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Chapter 127 You Are Not My Son

Lu Guozhi stared blankly at Nuan Nuan. In his impression, no, to be precise, Nuan Nuan in dreams would never reject someone so directly.

Moreover, there is deep disgust and boredom in his eyes. Does this whole family dislike him?

This realization made Lu Guozhi very hurt for a time.

Although he knew that Lu Jinchuan didn't like him, he didn't make it so obvious, right?

"Did you fail in the exam?" Lu Guozhi asked blankly.

Nuan Nuan pursed his lips and smiled sarcastically, "I disappoint Director Lu. I did very well in the exam."

Lu Guozhi didn't believe it.

He knew that if people like Wen Nuan, who had not even graduated from elementary school, could get into college, then wouldn't everyone be able to get into it?

Especially Wen Juan, who was a serious high school student, but she didn't do well in the exam.

"Ajin," she said to Lu Jinchuan in a crisp voice with a smile, "you just asked me if I was confident about going to college. Of course I am."

"As for refusing you to come to my house for dinner, it's purely because I don't want to see you," Wen Nuan said sarcastically, "Is Director Lu afraid that he has forgotten what happened between our two families during this time?"

"You have forgotten that I haven't forgotten it yet," Wen Nuan glanced at her grandma who was still recovering from her injuries and said sternly, "My grandma is already old and she is in her final years, but your mother came over and told her nonsense

Eight Paths Ichiban."

"Her leg was injured. Director Lu won't forget about it so quickly, right?"

"That incident has passed, and my mother has been punished as she should have been. What else do you want?" Lu Guozhi shouted impatiently.

Wen Nuan was stunned by his behavior.

Memories of past lives flooded my mind again and again.

She slapped Lu Guozhi on the face and said, "If you have conflicts at home, go and resolve them. Why don't you come to our house and yell? You are not my son. Why should I tolerate your temper?"

"

Lu Guozhi was stunned by her slap. He looked at Nuan Nuan blankly, then covered his face and looked at Lu Jinchuan, "Uncle..."

"What uncle?" Wen Wen said with disgust, "You also know that he is your uncle and not your parent. Does such an old man still want to breastfeed you?"

Lu Guozhi's face became even more embarrassed.

Not daring to say another word, he hurriedly ran out of Nuan Nuan's house.

Fortunately, he used to think that Wen Wen was gentle and considerate. Now it seems that neither of the two girls in the Wen family has a good temper. They are all the kind of people with a hot temper and a tendency to domestic violence.

Lu Guozhi first had a fight with Wen Juan, and now he was slapped by Wen Juan. He felt a little decadent. He fled from Lu Jinchuan's house in a daze. He didn't know where he was going for a while.

I don't know what happened, but Zhou Yani's smiling face appeared in my mind.

Thinking of her tender and shy look in front of him, the thoughts popped up in Lu Guozhi's mind again.

If you had married Zhou Yani, would it be different?

But Nuan Nuan didn't know that Lu Guozhi had such thoughts so early. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't take it seriously. He could only say that a dog man is a dog man, and he is always the same bitch.

"What's wrong?" After Lu Guozhi left, seeing Lu Jinchuan looking at her, Wen Nuan felt a little embarrassed. She glanced at him and said with a bit of dissatisfaction, "What? You think I taught your nephew a lesson?"

"That's your nephew too," Lu Jinchuan said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, "He should have taught you the lesson you taught me as an aunt. Just don't hit someone with your hands next time. Find someone who is comfortable with you."

"Well, I think the rolling pin you used last time was good." Lu Jinchuan nodded, "I'll use that next time. It won't hurt my hands."

He spoke seriously, with a serious look on his face. His warmth was lost in his expression, and he burst into laughter.

"Then someone like you can be an uncle?" She smiled, "Besides, who wants to be his elder and teach him a lesson?"

How tiring.

It would be better for her to read more books or cook some delicious food in the backyard during this time.

After saying this, she went to the kitchen to make the sauce, marinated the chopped mutton in the sauce with onions, warmed it, and prepared the fish and shrimp.

Lu Jinchuan, on the other hand, went to the cafeteria to borrow something and came back soon, followed by two helpers, both of whom were temporary workers recruited by the cafeteria.

"There is an oven." Wen Nuan was a little surprised.

"Yes, there is still some charcoal." Lu Jinchuan placed the snakeskin bag in his hand outside the yard.

The oven was borrowed from the cafeteria, and the charcoal was bought with money. The rules must not be broken.

Wen Nuan originally wanted to fillet the fish and make a hot pot, but looking at these belongings, he decided to make a grilled fish.

In the pot, the stewed mutton soup has begun to turn white, and the aroma is fragrant.

Nuan Nuan turned down the heat, and Lu Jinchuan came over to skewer barbecue with her.

When Zhou Jin came over after get off work, he could smell the fragrance from afar and couldn't help but walk faster.

The oven was placed in the backyard of Wen Nuan's house. When Zhou Jin went over, he saw Lu Jinchuan tinkering with the oven. There were two people and a child in the house whom he didn't recognize.

But people knew him, "Dr. Zhou is here."

Zhou Jin nodded.

Lu Jinchuan smiled and introduced, "These are Comrade Zhou Xiaohong and Comrade Zhao Jianshe, Zhao Xiaomao's parents."

Zhou Jin understood, and with a warm smile, he made some mutton soup for a few people, "It's cold outside, let's drink some mutton soup to warm ourselves up, and we'll eat later."

Lu Jinchuan had cut up the meat of the lamb leg, skewered some of it into mutton skewers and grilled it, and cut some into slices for shabu-shabu later. The lamb bones had been simmering in a big pot all afternoon, and the soup was thick and white.

Sprinkled with chopped green onion and coriander, it looks very tempting. After a bowl of hot soup, your whole body will feel comfortable.

"Xiaomao, don't move." Zhou Xiaohong patted her son's hand.

"Sister-in-law, it's okay," Wen Nuan smiled, picked some meat from the bones and handed it to Zhao Xiaomao, "Eat it."

In this era of poverty, let alone children who are hungry for meat, even adults can't help but salivate when they see the meat and vegetables on this table.

"Save some room for barbecue later," Wen Nuan smiled and touched Zhao Xiaomao's head, "eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."

Zhao Xiaomao nodded casually, but he did not eat first. Instead, he brought the meat to Mrs. Zhao, "Grandma, you eat first."

Such a sensible child.

Zhao smiled and picked up a piece, then gave it to his parents.

Both of them blushed.

I didn't expect Nuan Nuan to ask them to come for dinner, and it would be such a sumptuous meal.

After the meal was finished, several people couldn't help but touch their bellies.

For the first time in my life, I felt extremely satisfied with eating to my heart’s content.

They were so happy after eating this meal.

But at this time, something big happened in Sancha Village.

Wang Huahua fell ill.

Stroke.


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