Chapter 1226 Living in Hometown 2

After hearing Wen Ruyu's words, Mr. Lu's expression eased a little.

Xi Bao took a sip of the soup and her face wrinkled, "It's bitter!"

"This is bitter vegetable. Your grandmother Wen Yue didn't squeeze out the bitter juice, so how could it not be bitter?" Wen Ruyu touched his pocket for a long time before he remembered that he had fallen into the countryside and had long lost the habit of carrying two pieces of rock candy with him. "Xi Bao, how is your brother? Do the triplets look exactly the same? Are they cute?"

They had already known it from Guan Cheng, but they still wanted to hear it from Xi Bao.

Xi Bao exclaimed, shook her head and said, "Dun Dun is good, Xiong Xiong is bad, Zhuang Zhuang is small, Zhuang Zhuang is sick, and mom is sick too."

Hearing this, everyone asked what was going on.

Father Lu told the truth in a few words, "Zhuangzhuang was born weak and sickly, so his mother applied for retirement from the army. Now the family has hired a nanny, and she concentrates on taking care of Zhuangzhuang."

"As long as he's alive, as long as he's alive, it doesn't matter if he's a little weak. Let's give him the nutritional supplements first." Wen Yue spoke first, with a trace of sadness in her eyes. "We are all old men and women in our sixties and seventies. What have we not experienced? Just let it go. Fortunately, Qingxue is a good doctor. Zhuangzhuang... didn't blind Shan say that Qingxue and Ajiang were destined to have four sons and one daughter. They will definitely grow up safely. Maybe Zhuangzhuang will be like Xibao when he grows up."

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What can we do when it rains? Of course it’s better if it doesn’t rain!

"Raining? No no!" Xi Bao shook her head vigorously, "I want to play!"

Xi Bao nodded and said, "Zhuangzhuang is so lucky, he is my brother. I want to take him to play with me."

Jin Ruochu clapped his hands and smiled, "That's good, that's called blessing! What's the old saying? Boys who look like their mother are blessed, girls who look like their father are blessed. Zhuangzhuang looks like his mother, so there is more blessing to come!"

"You don't believe me? Look at me." Jin Ruochu wanted to roll up his sleeves, but found that he was wearing a torn sweatshirt for work today. He smiled awkwardly and lowered his head to tease Xibao, "Xibao, do you think it will rain tomorrow?"

Wanglou Brigade is truly a place of outstanding people and talents. The several children from the Lu family that I have met recently are all outstanding people.

After hearing what Jin Ruochu said, Father Lu couldn't help but say, "Although everyone always says this, and I feel this way too, sometimes I feel the same way as Jiang Xiaoxue, and I think it's outrageous. God and Xi Bao must not have such a good relationship. If it were, how could my brother suffer such a disaster when he was born?"

"Who taught you military boxing, Xibao?" Zhou Fengchu vaguely thought that it should be Lu Jiang.

Zhu Ling held his wife's hand and comforted her, knowing that she was thinking of her eldest son who did not live more than three days after birth.

Father Lu said, "Zhuangzhuang looks like his mother, almost exactly the same."

"Xibao is the most blessed and lucky one. His words will definitely come true!"

As expected, it didn't rain the next day. Xi Bao got up early as usual, practiced a set of boxing, then dragged Lu's father to go outside for a run. After coming back, she practiced another set of boxing in the cowshed, grunting and laughing. Her sweaty appearance immediately attracted Zhou Fengchu.

Xi Bao asked Father Lu for his own towel to wipe his sweat, and said loudly: "Report to the leader, my father taught me."

"I'm not a leader anymore, Xiao Xibao." Thinking of the current situation, Zhou Fengchu's eyes dimmed slightly, and then he said, "Just call me Grandpa Zhou, don't call me leader. If people hear us, we'll be in trouble."

"Bad luck? Is it because of beating Xibao?" Xibao asked.

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Seeing Zhou Fengchu nod heavily, Xi Bao immediately covered her mouth with the hand that wasn't holding the towel, "I won't say it, I won't say it!"

(End of this chapter)