"Son, please help me from Jianghu. I've wronged you."
Lu Qingye was stunned for a moment, and before he could ask the reason, there were endless reports coming from over there.
Lu Qingye knew clearly that it was Secretary Zheng's voice.
Because Mother Lu saw Secretary Zheng coming to the office with a bunch of things again, she had no choice but to call Lu Qingye in advance.
The phone call Lu Qingye received earlier was also in a similar situation.
Mother Lu didn't understand their professional terminology, and she was afraid that Secretary Zheng would ask questions and she wouldn't be able to answer them.
About two minutes later, Secretary Zheng finally finished planning an event next month.
After finishing, Secretary Zheng still asked politely: "Madam Chairman, would you like to see how things are arranged over there?"
Mother Lu smiled awkwardly, then picked up the mobile phone on the table and turned on the speakerphone: "Listen to your Mr. Lu's opinion."
After a while, Lu Qingye's voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone: "Let your vice president take care of the arrangements for the matter over there. Also, there is no need to report such matters to my mother in the future."
Secretary Zheng: "Okay, Mr. Lu, I'll pay attention next time."
This kind of event planning is just a matter of approval or suggestion, but as soon as Secretary Zheng shows up, Mother Lu panics.
Because she didn't know what kind of problems she would face, she kept calling Lu Qingye one after another.
You must know that in just one morning in Weicheng, Lu's mother called him four times. You can imagine how terrifying this was.
Lu Qingye's voice came again: "If you have nothing to do, go down and let my mother rest for a while."
Let him rest for a while.
"OK."
After Mother Lu watched Secretary Zheng go out, she picked up her phone and couldn't help complaining to Lu Qingye: "Son, mom is really tired. When will you be back?"
Lu Qingye was silent for a while. He put his hand on the receiver and put the phone slightly away. Then he looked up at the assistant who was driving and asked, "When will the next batch of goods arrive?"
Assistant: "It will be later this month at the earliest."
"Okay." He said calmly.
Because the project here is a bit long, Lu Qingye is not sure when he will go back.
After he finished chatting with his assistant, Lu Qingye put the phone back to his ear and said slowly: "If you wait any longer, I really won't be able to leave for a while."
When Mother Lu heard this, she sighed, and Lu Qingye could feel her loss from there.
"I don't care, but can your wife wait?"
"..." His mother's words instantly stopped him.
Lu Qingye's father has been away for half a year. As long as Lu's mother misses him, she can buy a ticket and fly there at any time, but his and Meng Chuyuan's situation is different.
This marriage was inexperienced from the beginning.
I took the time to get a certificate and took her home from get off work to meet her parents and have a simple meal.
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
When Meng Chuyuan was mentioned, he was stunned and felt like he didn't know what to do.
After a long time, Lu Qingye finally spoke: "What did she say to you?"
"What can she say to me?" Mother Lu didn't know what he was referring to, so she responded casually: "A few days ago, she mentioned to me how to be a good mother. I thought she was pregnant."
"..." Hearing this, Lu Qingye was a little shocked.
Why did she suddenly ask such a question?
Seeing that Lu Qingye didn't speak, she added: "But she is very fond of Lingling. I cooked meals and sent her to school. I also rented a room in the school district for her. I went over to check it out when I went home yesterday. After a while, it’s not bad.”
In her eyes, Lu Qianling has also become a traitor now. He is always helping Meng Chuyuan to speak, so her name is the only one on his lips.
Lu Qingye hummed softly and said in a low and hoarse voice: "She is a nice person and takes a liking to everyone."
"I think she doesn't treat you well. You've been out for so long and I haven't seen her call you."
Mother Lu sighed softly, feeling that she was a little nosy. She quickly added: "Forget it, you two can handle your own affairs."
Meng Chuyuan now gets along well with her, at least now she thinks Meng Chuyuan is okay, and it would be good to raise her as a daughter.
"You don't have to worry about our affairs."
This month has passed, and he is stuck at work all day long, and he seems to really care less about the people around him.
But now Meng Chuyuan is also recording the show, and the two of them are busy with their own affairs, and they probably don't have time to care about other things.
"You don't need me to worry about you. You've already married and started a business. I'll call your grandma over next week and have a meal together." Mother Lu said with a smile on her face: "You probably don't know yet, right? Your wife is quite good at cooking. For food.”
Every time she comes back, Meng Chuyuan will cook and prepare breakfast for everyone.
When Mother Lu told him this, she originally wanted to show off in front of Lu Qingye, but before she could boast, she was interrupted.
"I know." Lu Qingye said lightly.
Because he had eaten it before.
"Huh?" Mother Lu almost thought she heard wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, they were husband and wife, so it didn't seem strange to know this.
After a while, Mother Lu changed the subject again: "She also taught me how to knit a scarf. I have already knitted one. I will package it and send it to your dad."
Although Lu Qingye had long been used to it, he couldn't help but remind her: "Mom, he doesn't need a scarf over there."
Mother Lu suddenly clicked her tongue: "Why are you so disappointed? What's wrong with not using it? Can't you just send it if you don't need it? I knitted it stitch by stitch, and your dad is willing to wear it even in the summer."
Lu Qingye: "..."
Not long after, Mother Lu's voice sounded in his ears again: "I understand, do you need her over there?"
It's really cold here, and the clothes he brought when he came can no longer be worn.
But so what...
He must continue to live here.
Mother Lu said bluntly: "This is not easy. Ask your wife to knit one for you. The knitting she will make will definitely look good. You can mention it to her. It will only take a few minutes."
Meng Chuyuan can knit scarves and has good hand speed. A scarf is too simple for her.
Faced with his mother's words, Lu Qingye said nothing.
He looked at the heavy snow falling outside the window. The warm yellow street lights shone on the car window glass. The treetops were covered with white snow. Young lovers were walking in pairs on the street.
At this time, his heart was cold and he could not feel the lively atmosphere at all.
Mother Lu: "Why don't you say anything? Don't be embarrassed. What's the point of being embarrassed about speaking to your own wife?"
Just at this moment, the car also stopped.
The assistant turned to look at Lu Qingye and said calmly: "Mr. Lu, we're here."
Lu Qingye slowly looked away and said softly: "Mom, I'm at the hotel, let's stop talking here first."
(End of chapter)
