Chapter 75 The Pampering from the Older Generation
Meeting the kind and expectant gazes of the two elderly people, Lu Yinzhao casually picked up a piece of chocolate.
"Thank you, Grandpa and Grandma." She immediately thanked them after receiving the chocolate.
His sensible demeanor is so endearing to his parents.
The old lady would pat Zhao Zhao's head and then his face, her love for her grandson evident in every gesture.
After pouring tea for everyone, Lu Wangchi, who was standing to the side, did not forget his task.
He took out his bulging bag and said, "I haven't seen this neatly organized in years. This is a little something from your uncle to make up for all the stuff from the past few years."
He took out hard, thick-shelled red envelopes and handed them out one by one, starting with the eldest and counting down in order.
"Thank you, Uncle."
Happy New Year, Uncle!
"Thank you, Uncle!"
"Uncle, I love you to death!"
Lu Wangchi waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for thanks, as it was all the proper thing to do.
Finally, he walked up to Lu Yinzhao and handed him a large, thick red envelope. "Zhaozhao, take this carefully. It's your New Year's money. Keep it for yourself and don't give it to anyone else."
"Thank you, Uncle~" Lu Yinzhao bowed slightly and said auspicious words, "I wish you a happy and prosperous new year!"
"My dear nephew, you're quite the smooth talker!"
From the moment he arrived at the old house, he was ignored by his own parents and treated like an assistant. Lu Wangchi felt incredibly aggrieved. Zhao Zhao was the first person to tell him that his work would go smoothly.
Lu Wangchi couldn't help but want to hug this little baby who gave him warmth.
He was a professional athlete, and although he retired and became a coach, he never neglected his training. His muscles were hidden under his clothes, and he easily picked up the child with one hand.
Lu Yinzhao subconsciously braced his hand against Lu Wangchi's chest, feeling its firm yet elastic texture.
Wow...those are amazing pecs...
This is the kind of physique he once admired in tough guys.
"Be careful! Don't drop Zhaozhao!" Grandpa Lu immediately warned when he saw her.
The two elderly people now cherish Zhaozhao dearly.
Zhao Zhao is so different from the noisy child they imagined.
“Before the Lunar New Year, your second uncle’s family came to visit your father and me with their little grandson. That child is more than a year older than Zhaozhao. He treated our house like his own backyard, which made your father politely send them away early.”
Wen Youtang and Lu Wenyan recounted what happened that day, their expressions filled with helplessness.
“That child is really naughty. He’s obviously been spoiled by his family. He doesn’t know how to behave when he’s a guest. He ignores his elders when they talk to him and even broke one of your dad’s teacups.”
"..."
"Your second uncle's family also knew it was awkward, and they said they would compensate with a new one. Your dad didn't want things to get awkward before the New Year, so he didn't ask them to compensate with anything. But then he told me that he would never let them come to our house again."
Wen Youtang told the story as a joke, and then began to address the main point and express the central idea.
"So our Zhaozhao's manners are far ahead of other kids."
Wen Youtang held Yin Song's hand and said gently, "Songsong, these years have not been easy. You have to work and take care of the children. Zhaozhao's growth to where she is today is inseparable from your hard work."
Yin Song felt embarrassed by what he was being said and quickly replied, "Mom, it's not as exaggerated as you say. I haven't worked for a long time, so it's not hard. Besides, I'm not being modest, but Zhao Zhao has been very well-behaved since he was born, and taking care of him is not troublesome at all."
Lu Cheng, who was standing nearby, understood the implication and couldn't help but awkwardly say, "Mom, what you mean is that it's a hassle to take care of me?"
Yin Song: "When did I say that? You child, what's wrong with your sensitive skin again?"
Lu Qi pushed the mischievous Lu Cheng aside and said, "Mom, don't mind him. You and Grandma continue chatting."
Wen Youtang was amused by this scene and couldn't stop laughing.
It's definitely more lively when there are more children at home; brothers and sisters get together during holidays and festivals, so you're never lonely.
Especially the children of Lu Wenyan's family; the four older ones could make a mahjong table today.
Lunchtime.
The chefs in the kitchen served one main dish after another to the table.
Everyone filled their glasses with drinks and raised a toast together.
Even Zhao Zhao had a place, holding her own baby bottle, being held in Lu Wangchi's arms as they clinked glasses with everyone.
“We’ve said all the blessings we needed to say. Alright, the children are hungry, let’s eat!” Lu Mingqi, as the head of the family, spoke first.
Their family has some etiquette rules, but not many.
Especially when family members are happily gathered together, there are fewer concerns.
"Zhaozhao, just tell me what you want to eat, and your uncle will pick some food for you."
Lu Yinzhao nodded, having a particularly good impression of this uncle she was meeting for the first time today.
He wanted to get along well with his uncle so he could ask him some basic swimming knowledge in the future.
It's a waste of talent to have the champion teach him, but Lu Yinzhao is secretly pleased. This is family, and with this network of connections, he doesn't need to worry about anything.
In the few seconds that Lu Yinzhao was in a daze, her small bowl was piled high with food.
She received love not only from her uncle, but also from her grandparents.
There's a kind of hunger that only your elders can tell you're hungry.
They love watching the little one eat heartily.
Lu Yinzhao naturally couldn't let them down. He picked up a piece of beef from the bowl with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.
"Put this dish in front of the child. Can't you see that Zhaozhao likes to eat it?" Lu Mingqi didn't even bother to eat his own meal, he just went to watch his grandson eat.
Lu Wangchi was reminded by his father and quickly moved the dishes over.
No one in the family will have any objections; they all hope that Zhaozhao can eat well.
This put Lu Yinzhao in an awkward position. Given the current situation, he could only accept the elders' concern without question.
Finally, his belly bulged from eating, and he awkwardly let out a long, satisfied burp.
"belch--"
"Zhaozhao, you can't eat too much, or you'll get indigestion." Finally, Yin Song spoke up.
Lu Yinzhao looked at her mother with immense gratitude. "That's great, I don't have to eat anymore."
“Yes, yes, listen to Songsong, don’t put random food on the child’s plate,” Wen Youtang quickly chimed in.
Lu Yinzhao, being the first to finish eating, got off the table and was allowed to play freely in the old house.
However, he didn't run around. Instead, he sat in the living room and secretly sent messages to Bian Ji.
He told Bian Ji that he had spent the whole day at his grandparents' house and asked them what they had for lunch.
Some trivial daily conversations took place in the two children's message boxes.
Today, Bian Ji also sent him a humming tune, which was his latest composition.
Lu Yinzhao simply thought every song was beautiful. He wasn't good at judging so-called musicality; he could only describe it by how he felt when he heard it—whether it was cheerful or sad, subtle or extroverted. He listened to the emotions.
It's a good thing that Bian Ji is now so enthusiastic about creating; he should definitely encourage him more.
In the afternoon.
Yin Song and Lu Wenyan went to the airport to pick up Yin Zhuoxian and Qiu Manyun.
The arrival of my maternal grandparents brought more life to the house.
The two elderly people also missed their grandson terribly, as they hadn't seen him for almost a year.
After they entered the house, they first greeted Grandpa Lu and the others, exchanging polite greetings.
Then, inexplicably, Zhao Zhao was surrounded by four old men.
The elderly people seemed to have finally found a common topic, and they surrounded Lu Yinzhao, praising him as if it would resonate with them.
He was being called "my good baby" on the left and "my dear grandson" on the right, which made his head spin.
Lu Yinzhao really wanted to say, "Grandpa and Grandma, Grandpa and Grandma on the other side, don't you want to see that there are four other grandchildren next to you? You should show them your love and care equally!"
Faced with the overly enthusiastic behavior of his elders, Lu Yinzhao certainly had a way to extricate himself.
He rubbed his eyes, yawned, and looked sleepy.
"Mommy, I want to sleep..." As soon as the little dumpling said this, the four elders didn't dare to disturb the child's rest.
Zhao Zhao successfully escaped the whirlpool of love and gained some space to be alone.
"The rooms are all prepared for you. Go upstairs to the room on the left; that room is bigger," Wen Youtang said.
“Okay, Mom,” Yin Song nodded.
Lu Wenyan took the initiative to carry Zhaozhao up the stairs.
"Zhao Zhao, you can sleep here. Call us if you need anything." Lu Wenyan put Zhao Zhao on the bed and covered him with a blanket.
Lu Yinzhao obediently replied, "Okay, Dad, you go downstairs and keep Grandpa and Grandma company. I can fall asleep by myself."
Seeing how sensible her son was, Lu Wenyan couldn't help but lean over and kiss his forehead. "Go to sleep."
The door was closed, and the room fell silent.
Lu Yinzhao waited for a minute, and seeing that no one was disturbing her, she immediately threw off the covers and sat up.
He carefully examined the room.
There was a television in the room. Lu Yinzhao found the remote control, pressed the switch, and turned the volume down to the minimum.
He leaned back on the soft pillows and happily watched TV programs.
Lu Yinzhao hasn't watched many of his second sister's TV dramas yet. Searching for the name "Lu Qi" will bring up the relevant dramas below.
His second sister is beautiful, and with the makeup and styling in the drama, she appears even more striking on screen.
But TV dramas have this problem: they're too long, especially period dramas.
Even if you're very alert, your attention will gradually wander after watching for a long time.
Lu Yinzhao didn't remember when she fell asleep on the pillow.
After a while, Lu Qi wanted to go up and check on Zhao Zhao.
As soon as she entered the room, she saw her own drama playing; it was the first period drama she filmed after entering the industry.
This show can only be considered an A-level drama, and the plot has been criticized by netizens as awkward and melodramatic.
Lu Qi didn't play the main role in it, and when she looks back at her past acting, she thinks it was absolutely disastrous.
Seeing the little one sleeping in a mess on the bed, I quickly turned off the TV.
"Dad is really something... Why did he have to show Zhao Zhao this show?" Lu Qi didn't think much of it, assuming that Lu Wenyan had put it on for her.
It's really not easy to find this show. How could a little kid like Zhao Zhao do something like that?
After turning off the TV, Lu Qi went over and covered Zhao Zhao with the blanket she had kicked off.
The little guy is sleeping so soundly.
Lu Qi looked at Zhao Zhao's sleeping face and smiled faintly.
Lu Qi couldn't help but think that her younger brother already had the makings of a handsome young man, and she wondered how many girls would like him in the future.
Whoever marries Zhao Zhao in the future will probably be very happy. After all, Zhao Zhao is so good at providing emotional support and has a sensitive heart, so she will definitely be good to her partner.
"I can't eat anymore..." The baby on the bed rolled over, talking in his sleep.
Lu Qi chuckled. She was thinking too far ahead; the child was still just a kindergarten kid.
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Author's Note: Bian Ji: Achoo—! [Question mark]
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