Chapter 231 Invitation

Professor Fang sighed softly.

"Go back first, Qingqing!"

"Well, okay, then I'll go first..." I noticed the depression in the old lady's words.

Qin Qing had a hunch that something must be wrong between the two of them.

Then he went out.

Old Madam Wen had already gotten up and was dozing on the recliner. When she heard Qin Qing enter the room, she asked, "Has it been sent out?"

"Well, grandma, does Lu Tianxun have a younger brother?" Qin Qing asked abruptly while holding a book.

"No." Mrs. Wen answered simply.

"Just now, Madam Lu said her son..." Qin Qing was a little confused.

"There was a child in front of Lu Tianxun who was very talented, but too much intelligence can lead to harm!"

Qin Qing thought of Professor Fang who had suddenly gone silent and asked, "Dead?"

"Hmm..." After searching for so many years with no result, it's almost the same as being dead. Otherwise, with that child's cleverness, he would have come back long ago!

Old Mrs. Wen stood up slowly.

Qin Qing only felt something flash through his mind quickly.

I have no clue.

…

Because we eat glutinous rice balls on the first day of the new year.

Yang Liansheng specially took out the fine flour he had bought and kneaded the dough with Ye Zi in the room early in the morning.

The scene was horrific.

The two of them are too lazy to cook and know nothing about it.

The flour was kneaded into a hard surface like cement, and Chen Yuanzhi's brows never relaxed as he saw these two people wasting food like they were playing house.

Finally, I couldn't help but say, "Let me do it. Let's learn a little bit. Don't just eat all the time..."

The old man added some water.

Knead the dough skillfully and skillfully.

Then pinch it into small pieces.

Roll into a ball and use a rolling pin to form the dough.

Gently coat the inside with small pieces of brown sugar.

One by one, crudely made dumplings were born.

Ye Zi couldn't wait to light a fire.

The plump white dumplings were put into the pot and flipped in the boiling water.

They floated up one by one like balloons.

Chen Yuanzhi was the first to scoop a bowl out of the pot.

He handed it to Yang Liansheng and said, "Take it to your Grandpa Lu..."

They are all partners who help each other, sharing the hard times and the blessings.

I finally have a day off.

Lu Xiangnan lay on the bed, longing for the warm quilt.

I haven't gotten up yet.

There was a knock on the door.

Lu Xiangnan stood up in shock and asked loudly, "Who is it?"

"Grandpa Lu, it's me! Liansheng!"

Lu Xiangnan lifted the quilt, put on his coat and went to open the door.

"Liansheng, what's going on?"

A bowl of steaming brown sugar dumplings almost hit his nose.

Lu Xiangnan swallowed and asked, "Have you made the dumplings?"

"Well, I brought a bowl for you old man."

"This, this is so embarrassing!"

Yang Liansheng raised his handsome eyebrows and said, "The affection between you and my grandfather cannot be measured by a bowl of glutinous rice balls. Take it quickly, Grandpa, it's hot!"

Yang Liansheng's expression became ferocious for a moment.

Lu Xiangnan was so scared that he quickly took the bowl.

Only then did I realize that I had been tricked by this brat.

It's warm to the touch, not hot at all.

But his heart was warm.

"You kid..."

Yang Liansheng smiled.

"It's stuffed with brown sugar, wishing you a sweet old age!"

After saying that, he picked up the small stool that Ye Zi had thrown outside the wooden house, dusted it off, and prepared to take it into the house.

"Brother Liansheng!!" A hesitant female voice suddenly sounded.

Yang Liansheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Zhang Beibei was found standing on the side of the road.

A hint of impatience flashed across his brows.

The girl seemed to feel nothing at all, immersed in her own joy, glancing at him from time to time, her pretty face flushed.

Yang Liansheng nodded slightly.

Unwilling to greet others.

Zhang Beibei was a little anxious.

The last time her father talked to Chen Yuanzhi, the old man's attitude had obviously softened.

Just waiting for Yang Liansheng to come.

Looking forward to settling things between the two of them.

So if Zhang Beibei looks at him,

It seems to depend on the attitude of your partner.

He looked at Yang Liansheng coldly without saying a word.

She quickly said, "Tell Grandpa Chen that my dad invites you to dinner at my house tonight!"

After saying this, he seemed afraid that people would reject him.

He ran away in a hurry.

Yang Liansheng's good mood early in the morning was completely ruined.

He walked into the house with a dark face.

Mr. Chen thought he was unhappy so they started eating first.

He quickly placed his grandson's portion in front of him and said, "I've scooped it out for you. Come and eat it..."

Yang Lian ate several brown sugar dumplings in silence.

Her voice was almost choking with sweetness, and she finally said in a hoarse voice, "Just now, the girl from the Zhang family came to tell her that her father wants you to come over for dinner tonight!"

Chen Yuanzhi choked and coughed when he heard this.

Yang Liansheng looked at him suspiciously and said, "You didn't make any random promises behind my back, did you?!"

Old Master Chen's eyelids drooped slightly, and he said confidently, "Am I such an unreliable person? His father invited me to dinner probably because I occasionally tutored his children! Is it a thank you?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in his tone when he said the last sentence.

"It's up to you." Yang Liansheng took a few sips of hot soup.

I don't want to bother with him.

"By the way, didn't he just call me and ask you to go with him?" Chen Yuanzhi asked doubtfully.

"Well, no!"