Chapter 81 I Want to Hold My Great-Grandson
"Jingjing is serious!" Old Mrs. Lu frowned slightly.
She originally thought that her grandson had deliberately found a little girl to fool her because she had been pushing him too hard recently.
Looking at the situation now, it is probably true.
"Don't you know what kind of personality your grandson has?" Old Master Lu shook his head and sighed.
That's a stubborn person.
Once a decision is made, ten oxen cannot pull it back.
"But the little girl is only seventeen." This is what Mrs. Lu is most worried about.
The grandson is already 23 years old, and the girl is only 17. When the girl reaches the age of marriage, the grandson will be 26 years old.
How long will it take for these two old guys to have great-grandchildren?!
"Your baby Jingjing once said, good things are never too late." Old Master Lu joked with a smile.
"He is not afraid, but I, an old woman, am afraid!" Old Mrs. Lu had a bitter face and was about to cry.
These two old guys are seventy-four and seventy respectively, and they still have a few years to live.
She just wanted to hug her great-grandson before closing her eyes, why is it so difficult?
"Old man, why don't you go and talk to Jingjing..." Old Mrs. Lu frowned and looked at Old Man Lu.
"Do you think your precious grandson can listen to me?" Old Master Lu smiled.
Old Mrs. Lu's face drooped all of a sudden.
"You don't even know what kind of person your precious grandson is. Just let nature take its course!" Mr. Lu patted Mrs. Lu's shoulder soothingly.
Old Mrs. Lu said nothing, just lowered her head and thought to herself.
After a while, she looked at Mr. Lu with sparkling eyes, "How about you go and tell Xiao Zhao to tell him to tell the girl that she's two years older?"
"The girl hasn't agreed to date your precious grandson yet. What's the point of you reporting that you are two years older?" Old Master Lu smiled helplessly.
If the girl doesn't nod, it's useless to say you're two years older, or even twenty years older.
Mrs. Lu frowned even more tightly now.
"Grandma, Yujing needs to learn how to cook by himself." Aunt Wang's slightly anxious voice came from outside the door.
She thought Lu Yujing was just acting on a whim.
Who knew he was serious about it?
Old Mrs. Lu was no longer concerned about her great-grandson. She stood up and ran downstairs.
Mr. Lu shook his head helplessly.
A loving mother often spoils her child!
The grandson of the next generation is defeated!
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When Mrs. Lu rushed to the kitchen, Lu Yujing had already poured the shredded potatoes into the pot and was stir-frying them.
Smelling the smell of raw oil in the air, Mrs. Lu and Aunt Wang smiled at each other.
"Auntie Wang, why is the color of my shredded potatoes so weird?" Lu Yujing frowned and looked at the yellow shredded potatoes in the pot, puzzled.
Shouldn’t the color of shredded potatoes be light yellow?
"And this oil, is it a little too much?" Lu Yujing asked the question in his mind.
"Oh my! You don't have too much. This can't be called stir-fried shredded potatoes. It should be called deep-fried shredded potatoes." Aunt Wang smiled with wrinkles on her face.
Old Mrs. Lu was also laughing so hard that she couldn't stop.
"Jingjing! Stop messing around. From now on, just tell your Aunt Wang what you want to eat."
"The first time is new, the second time is familiar. You will get it if you do it a few times." Lu Yujing poured out the oil and shredded potatoes in the pot and began to wash the pot.
The look on his face made it clear that he had no intention of giving up.
"Ring, ring, ring..." The phone in the living room suddenly rang.
Mother Wang ran to answer the phone.
After a moment, she came back and said, "Yujing, Xiao Meng said that someone named Jian something is calling you..."
Mother Wang only felt a figure flash past her.
Look again...
Is there anyone in front of the stove?!
As early as when Lu Yujing rushed to the living room, Old Lady Lu had quietly gone to the corner of the stairs.
"Hey..." Lu Yujing spoke pretending to be calm.
But the beating heartbeat like a drum still betrayed him completely.
"Political Commissar, Comrade Jian Qingyi just called you..." Meng Xiaoyang's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"What did she say?" Lu Yujing wanted to raise his hand and slap himself twice.
The little girl finally called him...
He is not here yet.
The more Lu Yujing thought about it, the more he regretted it.
If he had known this earlier, he would have been waiting in the office.
"She just asked if you were there. I said no, and then I asked Comrade Jian Qingyi to leave her phone number. Political Commissar, do you want it?" Meng Xiaoyang on the other end of the phone was not sure what Lu Yujing was thinking.
In the past, there were little girls who came to the military area to look for Lu Yujing, but they all came with smiles and left crying.
Once, I met a stubborn little girl. Even though the political commissar told her not to see him, she insisted on standing in the sun and waiting.
It was 40 degrees Celsius and the leaves on the trees were wilting. The little girl stood there in the sun without moving.
No matter who tries to persuade him, it’s useless.
Everyone thought that the Political Commissar would go down to see the girl and at least persuade her to leave!
In that weather, if you get sunburned and dehydrated, it's no joke.
result……
Until the little girl fainted from heatstroke and was carried away, his political commissar never showed up.
Didn't even ask a question.
Afterwards, Secretary Zhou Chenfeng joked that he had a heart of stone.
His political commissar only replied coldly, "Did I let her stand there in the sun?"
Everyone agreed that his political commissar had no sympathy for women at all.
"Speak!" Lu Yujing's voice was filled with urgency.
I was afraid that the little girl would get impatient after waiting for too long.
"What did you say?" Meng Xiaoyang didn't react for a moment.
"Phone number!" Lu Yujing gritted his teeth.
"Oh!" Meng Xiaoyang quickly reported a string of numbers.
"Ten kilometers of weight-bearing cross-country running." Lu Yujing said before hanging up the phone.
Meng Xiaoyang listened to the "beep" sound in the microphone and felt like crying but had no tears.
The other side
After getting the phone number, Lu Yujing dialed it without delay.
Jian Qingyi was stuffing melon seeds into the pocket of the young lady in the mail room when the phone rang.
The young lady tactfully went outside while cracking melon seeds.
"Hello..." Jian Qingyi answered the phone.
"Yi Yi..." Hearing the voice he had been thinking about day and night, Lu Yujing was so excited that he didn't know what to say.
At the corner of the stairs, Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu, who were crouching down, pricked up their ears.
"Political Commissar, can you give me the phone number of that garment factory?" Jian Qingyi didn't beat around the bush.
"Didn't you promise not to call me political commissar?" Lu Yujing's voice still sounded a little aggrieved.
"When did I promise you?" Jian Qingyi frowned.
How come she doesn't remember?
"When I sent you home." Lu Yujing felt even more aggrieved.
"I don't think I promised you?" Jian Qingyi thought about it carefully.
"But you didn't refuse, did you?" the man said as a matter of course.
Jian Qingyi: "..."
Didn't she refuse?
No, is this the time to talk about this?
"Okay, okay, then I'll call you Lu Yujing from now on, okay? Now can you tell me the phone number of that garment factory?" Jian Qingyi compromised.
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