Chapter 9 This is your brother, how can he be related to you?

As soon as she said this, everyone's eyes fell on her. Wang Mingfang and her son were embarrassed, while Lu Jingchen was disgusted without disguising himself.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wang Mingfang smiled awkwardly, pulled He Shanshan over and glared at her, and whispered:

"This is your brother Jingzhen, how can he be related to you?"

"Brother Jingzhen." He Shanshan repeated it, and then she said as if she had just woken up from a dream: "He is Lu Jingzhen."

After that, she looked at Wang Mingfang in disbelief and asked: "Why is he back?"

Lu Jingzhen looked at He Shanshan coldly, with a cold light in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice:

"Why do I have to report to you before I come back?"

Feeling the low pressure from Lu Jingzhen and listening to the stupid words of this stupid daughter, Wang Mingfang was furious. She winked at He Shanshan to shut up, and said in a flattering way:

"Why can't I come back? This is my home."

He Shanshan finally accepted the fact. Thinking of the series of actions she had just done, her face suddenly turned red with shame.

At this time, Xia Qingling whispered to He Shanshan in a low voice:

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I don't think I have to wait another 30 or 40 years."

He Shanshan glared at her and felt that she was holding back a breath of anger in her heart, unable to swallow it or spit it out. She felt ashamed and annoyed, and very uncomfortable.

Lu Lidong, who didn't want to see his sister continue to embarrass herself, walked up to her, patted her on the shoulder and said,

"You finally decided to go home." Then he took the daughter from Yao Hongmei's hands and held her in front of Lu Jingchen: "Yingying, this is your uncle, go and call him."

"Uncle." The three-year-old girl called in a baby voice.

The little girl had round eyes and two small tufts on her head, which was very cute. Lu Jingchen responded, picked up the little girl, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

At this time, Lu Lidong turned his head to look at Wang Mingfang and said,

"Mom, let's get dinner ready."

Hearing this "Mom", Lu Jingchen's face, which was originally smiling, became visibly cold.

The mother and her son noticed the change in Lu Jingxue's expression, and their faces became unnatural. After Wang Mingfang reacted, she immediately said:

"Okay, let's eat now." Then she turned around and said to Xia Qingxiong:

"Qingxiong, go and call Xiaoxue back. Oh, this child will not come back unless you call her when she starts playing." Soon

the table was full of dishes, very rich, with braised pork belly, celery and pork shreds, halved chicken feet... and a roasted chicken.

Wang Mingfang invited everyone to take a seat, and then knocked on He Shanshan's door, asking her to come out and eat.

Although she had just lost face, she still had to eat, not to mention that today's dishes were so good. He Shanshan walked out of the room awkwardly.

"Yingying, come here to mommy, uncle is going to eat." Yao Hongmei said as she took the child from Lu Jingzhen.

Lu Jingzhen took out a big reunion note, put it in Yingying's hand and said,

"A red envelope for meeting."

In this era, children are usually given 70 or 80 cents as a gift. It is rare to give out 10 yuan at once. Several people in the room were very surprised, especially He Shanshan, whose eyes were wide open. This was her salary for half a month! The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. How could such a handsome and rich man be given to Xia Qingxing?

Wang Mingfang was the first to react, and she touched her daughter-in-law with her shoulder. Yao Hongmei understood and said to her daughter:

"Yingying, thank your uncle for the red envelope."

"You are just a little kid, just give him a few cents, it's okay, how can you give so much." Wang Mingfang also said nice things.

At this time, Xia Qingxiang brought Lu Xiaoxue back. When Lu Xiaoxue entered the room, she saw the roast chicken on the table at a glance, and her eyes lit up instantly:

"Wow, roast chicken."

She ran to the table and raised her hand to take it. Xia Qingxiang quickly grabbed her and said:

"Wash your hands first."

Only to see the sticky sugar stains on her hands, which looked black and dirty.

Lu Xiaoxue didn't care about that. Now she only had the roast chicken in her eyes. She rolled her eyes at Xia Qingxi and said unhappily,

"What do you care?"

"Go wash it!" Lu Jingzhen glanced at her and said two words in a deep voice.

Perhaps it was because Lu Jingzhen was wearing a military uniform and his words were too stressful. Lu Xiaoxue, who was always fearless, was also frightened. She walked to the kitchen unwillingly, muttering in a low voice,

"Wash it if you want."

She symbolically washed it, ran out of the kitchen, sat on the table, and pulled down two chicken legs without any hesitation, holding one in each hand, and nibbled on the left and the right.

Lu Jingxue looked at his sister who had no manners, his face darkened, and he said in a deep voice:

"Lu Xiaoxue, give one to Yingying."

"Why? They are all mine." Lu Xiaoxue was very dissatisfied and shouted loudly.

"Let her eat, let her eat, there is still chicken here, Yingying can eat the chicken." Wang Mingfang hurried out to smooth things over.

Lu Xiaoxue took the chicken leg, made a face, and quickly jumped off the table and ran to the inner room.

"Second brother, you eat yours, don't worry about her." Lu Lidong said, seeming to be used to it.

Xia Qingli thought to herself, one is indulgent, and the other doesn't care, it would be strange if they don't become useless.

Lu Jingxue seemed to be thinking about something, but didn't say anything else.

The meal was almost over and the women had left the table. Lu Lidong was still drinking with Lu Jingchen. Lu Lidong seemed to be drunk. He said to Lu Jingchen with a big tongue:

"Second brother, I know you are unhappy to see her living here, but I really can't do anything now. Yingying is still young and can't be left alone. Your sister-in-law and I have to go to work and have no time to take care of her..." "

After all, she gave birth to me. She has worked hard in this family all these years and takes care of Xiaoxue like her own daughter. People are all made of flesh and blood. I can't always deny her."

In the afternoon, Wang Mingfang told her son what Lu Jingchen had said to her when she went to the state-owned hotel to pack the food. So now Lu Lidong deliberately said these things under the influence of alcohol.

Seeing that Lu Jingxie still had no reaction, Lu Lidong suddenly choked up:

"Don't you think it would be great if our mother hadn't passed away so early? Sometimes I dream about her. She is still so kind and caring about me, asking me if I have eaten well and if I am warm."

The "mother" he referred to was naturally the deceased Su Hui. This

is really a man who is drunk and makes people cry. Xia Qingli listened to these sensational words in the room and sighed that Lu Lidong is worthy of being Wang Mingfang's son. He probably knew all the tricks his mother had since she was in her mother's womb.

If he really had such a deep brotherly love for Lu Jingchen, he would not have plotted against him and put his unwanted original body on his bed.

Facing Lu Lidong's self-torture, Lu Jingchen did not express his opinion, but just raised his hand and patted him on the back.

Xia Qingxi felt bored and stopped listening. She sat on the bed and touched the coat that Lu Jingxie had put on her today. She was about to pick it up and put it on the chair when she suddenly remembered something. She opened the drawer and took out the needle and thread.

It was still early. There were no mobile phones or computers in this era. It was boring to be idle. She helped him sew the button that fell off. It was just a way to repay him. After all, he helped her so many times today.

For Xia Qingxi, who studied fashion design, sewing a button was a piece of cake.

She found some black thread in the box, the same color as the clothes, threaded the needle, put the buttons on the cuffs, and sewed them with a cross stitch. It took her a while to finish sewing. After thinking for a while, she sewed the loose buttons again.

When she was almost done, Lu Jingchen suddenly opened the door and walked in.