Chapter 882 Only a fool would go out!
The next day, Zheng Yifeng posted a notification in the group chat that the engagement was postponed.
Liang Jingfeng: No, you're delaying too? I canceled all my other plans so I could attend your engagement party on time, and you're treating me like a fool? Do you know I was supposed to meet a really beautiful girl?! I won't let this go without a proper reason!
Zhong Jincheng: Zheng Yifeng, you idiot! Even though I'm in Lucheng, I still have to curse you.
Zheng Yifeng: My sister passed away.
Liang Jingfeng: I'm sorry, Brother Feng.
Zhong Jincheng: I'm sorry, Brother Feng.
Long Liandong sat in the company's VIP lounge, staring at the messages in the group chat for a while. She thought that "core team members" like Zhong Jincheng would share a lot of information, but it seemed that she knew less than Zhong Jincheng.
This gave her a strange sense of comfort.
Long Liandong picked up the cannon on the chessboard and captured the black horse. After analyzing the situation for a while, she picked up the black chariot and captured the red cannon. She realized that she was somewhat biased towards the black side in this game.
She was the only one in the room.
Friends in the group chat who were unaware of the truth started sending their condolences. Long Liandong took a moment to type a reply, only to find that she and Lu Yuanqiu had sent their condolences at the same time. She slightly curled the corners of her mouth, put down her phone, and, taking advantage of her good mood, let the black side's rook capture another red side's cannon.
It's okay. The last game favored the red side, and this game favors the black side. It's fair.
Lu Yuanqiu privately messaged Zheng Yifeng to ask when Dai Yidan's funeral would be held. Zheng Yifeng replied that he didn't know and would follow the arrangements of the elders.
Lu Yuanqiu then asked if Uncle Zheng had already returned to the United States, and Zheng Yifeng replied, "Yes."
He put down his phone and left the room. Lu Yidong had gone out to play with his classmates. In the living room, only his father was sitting on the sofa watching TV. It was a rerun of the Spring Festival Gala. No, it was already a rerun of a rerun of a rerun of a rerun.
Lu Yuanqiu plopped down next to his father, causing Lu Tian to bounce twice.
"Dad, has anyone ever told you that you really look like Wei Xiang?" Lu Yuanqiu peeled an orange.
"Who?" Lu Tian turned his head.
Lu Yuanqiu paused for a moment after peeling half an orange, then took out his phone and searched for Wei Xiang.
"Uh... it was a skit from last year's Lantern Festival Gala." Lu Yuanqiu put his phone away again.
"Who the hell remembers that? It's his good fortune to look like me." After saying that, Lu Tian remembered something and added, "Oh right, Qingqing is coming to stay with us again tomorrow. Can you tidy up that room for her?"
Lu Yuanqiu crossed his legs: "Why should I clean up? I wasn't the one who notified you."
Lu Tian: "Because I'm too lazy to tidy up."
Lu Yuanqiu: "Then let's not tidy up. Let Third Sister sleep on the sofa."
After Lu Yuanqiu finished speaking, he got up to tidy up the room. Lu Tian watched his back as he slowly put down the clothes rack in his hand.
"Why is Third Sister staying at our house again? Is something wrong with Third Uncle and Third Aunt?"
“She wanted to come this time herself. When you and Xiaxia go back to Zhucheng in a few days, take her with you.” Lu Tian chuckled after saying this, commenting, “The more I look at the three of you, the more you look like a family of three.”
In fact, Lu Yuanqiu also had this feeling of déjà vu.
Once the annual leave is over, he and Bai Qingxia will have to return to Zhucheng as soon as possible to handle company matters.
Xia Yiwan Noodles is scheduled to be launched after the New Year. Lu Yidong was just talking about yesterday when he could experience the feeling of tearing open the "Xia Yiwan Noodles" packaging. Lu Yuanqiu also wanted to experience it. Although he had already experienced it in the workshop, the feeling of buying it from the supermarket was definitely different.
After tidying up the room, Lu Yuanqiu returned to the sofa. He picked up the clothes rack next to him and said to his father, "Do you believe I can insert this clothes rack into that vase from a distance?"
Lu Tian shifted his gaze to the empty vase in the corner of the TV cabinet and shook his head: "I don't believe it."
Lu Yuanqiu chuckled, aimed, tiptoed, jumped, and fired.
"bite!"
The vase rolled to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The smiles on the father and son's faces vanished simultaneously.
"Broken...broken, may you be safe."
"Screw you! You're asking for it!"
"I didn't use much force!"
"Bang!"
The door slammed shut, and Lu Yuanqiu rushed into the stairwell and quickly went downstairs, with Lu Tian chasing after him, cursing as he went.
He chased me up to the third floor, then stopped to rest, hands on his hips, and cursed, "Damn it! You think you're so big that I can't outrun you anymore?! I've been too good to you!"
Lu Yuanqiu raised his head: "I've been good to you too! In my elementary school diary, I always carried my sick mother on my back in the rain, I never carried my father to the hospital!"
"What kind of nonsense are you spouting?!"
Lu Tian raised the clothes rack in his hand and continued downstairs to chase after them.
Upon reaching the sixth floor, Lu Yuanqiu looked back at the commotion and quickly knocked on Bai Qingxia's door. The door opened, and Bai Qingxia was the one who answered.
She stared blankly at Lu Yuanqiu's anxious expression. Before she could even ask, "What's wrong?", Lu Yuanqiu quickly kicked off his slippers, picked her up, and headed straight for her room.
In the living room, Li Guizhi and Zhang Ru were chatting, while Bai Songzhe was watching TV with Ranran in his arms. Upon seeing this scene, Bai Songzhe immediately froze, put Ranran down, and stood up.
"This..." He was so shocked that he pointed at Bai Qingxia's bedroom door and stared in astonishment at the other two women in the room. He couldn't even bring himself to say the words that followed, which were filled with doubt.
Before Bai Songzhe could even prepare for the worst, there was another commotion at the door. Lu Tian appeared with a clothes rack, took off his shoes, and then looked around, his fierce gaze searching for someone.
This made Bai Songzhe immediately understand what was going on, and he silently breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought that Lu Yuanqiu had gone crazy in broad daylight.
Bai Songzhe pointed to the door.
Lu Tian walked over and knocked on the door twice, his expression menacing: "Come out!"
Inside the door, Bai Qingxia, who had her ear pressed against the door, shrank back.
Bai Songzhe asked from behind, "Zhang Ru is about to start cooking. Shall we eat here for lunch?"
"We'll talk about it later," Lu Tian said, turning around.
"Lu Yuanqiu, you come out here right now!"
Bai Qingxia, who was standing by the door, turned around and saw Lu Yuanqiu lying on his side on the bed, giggling. His hand was restless as he picked up the pink cotton sock next to him and smelled it. Then, while shaking the sock, he shouted out loudly, "Only an idiot would go out!"
"Click." Bai Qingxia opened the locked door, took a step back, and slightly raised the corners of her mouth.
Lu Yuanqiu rolled off the bed.
The father and son both stayed on the sixth floor for lunch.
Lu Tian was completely swayed by Zhang Ru's repeated praise of "Brother Lu is so amazing," and he drank one glass of wine after another, gradually becoming drunk. Lu Yuanqiu also had a few drinks and spoke quietly with Bai Qingxia at the table, while his father and Bai Songzhe chatted about the past.
(End of this chapter)
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