Strong Marriage: Every Step Wins

Hearing this, Mr. Lu thought about it carefully, and said, "Old man, there is no taste in anything you eat, and you are now pregnant for more than eight months, don't work too hard, I will eat anything OK."

Hearing Mr. Lu's warm description of his duties was the same, I was very moved.Since her parents left when she was 14 years old, no one cared about her like an elder.

The heart is cold, who would show that innocuous sympathy to an orphan, only Mr. Lu, even those relatives in the past, when they knew that her parents died and left her with no money, they were not willing to accept her This oil bottle.

Only Mr. Lu treated her like his granddaughter, subsidized her to go to school, and gave her a family.

Thinking of this, Su Biyao nodded lightly and said, "Grandpa, I will listen to you in everything."

After speaking, the grandparents and grandchildren looked at each other and smiled.

On the other side of the ocean, Lu Zhenyu, all the Chinese employees in the company were granted holidays by him. These days, they walked back one by one, watching the flow of people, some Chinese could not leave Germany, and according to the customs of their hometown, The place is celebrating the new year.

Before Xiao He left, he still wanted to persuade Lu Zhenyu, but thinking of Lu Zhenyu's refusal to enter, he returned to the country alone.

Facing a company full of foreign employees and his own empty apartment, Lu Zhenyu thought of going home for no reason.

It is said that when a man travels all over the world, he is so nostalgic for his hometown, which he did not expect. So cruel, Lu Zhenyu packed up his things and returned to the country two days before the Spring Festival.

Looking at the familiar scenery of City H, Lu Zhenyu just wanted to say, it's been a long time.

Back to the place where he once lived with Su Biyao, it has been redecorated, and there is no trace of the past, and no trace of people living there.

Su Biyao probably never came back after the decoration was completed. Thinking of this, Lu Zhengyu sighed and looked around.

The theme of the whole room is only one word warm. The lighting in the living room is warm yellow, and it can also be adjusted to a white color. The retro European style looks very atmospheric.

The sofa has also been replaced with a warm fabric sofa, which is not as cold as the old leather sofa.

There is also an unused house with a large space, which has been renovated into a baby room, with beige as the main tone, warm and eye-catching.

Seeing this scene, Lu Zhenyu seemed to be able to see how the family would live happily here in the future, but all of this was completely ruined by a lie.

On the cold stove, the kitchen utensils were brand new, and there was no trace of anyone cooking. Lu Zhenyu remembered that Su Biyao would always cook for him virtuously in the past. Although she hated Shen Muxin's understanding of his habits, she still Will make a dish of his favorite fish.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhenyu felt that this was the perfect home in his mind, but everything was missed.

After reading it, Lu Zhenyu fell on the bed in the master bedroom and fell into a deep sleep.

Although Lu Zhenyu was careful enough when he came back, but as a man of the hour in H city, the scene of him coming back at the airport was still captured by the reporter.

Some headlines even wrote: "Lu Zhenyu, the president of the Lu Group, left behind his pregnant wife for several months. Why did he come back mysteriously at this time?"

There are also some written like this: "It is rumored that the relationship between President Lu and his wife has broken down. I don't know if it is true or not."

Looking at the headlines on the news, Mr. Lu threw the newspaper angrily, and said with a cold snort, "These reporters are really afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and they are talking about these things as if they have seen them with their own eyes."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Lu nestled there and sulked. It was better than going to walk over slowly with his big belly. When he saw the newspaper thrown on the ground, he bent down and picked it up slowly.

Mr. Lu sensed someone approaching, and when he saw that it was Su Biyao, he said with a little panic in his eyes: "Biyao, give me those newspapers, there's nothing to see, go and rest, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, there must be Lots of work to do."

Seeing Mr. Lu's flustered appearance, he was more convinced that there were ghosts in this newspaper than others, so he smiled lightly and said, "It's still morning, I just woke up, what's there to rest for? If I sleep again, I will You'll be fat like a pig."

Mr. Lu looked nervously at the newspaper in Su Biyao's hand, smiled slightly and said, "Didn't you become lethargic after pregnancy? What are you doing so early?"

Su Biyao was still being questioned by Mr. Lu, so she didn't unfold the newspaper to examine it carefully, but just smiled lightly, and replied, "I can't sleep anymore, so I got up."

After finishing speaking, Su Biyao raised her head and looked out the window. It snowed again at some time last night, pure white and strong red intertwined, which was indescribably beautiful.

"It's snowing again." Su Biyao said with a faint smile.

In fact, she quite likes snowing. The snowing season is always poetic, and the whiteness is endless, as if the whole world has been washed clean, making people's hearts pure.

"Yes." Mr. Lu wished to divert Su Biyao's attention, since Lu Zhenyu's affairs could only be handled by him.

He knew that Su Biyao was a sensitive girl, if he saw the nonsense in the newspapers, he might have some other thoughts, so Mr. Lu didn't care that Su Biyao knew that Lu Zhongyu was back, what he cared about was that Su Biyao couldn't see Those bullshit newspapers.

"Push me around." Mr. Lu said with a slight smile.

"Okay, Grandpa." Su Biyao said, and put the newspaper aside, Mr. Lu took the opportunity to wink at the aunt who was standing aside, and the aunt understood and took the newspaper away.

Pushing Mr. Lu out, even though it was icy and snowy outside, with snowflakes falling in the sky, he didn't feel cold at all, because when it snowed, it wasn't the coldest time, but when it had snowed and the sky and the earth were vast. the cold.

Thinking that her child will be born next month, Su Biyao thought of Mr. Lu's profound knowledge and what Lu Zhenyu said, so she pushed Mr. Lu and said, "Grandpa, the child in my stomach will be born next month, how about , give him a name."

After finishing speaking, Su Biyao looked at her stomach, the little guy was really noisy these few days, as if he was doing Tai Chi in his stomach, and there was never a time to stop.

Mr. Lu thought for a while, then smiled lightly, and said, "Biyao, haven't you found out whether the baby in your stomach is a boy or a girl?"

Hearing this, Su Biyao chuckled and said, "Grandpa, then you will be a boy, and each girl will have a name. If the baby is a boy, then use the boy's name; if the baby is a girl, then use the girl's name. "

Mr. Lu smiled softly, and declined, "I'm old and can't keep up with modern thinking. The name I chose is too rustic. Let Zhenyu name it. After all, he is the child's real father."

Hearing this, Su Biyao shook her head with a smile and said, "Grandpa, the name you chose is not good. You can see that Lu Zhenyu and Lu Zhencheng are both good names. I believe in your vision. Besides, Zhenyu has already taken a nickname. We still have to wait for you to finalize it.”

"Oh?" Mr. Lu said with a smile when he heard the words, "When did it happen? What's the name of the song?"

Su Biyao seems to have no feeling for those things, all expressions are just a smile, "Grandpa, that was when I was just pregnant, I took a name called Tongtong, this name, Zhenyu said that both men and women can use it, so I As a nickname."

Hearing the words, old man Lu said with a little reproach: "This Zhenyu is really lazy. Let me think about the name."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Lu lowered his head and began to think. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Boys are called Mingzhe, and girls are called Xiwen. Both have beautiful meanings."

Su Biyao heard the words, thought about it carefully, and couldn't help admiring: "Grandpa, this name is really good. Boys are called Mingzhe, and girls are called Xiwen."

"Grandpa, it's because of me that our family can't be reunited this year." Thinking that Lu Zhenyu hasn't come back, Su Biyao felt a little guilty. After all, people are old, and what they want most is to have children and grandchildren around their knees, especially during the Spring Festival. A festival that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Hearing the words, Mr. Lu shook his hand indifferently and said, "Zhenyu, I understand his temperament, and I can't blame you. Don't say such things again."

Hearing the words, Su Biyao immediately felt how lucky she was to meet someone like Mr. Lu in her life who helped her when she was most difficult, and extended a helping hand when she was most helpless, making her feel that there is nothing wrong with this world. And the warmth like home.

Su Biyao smiled and said: "Grandpa, okay, I won't say such things in the future, I will always treat you as a grandfather and be filial."

"I'm satisfied if you have this kind of heart. I don't ask for anything else. I just hope that the family can be lively. In the future, you must give me a few more big, fat grandchildren. You won't be lonely any more." Old Master Lu looked at Su Biyao and said with a smile full of expectation.

But Su Biyao avoided mentioning Lu Zhenyu, lovingly touched her stomach and said, "Grandpa, I heard people say that giving birth is very painful, such pain once is enough, I don't want to suffer it a second time."

Hearing this, old man Lu laughed out loud twice. The two of them were exactly like grandparents and grandchildren, enjoying themselves in such a harmonious way.

Mr. Lu had had enough of laughing, so he calmed down his smile and said: "Well, you can have as many children as you want. Me, there must be a descendant to inherit the Lu family's family business. This huge Lu family can't afford it." No one will inherit it."