Uncertain age difference

173.

Ning Huang worked so hard to cover up the truth for nearly an hour, and it disappeared under the light kiss of Lu Chen, an idiot.

He pulled Lu Chen fiercely.

Lu Chen was startled, raised his eyes, and finally saw that there seemed to be a person sitting in the living room.

See it.

Ning Huang muttered in his heart, idiot, your mother is here, so you still have to kiss her.

But as soon as he thought of Lu's mother's gaze, he suddenly felt guilty, closed his eyes, and prepared for the upcoming family battle.

The scene could already be traced in his mind.

It is no less than Mars hitting the earth, a nuclear war.

The sky collapsed and the water flowed backwards.

But he didn't want to, Lu Chen just nodded slightly, and said softly, "Mom, you're here."

Lu's mother said, "Well, let's take a look."

……Um?No quarrel?

The little hedgehog opened his eyes again.

His eyes flicked back and forth between Lu Chen and Lu's mother several times, and a big question mark almost appeared above his head.

In short -

His memory is not really pirated, is it?

Lu Chen glanced at Ning Huang with a sullen smile, and picked up the things on the ground. They were bacon and duck eggs from an old shop in the small town, and some expensive supplements. They were stuffed into several big bags, and they were a bit heavy to lift.

She smiled and said, "Thank you Mom, you don't need to bring anything next time."

"I don't lack anything here."

Lu's mother said, "It's rare to come to see you, and it's always hard to come empty-handed."

The question mark above Ning Huang's head is getting bigger and bigger.

Boss Lu's tone and attitude were polite and alienated, but not so cold that he didn't know what the current situation was like.

Is this... you know, or don't you know?

Lu Chen saw the child's embarrassment and loss, hooked the corners of his mouth, squeezed his hand lightly, and said softly, "Assistant An said that there is a contract to be used today. Study room, help me find it, she will come and get it later."

Ning Huang looked up at him and raised his eyebrows.

Lu Chen scratched his palm again with a smile.

Ning Huang's hair was about to stand on end: in front of his mother's face! ! !

Does this person want to lose face?

Ning Huang wanted to swear, but he caught sight of Mother Lu out of the corner of his eye, and swallowed it again, with a low "hmm".

I went into the house to find the file that didn't exist at all.

Anyway, since Lu Chen still remembers playing hooligans, he probably doesn't need his help.

Ning Huang confirmed the news and finally escaped from this terrible scene.

Before closing the door, I saw Lu Chen sitting on the other end of the sofa, several body distances away from Mother Lu, and asked politely, "How is your family?"

Lu's mother lowered her eyelids and said, "Your dad and I are both at this age, and we're both retired. There's nothing wrong with that."

The atmosphere is sluggish and cold.

It pricks people, which makes people uncomfortable.

Ning Huang's hand paused.

Still closed the door.

174

Mother Lu didn't stay for long, about an hour or so, she got up and was about to leave.

Ning Huang found a comic book in the room to read, and before reading half of it, he was about to see off the guests.

She poked her head out and saw that Lu's mother had already picked up the handbag when she brought it, and was already standing at the door, and Lu Chen was also standing beside her.

It doesn't seem like a good idea not to give one away.

But when he really stood over to see off the guests, Ning Huang couldn't hold back another word.

Half a day said: "...don't you have dinner?"

Mother Lu froze for a moment, glanced at him, then at Lu Chen, shook her head, and said, "No, I have other arrangements tonight."

He said, "Oh."

Shouldn't you be more polite at this time?

Ning Huang thought hard, and finally choked out a sentence, saying, "Eat salt-baked chicken tonight."

……

The air was so quiet.

Ning Huang began to doubt himself. When chatting with elders, he is a genius who can talk to death.

Just like that, I heard Lu Chen muffled a laugh.

Ning Huang gouged him out bitterly, scolding him secretly that it would be fine if he didn't help, and he was still gloating.

After gouging it out, I remembered that this person's mother was still in front of me, so I quickly looked away.

Lu Chen's smile remained at the corner of his mouth all this time, but it finally spread out, crushed and settled in his eyes.

Finally, he still couldn't bear to watch him being foolishly embarrassed, took up the topic, and asked, "Do you want to stay in a hotel now, do you want me to see you off?"

Mother Lu shook her head and said, "...I rented a car and will go back tomorrow."

Lu Chen asked: "Is there enough money at home?"

Lu's mother's expression faintly flashed a trace of embarrassment, and said, "It's enough."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Just tell me if it's not enough."

Mother Lu nodded.

After a while, he asked again: "Aren't you going home to celebrate the New Year this year?"

Lu Chen shook his head and said, "I won't go back, be careful on the road."

As he said that, regardless of the little hedgehog struggling in a panic, he grabbed Ning Huang's hand as if nothing had happened.

Mother Lu glanced at him lightly, then at Ning Huang, nodded, then turned and left.

175.

It wasn't until the door closed that Ning Huang wrenched his hand out of Lu Chen's.

He cursed and said, "Lu Chen, do you look at me?"

Boss Lu stretched his waist in a heartless manner, and said, "Okay, I can make salt-baked chicken and salt-baked shrimp for you."

Ning Huang rolled his eyes at him, wondering if he was guilty of guilt, and ran to the balcony anxiously, watching the back of Lu's mother leaving from upstairs.

In fact, it can be seen that Lu's mother's clothes are more than one level compared with the memories of a few years ago, and even the back has a lot of confidence. I don't know if it is the changes that Boss Lu brought to the family.

Ning Huang propped his chin and looked at it for a while.

I found a taller figure coming from a distance, a man in his sixties, with gray temples, squinting his eyes, he always felt that the outline was somewhat familiar.

Stand shoulder to shoulder with Mother Lu.

Ning Huang recognized it right away. It should be Lu Chen's father. Judging from his body shape and dress, he is an old-fashioned and stubborn type.

How could such a serious and reticent pair of parents give birth to Lu Chen, who has a good temper and a bad stomach?

After a while, I thought again, since Papa Lu came, didn't anyone come up?

Ning Huang looked at it, frowned, turned his head and said "Hello".

But he found that Boss Lu had already put on a cream-yellow apron and was seriously handling the ingredients in the kitchen.

Ning Huang stepped on the slippers again, and ran over with a "deng, deng, deng".

The chicken is bought and processed in the supermarket.

Shrimp were alive and kicking in black plastic bags.

Boss Lu took out the ingredients that Lu's mother sent one by one, with a touch of nostalgia in his eyes, and said softly: "The bacon my mother sent is from the bacon shop in the old East Street. I don't know if you have eaten it."

When Ning Huang was interrupted, he followed and said, "I may have eaten there, but I can't remember which restaurant."

Otherwise, Ning Huang almost forgot that both of them grew up studying in Changhai City.

It's just that his middle school was mediocre at the time, and Lu Chen probably went to the best high school.

Boss Lu said, "Then I'll cut some tonight, and you can try it."

As he spoke, he handed him a pair of scissors and a steel basin of shrimp, and said, "Help me cut the tails of the shrimp a bit shorter."

Ning Huang let out an "oh", held the scissors, and said, "It's so short."

Boss Lu's scissors clicked, cut a demonstration case for him, and said with a smile: "Be careful, don't hurt your hands."

"I'm not that stupid." Ning Huang snorted and picked up a shrimp.

Haven't had time to start yet.

The shrimp body bounced violently.

Ning Huang's hand trembled, and the shrimp was thrown aside with a "click".

Ning Huang frowned and said in disgust, "Why is it still jumping?

Boss Lu laughed for a long time, picked up the shrimp on the ground, rinsed it with water, threw it back into the basin, and said, "You're going to cut it, of course it's going to jump."

Ning Huang thought, good guy, he is really so stupid.

His ears were red, he frowned and cut off three or two carefully, and showed it to Boss Lu, and he continued to cut after getting approval.

The scissors clicked and clicked.

Boss Lu was cutting side dishes.Kitchen knives and chopping boards were also rattling.

The kitchen window was open, and it was unknown where the smell of fireworks was coming from, so Ning Huang sniffed it.It seems that the house next door is making braised pork. It is sweet and fragrant, and I can't help smelling it a few more times.

He asked Lu Chen, and said, "Let's cook braised pork sometime, the kind with rock sugar."

Lu Chen smiled sullenly, and said, "The salt-baked chicken hasn't been put into the pot yet, so I'm thinking about braised pork."

"Little uncle, are you a little too quick to change your mind?"

Ning Huang was also a little embarrassed, but suddenly remembered what he wanted to ask before.

He asked in a low voice, "Lu Chen, your mother...knows?"

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "Know what?"

Ning Huang's ears turned red, and he always felt a little embarrassed when he said this, so he whispered, "Do you know...we two...are on good terms?"

He didn't dare to look up at Lu Chen, so he lowered his head and slowly cut the shrimp.

It was dusk outside the kitchen window, and there was a pink-purple glow in the distance.

Silky, hooked, wrapped around.

Lu Chen hooked the corner of his mouth and said, "Got it."

Ning Huang was obviously taken aback, and repeated after him foolishly, saying, "Got it?"

Lu Chen laughed and said: "Your 30-year-old bachelor son came out of the closet early, refused to talk to friends, bought a house and didn't live in it by himself, and lived in a man's house every day. Do you think she knows?"

How could Lu's mother have no idea.

So then I just said it

Ning Huang moved his lips and said, "Then, is she not angry with you?"

Lu Chen said: "The time to be angry is long gone."

After a while, Lu Chen asked, "Did you just see my dad downstairs?"

Ning Huang let out a "huh".

Lu Chen smiled and said, "He's still angry."

"But I'm also used to it."

"Time will bring many problems, and it will also make many problems no longer a problem." Lu Chen lowered his head and cut vegetables, and said slowly, "Little uncle, you told me so before."

Ning Huang let out an "oh".

I thought to myself why I was talking around all over the place.

Lu Chen had already started cooking, and the kitchen was gradually steaming with heat. Ning Huang was thinking about something by the side.

Lu Chen didn't interrupt his train of thought.

Just after a while.

Suddenly, Ning Huang looked at him with eyebrows furrowed, and muttered, "Fortunately, your father is still angry."

He said, what's wrong?

Ning Huang muttered, "If he doesn't get angry, what should I call him?"

He didn't even know how to address Lu Chen's mother.

He was originally a relative who was always abducted, and a peer who couldn't get along with him. If he abducted his son, he might have to call him father if he didn't come to the door?

——This is a big loss!

Lu Chen couldn't hold back, shrugged his shoulders for a while, but a smile trickled out of his eyes.

Said: "Indeed, fortunately."