[Level S defense activated.]

Then we heard Xiaomi react very quickly. Grandpa Lu walked in, covered in snow and with a ruddy complexion.

He was carrying Chen Ping in his hand. As for Liu An and the uncle, they were dealing with the miracle in the morning and weren't out ice skating.

"Xiaomi, what's it like outside?"

As Lu Yulan asked the question, she turned on the temperature control in the room.

[It's pretty good, haha, just a bit cold.]

Xiaomi couldn't help but laugh, which made Lu Yulan even more curious. She didn't have any special feelings about the other two legion commanders, and the affairs of the military were not something an ordinary person like her could understand.

Although I know that Grandpa Lu and the other two have a good relationship, the military is not a game, and we can't just act on feelings.

Therefore, Lu Yulan only regarded Bai Shan and He Zhang as two powerful and unfamiliar elders.

If Xiaomi feels good, then it's probably pretty good.

He gathered up the pile of yarn and looked at Grandpa Lu.

Grandpa Lu was chatting with his younger brother.

With a look of disgust, he asked, "Why did you come with these two old guys?"

"And you, Wu Lin, you're not coming home for the New Year, you're running so far away, are you afraid your dad will beat you?"

Two sentences and he's deadly; that's just how Grandpa is.

Seeing Lu's younger brother pretending to be dead with his head down, Wu Lin had no choice but to step forward. "Yes, Grandpa Lu, we met those two when we came here, and we were forced to come along."

然后不自然笑了一下，“不是怕我爸揍我，就是母亲十分喜爱寇丹，所以我来找兰姐学艺，顺便织几条围巾送给我父亲，并不是怕被揍，陆爷爷说笑了。”

He's an eighteen-year-old lad, after all. It would be too embarrassing for him to be beaten by his father. He needs to save face, yes, face.

"Tch! What's with the scarf, you grown man? How effeminate. You're just afraid of getting beaten by your dad. It's been like this for years. Fine, I'll video call Old Wu before the New Year and tell him I kept you here."

"Thank you, Grandpa Lu."

Wu Lin was all smiles, while Lu Yulan looked at Grandpa Lu's bright red scarf and hat.

Mother? No, not mother!

Inside the house, everyone was happy, while outside, Baishan and Hezhang looked at each other in bewilderment. The huge snowstorm quickly buried their toes.

"What do we do now? Should we go back to the spaceship first?"

Baishan knew he'd be relegated to the sidelines, but Hezhang, with his fiery temper, insisted on rushing over. See? He's in trouble now.

"Go back? No way!"

He shouted into the room, "I'll be waiting at the door, and I'll also go live later to say that the dignified Marshal Lu is old and faded, and dares not see anyone, so he turned away his old friend and is going to freeze him to death!"

Upon hearing He Zhang's words, everyone in the room turned to look at Old Master Lu.

"As expected, he's uncultured. For years, I've told him that 'old age and fading beauty' is a term used to describe women, and he still uses it to describe me. Tch! Illiterate."

"Lanlan, don't worry about them. We'll cook something delicious for lunch today and make them drool. Let them freeze outside! Every one of them who freezes to death is one less, saving resources for the Empire!"

The two people shouted at each other through the door, like two children fighting, trying to see who could talk better.

Lu Yulan watched, suppressing a laugh, nodded, and then led her younger brother to the kitchen, guessing that the conversation would continue for a while.

The two marshals have come from afar, how could we not let them in? Grandpa Lu was just trying to annoy them.

Sure enough, they let the person in after only an hour.

Looking at Grandpa Lu, who was mysteriously pulling her upstairs, Lu Yulan was puzzled.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?"

"Lanlan, is there any food that will make you feel unwell but won't harm your body?"