As soon as Lu Qingyang saw Yu Hongyuan, he felt that he looked familiar.
She also subconsciously made a judgment in her mind. No wonder Shen Mo said that this man stared at her with strange eyes for a long time. It turned out that he was not interested in his wife.
The man in front of him, if he remembered correctly, should be Shen Mo's father.
He was inevitably surprised to see that Shen Mo looked like her mother.
Lu Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he began to worry again.
"Comrade Lu, I've heard Director Wang talk about you. He said you wanted to talk to me. What do you want to talk about?"
"Oh, nothing. I'm really interested in dating, so I wanted to consult you. I wonder if you're free in a few days. I want to visit you at home."
Yu Hongyuan obviously didn't understand what the young man meant.
It was just that his superiors asked him to meet once, and he did meet once, but he made such a strange request, which was really unbelievable.
"You can ask now?"
"I have some detailed questions that are inconvenient to ask here today. If your home is not convenient, we can find another place."
Yu Hongyuan shook his head: "Then come to my house in three days."
No one knows what this young man is thinking, but Director Wang said that he has some background, so it is not easy to offend him.
There are people coming and going here, and there are some things that Lu Qingyang is not convenient to talk about here.
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After returning, Lu Qingyang began to feel heavy-hearted. Things were worse than he had expected.
If it was some lecherous middle-aged man, he would have been taught a lesson, but the man happened to be Shen Mo's father.
He promised Uncle Shen not to tell Shen Mo the truth.
Now all she could do was to see what kind of person Yu Hongyuan was and why he had abandoned her mother.
Fortunately, Fang Zhongwen and Ding Panyun prepared mutton hotpot for the two of them after a long time of preparation at home.
In the center of the round table, the charcoal in the old copper pot was burning brightly, and white bubbles were bubbling at the bottom of the clear soup pot.
Next to it were fresh lamb slices as thin as cicada wings, green spinach, tender white tofu, juicy mushrooms, and frozen tofu that had absorbed the soup.
There are also a few rare condiments: sesame paste, fermented bean curd juice, chives, and crispy fried chili oil.
A pot of rice wine was specially warmed up next to it.
"Xiaomo said that she had never eaten authentic shabu-shabu mutton hotpot. Look at what I prepared for the table."
As soon as Shen Mo smelled the fragrance, she couldn't wait to sit down, but she always remembered what they said about courtesy, and waited for the elders to sit down before daring to sit down.
Fang Zhongwen picked up a piece of mutton that was cooked just right with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, chewed it with satisfaction, and after swallowing it, he said with emotion:
"Look at this meat, it's so tender and fragrant, without any smell of mutton. When we were at war, we didn't have such good fortune. It was good enough to have a bowl of hot grain porridge."
Chen Mo was a foodie. Before she could even say anything, she had already put the lamb slices dipped in sesame paste into her mouth.
“It’s really delicious.”
Although they eat mutton, they don't prepare such a delicious dipping sauce.
"Qingyang, don't you take good care of your wife? Look how much she eats."
"How can that be possible? She eats more than me. I can starve anyone but her."
The whole family laughed, and Fang Zhongwen asked about what happened today:
"You went to see the section chief. How did it go?"
Lu Qingyang took a look at Shen Mo's expression and saw that she was concentrating on eating, so he replied:
"I was quite interested in their work, so I went to take a look."
Ding Panyun was immediately excited by this topic.
She glanced at her husband in a reproachful manner, then smiled at her son with a little pride, "Silly boy, if you are interested in these things, why don't you tell your mother earlier? Your grandpa and grandma are both good at socializing! Your grandpa has dealt with ambassadors from many countries!"
As she spoke, she scooped several more slices of mutton from the pot for Chen Mo. "There are still a lot of their old notes and photos at home. If you really want to know, I'll find them out for you later! We have this kind of connection in our family! If I had known you were interested in this, why would you have gone around in circles to ask that section chief..."
"So that's how it is...Thanks for reminding me, Mom. I haven't heard you mention it before."
Lu Qingyang really didn't know this.
This family is full of gods.
Ding Panyun felt more relieved after listening to her son's words. She thought that although her son had been wandering for many years, his thirst for knowledge was good.
She looked at Shen Mo, who was eating voraciously, with a warm look on her face. She saw that she was enjoying her meal, even happier than she was:
"Xiaomo, eat more! Look at your appetite! Being able to eat is a blessing! You are so healthy, hurry up and give our family a big fat baby!"
When she heard this, Shen Mo stopped eating.
She hadn't remembered that her period had been irregular this month. It should have come a few days ago, so why didn't it come today?
She wanted to take her own pulse, but felt embarrassed with so many people looking at her.
But she looked at the mutton slices in her hand. If she was pregnant, shouldn't she feel nauseous about this smelly thing?
But she ate it with great relish, without feeling anything at all.
Shen Mo felt that she was overthinking it. She had made a mistake last time, so she should concentrate on her work!
Lu Qingyang helped and said, "We are still young, there will be time in the future."
Ding Panyun seemed to remember something, clapped his hands and said, "Last time you mentioned the vanishing cream made by Qingyang, it's really effective, our art troupe used it and they all wanted more, I thought the supply and marketing cooperative didn't have it either, so I didn't dare to say we had it."
"It's very simple. Give me a few days and I'll make a few jars. You can take them back and give them to them."
"Oh, how can I let you really do it? It's not easy for you to come back, so take a good rest..."
"It's not hard. I just have nothing to do."
Besides, he had originally planned to leave here in a week if his grandparents were fine.
Therefore, it is also his wish to make Zhenxin happy for his parents.
"Oh, okay, okay! Thank you for your hard work, my son!" Ding Panyun smiled with her eyes curved. She liked her son more and more. She felt that this son who was lost and found again was not only good-looking, capable and responsible, but also considerate and filial!
"It is my blessing to have a child like you, Qingyang!" She couldn't help but sigh, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes smoothed out.
After the meal, Ding Panyun was in a good mood. Seeing the bright sunset overhead and the fresh air in the courtyard, she excitedly suggested: "Qingyang, Xiaomo, accompany mom for a walk? Just finished eating and take a walk to help digest the food!"
She took the initiative to hold Shen Mo's arm, and then looked at her son, her face full of the mood of showing off - look at my daughter-in-law here, what a perfect match!
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