qianling looked at her disdainfully and snorted again: "No need."
She didn't believe Meng Chuyuan could do high school math problems.
Lu Qianling returned to her room with the book in her arms, and then took out the hair dryer and gave it to Meng Chuyuan.
Meng Chuyuan took the hair dryer from her hand and thanked her. Before leaving, she still asked: "You really don't need me to take a look at it for you?"
"Stop looking, there's nothing good to see. I'm afraid you won't be able to do it and will embarrass yourself."
Seeing that she didn't trust him so much, Meng Chuyuan didn't insist any longer and said, "Okay, I'll go back. I'll use the hair dryer for you in a while."
Ten minutes later, Meng Chuyuan finished blow-drying his hair.
She took the hair dryer to Lu Qianling's bedroom, knocked on the door twice but got no response, and then walked in by herself.
As a result, she saw Lu Qianling holding his face with his hands, holding a signature pen between his hands, staring at the textbook on the table without a clue.
An intriguing smile appeared on the corners of Meng Chuyuan's lips: "You haven't figured it out yet?"
Lu Qianling was startled by her voice, and her pen fell from her philtrum.
She turned to look at Meng Chuyuan and said with a bit of irritation, "Why did you come in without knocking?"
"I knocked, but you didn't hear, so I came in on my own."
Meng Chuyuan walked in, stood next to Lu Qianling, and looked down at her textbook.
