Chapter 117 Not bad

When Lu Qiu returned home that day, he felt a little uncomfortable. He found that Xia Wange had a magical charm. After being with her for a long time, he felt that this person was particularly unreliable. But when faced with danger, Xia Wange was like a stabilizing force, as if nothing could be done with her around.

Of course, this feeling was limited to him. In the eyes of others, their Master Xia was calm, reserved and reliable. In his eyes, Xia Wange was indeed the magic needle that stabilized the sea, but it was he who was used to stabilize the sea.

He has a lot of grievances to share.

In the middle of the night, Lu Qiu inexplicably missed the taste of fried noodles. He ate it for the first time a few days ago. It was very strange. Although he obviously didn't like this kind of food, he had a special liking for the fried noodles fried by Xia Wange. It was as if seeing this jar could remind him of the entire business trip with Xia Wange.

Quietly watching the heated water from the water purifier flow into the bowl, making the aroma of the fried noodles emanate, Lu Qiu gently stirred it with a spoon. The sound of the spoon hitting the bowl was particularly scary in the silent night.

"W-what are you doing?"

Lu Qiu turned around and saw his elder brother staring at him with eyes wide open.

In a flash he figured out the key.

Miss Bai's jar was also placed there.

Lu Qiu closed his eyes and pinched his brows expressionlessly, feeling a little annoyed. How could he have forgotten to change the packaging when he brought this thing back?

"Do you want to eat?" Lu Qiu handed the bowl over. "It's delicious with sugar."

Brother Lu: “???!!”

"Fried noodles." Lu Qiu explained.

"Fried, fried noodles?" Brother Lu's voice was trembling.

He happened to be working until this hour when he heard some noise outside. After listening to his parents, he felt that he should really communicate more with his younger brother Lu Qiu.

Lu Qiu seldom travels far, and since he is in good shape after this trip, Brother Lu wanted to come down and chat with him.

But I didn't expect to see him digging something to eat from a white porcelain jar!

He also wanted to think that the white jar was something else, but after digging out the memory in his mind, it really looked like an urn!

His parents were right. It was his fault as the eldest brother that he didn't understand his younger brother's preferences at all.

"Just fry the noodles in a pan." Lu Qiu opened the white porcelain jar directly. "When you eat, stir it with water. It's very fragrant. I haven't eaten it before. After eating it on this business trip, I think it's delicious."

Brother Lu swallowed and asked, "Why is it a little black here?"

Lu Qiu pursed his lips, "It's a long story."

After saying that, he forcefully stuffed a spoonful of fried noodles in his hand into Brother Lu's mouth.

"No no no no no! Bah bah bah. No no no... eh?"

It only took Brother Lu's expression five or six seconds to change from shock and panic to his scalp exploding, and then to suddenly thinking that the food tasted good.

As it turns out, the tastes of the family are pretty much the same. If Lu Qiu thinks something is unique and tastes good, then naturally Brother Lu won't find it unpalatable either. Instead, he will feel a little curious about it.

Brother Lu took the bowl, ate two mouthfuls, and said in surprise: "It's really noodles."

"What else do you think?" Lu Qiu made himself another bowl. "Ashes?"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..." Brother Lu coughed twice. "The place you're on business trip to is quite unique. They all use jars like this to store food? It's just like the Koreans who wear white when sending wreaths at weddings. The customs in such a vast country are so bizarre."

Lu Qiu stirred the fried noodles in the bowl in silence.

This is not really a custom, it's just someone's bad taste.

The two of them sat at the dining table, chatting idly until a surprised voice rang out, breaking the peaceful atmosphere.

"W-what are you doing?!"

Big Brother Lu quickly turned his head to look at Father Lu who was staring at him, then looked back at the urn on the table, no, the white porcelain urn. He was usually calm and composed and could make decisions on projects worth hundreds of millions of dollars in the company without blinking, but now he was inexplicably panicked.

"No, this is not ashes." Brother Lu hurriedly explained, "This jar only looks like an urn, but it is actually a fried noodle jar. It is a local custom to put fried noodles in the urn. No, this is just an ordinary white porcelain jar. Dad, listen to me..."

"Am I putting too much pressure on you?" Father Lu looked at his eldest son in disbelief. "I know it's unfair for you to hand over such a big company to you and for your mother and I to retire directly, but..."

"Dad, this thing was brought back by Lu Qiu."

Father Lu was amazed. "Where can such a strange custom exist? I'll go check it out next time your mother and I travel."

Brother Lu: “…”

It must be because he was naughty when he was a child, but Lu Qiu was calm and steady since he was a child, which resulted in his image in his parents' eyes being difficult to change even though he was in his thirties.

"Try it." Lu Qiu handed over the fried noodles he had just made.

Father Lu took a sip with doubt in his heart, "Yi, it tastes pretty good. I think I ate this when I was a kid. At that time, your grandma didn't let me eat sweet things, so I ate a few bites. It still tastes good now."

So Father Lu also took his bowl and sat at the table and started eating. He began chatting with his two sons, asking about how Big Brother Lu's company was going and how Lu Qiu was feeling lately.

Lu Qiu replied while making himself another bowl.

"W-What are you three doing?!"

Lu Qiu simply put what he had just prepared back into his mother's hand, then took out the last bit of water from the white porcelain jar and started flushing it.

In the end, it evolved into four people each holding a bowl and starting to eat.

Mother Lu took a bite and glanced at the white porcelain jar in the middle of the table, wanting to say something but stopping herself. After taking a bite, "she wanted to say something but stopped herself", Lu Qiu said directly: "No more."

Mother Lu said shyly, "I'll ask Auntie to cook it tomorrow."

Outsiders would never have dreamed that the four most influential people of the Lu family in the east of the city would sit together in the middle of the night and eat fried noodles in a white porcelain jar...

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When Du Yun knew that Lu Qiu and the other person had returned, he first took a day off. When he returned to the company the next day, he obviously found that the atmosphere in the general office was not right.

For example, Master Xia, who always sat on the sofa in the office playing with his mobile phone, suddenly started to catch up on sleep in the lounge frantically, and Lu Qiu, who was never on time for meals, actually set the alarm clock for the first time and started eating on time. No, to be precise, he woke up Sister Xia on time to eat.

The food was extremely light, and it was obvious that it was the food sent from the Lu family’s old house, and it was good for the stomach.

The food was so light that Du Yun, who always liked to eat at Lu Qiu's place, didn't even want to eat a single bite.

He sat aside in silence, watching Lu Qiu staring at Sister Xia finish the food in the bowl, and Du Yun narrowed his eyes.

"Something's wrong, Lu Qiu, there's something wrong with your eyes."