Only then did Mrs. Lu smile.
Chen Jing invited the two elders to sit down, and Aunt Li just made some tea and brought it up.
Chen Jing glanced at the four cups of tea, then raised her eyes and noticed Lu Ziyang still standing at the door with a few vegetable baskets in his hands.
Just now, all his attention was on Lu Ma's sad face, and he didn't notice the man with the burning eyes behind them at all.
Chen Jing didn't have any extra thoughts, nor did she have any special resistance.
She greeted him politely.
"Come and sit down too."
The woman's voice was melodious and pleasant, but without a trace of other emotions.
Lu Ziyang felt inexplicably irritated after hearing this.
After he sat down, he began to look around the home that Chen Jing had personally decorated. It was warm and bright.
Mother Lu held Chen Jing's hand, and the mother and daughter sat next to each other.
"Jingjing, let me see. Your belly is a little bigger, but why are you still so thin? Are you not eating well?"
Mother Lu stroked Chen Jing's smiling face, her eyes full of heartache.
"Your mother talks about you every day and says she misses you, but she doesn't dare to come to you rashly, fearing that you will be burdened. So yesterday afternoon, she specially picked vegetables from the vegetable garden, so she finally has a reason to come and see you."
Dad Lu joked on the side.
Mother Lu turned her head and gave Father Lu a look of displeasure.
"No way, I saved this specially for Jingjing. It's all fresh organic vegetables. Jingjing, don't listen to his nonsense."
The two elders are still like this, quarreling with each other at every turn, but Chen Jing feels that this is how marriage should be. No matter how much quarreling and arguing, in the end, the one you love is still the same.
She used to think that she would live such a life.
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