After greeting the neighbors, Bi Ying and Lu Jiefang returned home. When Lu Desheng saw them, he went back to sit in the living room. He had to act like an elder.

"Hello, Uncle Lu, hello, brother and sister-in-law!"

After Bi Ying entered the house, he greeted everyone one by one and gave little Potato a red envelope, which was very polite.

"Okay, Xiaobi, come and sit down."

Lu Desheng always had a smile on his face, because if he didn't smile, his face would look dark, and he was afraid of scaring his future daughter-in-law.

Ruan Qiqi made some tea, and Bi Ying stood up and took it with both hands.

Bi Ying was not very good at speaking, so Lu Desheng asked all the questions and she answered them.

"Your father and I have known each other for decades. I never thought that you and Jiefang would get along so well. It's really a rare fate." Lu Desheng said with a smile.

“My dad said the same thing.”

Bi Ying couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

When her father first found out about Lu Jiefang's identity, he was actually against it, because he disliked Lu Jiefang for being too stupid and a greenhorn. However, her father could never make decisions for her, so the old man just made a fuss for a while and finally agreed.

"Lu Desheng got such a good deal!"

"Stupid" was the nickname her father gave to Uncle Lu, and he also said that Lu Jiefang was also a stupid person, so she married into a stupid family.

"Dad, Uncle Bi said your nickname is Bangchui, is that true?"

Lu Jiefang asked curiously. He and his future father-in-law had been getting along very well since they had a drink together. His father-in-law, under the influence of alcohol, told him many embarrassing stories of the old man in the past, which made him very happy.

"No, you heard it wrong."

Bi Ying glanced at him.

"You heard it right, your dad said that to me when we were drinking, and he even called me Little Hammer!"

Lu Jiefang was very honest and told all the secrets he had with his future father-in-law while they were drinking.

"Haha, Stupid, this nickname really fits your image."

Cui Xiongwei suddenly burst into laughter, and laughed so hard that tears came out.

Lu Yuanchao didn't want to laugh at first, but seeing him laughing so happily, he couldn't help but laughed along.

Potato baby looked at his aunt and then at his uncle. Although he didn't know what they were laughing at, he laughed along with them.

The smile on Lu Desheng's face gradually disappeared. He gritted his teeth and glared at the three idiots, two of whom were his own children.

Lu Jiefang touched his nose, then realized what was happening belatedly and muttered, "I think the mallet is good. If you don't have a mallet when washing clothes, they won't be clean!"

"Shut up!"

Bi Ying, unable to bear it any longer, glared at him, and Lu Jiefang immediately shut up and said nothing.

"Uncle Lu, I heard that you like to eat fish. These dried fish are smoked by my mother. They taste very good."

Bi Ying changed the subject. She was afraid that Lu Desheng would explode if they continued talking about Bangchui.

Her father said that her future father-in-law was a powder keg that could explode at any time, but he was also a good person, he was simple-minded and easy to deal with.

"Thank your mom for me. Xiaobi, you are so smart and capable, why did you choose Jiefang?"

Lu Desheng asked directly. After meeting Bi Ying in person, he felt that his stupid son was not worthy of her.

In the past, I thought that maybe Bi Ying lacked some appearance flaws, so she chose his stupid son. But now, this girl is very pretty, has a good family background and abilities, and there are many outstanding young men for her to choose from. There is really no need for her to marry his stupid son.

"What's wrong with me? It means I'm attractive!"

Lu Jiefang said angrily.

"You have the charm of a mallet!"

Lu Desheng snorted coldly. He was not a fool, but his stupid son was the real fool.

"wooden club!"

Potato Boy, who was standing on a stool, listened very carefully, then suddenly shouted loudly. Lu Yuan, who was still sitting next to him, slapped him and shouted, "Stupid!"

He patted Cui Xiongwei who was sitting on the other side, "Stupid!"

The pronunciation is clear and the pronunciation is very accurate!

"Potato, no!"

Ruan Qiqi picked up the little guy and quickly corrected him, otherwise this bastard would call everyone he saw a bastard a fool.

"Mom, it's a stick!"

Baby Potato shouted happily. He didn't know what "bangchui" meant, but since his grandfather and uncle were talking about it, he learned it.

"I beat you like a club!"

Ruan Qiqi slapped the kid hard on the butt. The bastard was disobedient, so he was beaten.

Potato Baby pursed his lips, tears flashing in his big eyes, and he didn't dare to say anything about idiot anymore.

"The child doesn't understand anything. Just talk to him and reason with him. There's no need to hit him so hard!"

Lu Desheng felt so distressed watching this, it hurt his heart to see his grandson being beaten.

"I'm your biological mother, I can't be killed!"

Ruan Qiqi replied lightly that the old man was indeed not suitable to take care of grandchildren. Lu Desheng didn't care about his son, but wanted to interfere in every detail of his grandson's affairs.

Bi Ying smiled, she liked Ruan Qiqi's personality and it would definitely be pleasant to get along with her.

The club incident was settled thanks to Potato's interference.

Seeing that his silly son was much more obedient in front of Bi Ying than in front of him, Lu Desheng felt a little jealous, but still relieved.

With the ready-made example of Ruan Qiqi and Lu Ye, Lu Desheng now feels that it would be a good idea to marry a daughter-in-law who can control his son. The eldest son used to be crazy, but he has become much more normal since he got married, and their relationship between father and son has also improved a lot.

The second son is silly and simple, but he has a smart and capable wife to help him, which is pretty good.

"You are both not young anymore, isn't it time to file a marriage report?"

After Lu Desheng felt relieved, he immediately urged the marriage.

"There is one thing I need to make clear to you in advance. My health is not very good, and I may have trouble having children. I will take medicine to regulate my condition after we get married, but I cannot guarantee the results."

Bi Ying spoke in a very serious tone. Lu Jiefang on the side kept winking at her, but she pretended not to see it.

Her parents also told her not to tell anyone, and to wait until after marriage and take medicine to slowly recuperate, maybe she could get better, and if that didn't work, she could tell anyone else.

She knew that her parents were worried that after Lu Desheng found out, he would oppose her and Lu Jiefang being together. Even if they opposed, it was understandable, but marriage was a matter between her and Lu Jiefang, and it was useless for Lu Desheng to oppose.

But she had to say what she needed to say. She didn't want to have to face Lu Desheng's urging to have a baby after marriage. It was very annoying.

The smile on Lu Desheng's face froze, and he asked, "What did the doctor say? What's wrong?"

"I was born prematurely and have been weak since childhood. My parents raised me with great difficulty. The doctor didn't say that I would never be able to give birth. I just need to be nursed back to health. Uncle Lu, don't be too pessimistic. There is a 50% chance that I can recover. There is still great hope."

Bi Ying is quite confident in herself. She likes children, so she will actively cooperate with the doctor and exercise. The result will definitely not be too bad.

Just like when she was little, everyone said she couldn't be raised, but she still grew up stumbling and growing up, and she's doing well.

Lu Desheng forced a smile, but his heart was heavy.

How much hope can there be with 50%? He is not that easy to appease. And when the doctor said 50%, he was largely comforting the patient. In fact, it might not even be 50%.

Lu Desheng's joy was instantly frozen. He had originally thought that he would be able to hold his grandson in his arms next year, but his joy was in vain.

He couldn't help but ask, "Are you not afraid that I will object to you being together if you tell me this?"