Chapter 434

Lu Zhengkang sits on the wooden reclining chair on the east wall of the living room. The kitchen is in the north. His mother is playing with the dishwasher, but the machine is out of repair and inconvenient to operate. Sun Hui slaps the machine and it goes on strike. Helpless, can only hand wash.

Adults are all living in experience. Washing dishes with detergent and sink is obviously beyond Comrade Sun Hui's knowledge. Therefore, she is very clumsy. She is no longer able and succinct. Lu Zhengkang looks at her back and finds it very interesting.

Lu Xuefeng went out for about ten minutes. The courtyard of shuimen is called the sun farm. In the past two months, he could see yellow rice on the ground. Now there are several bamboo baskets with dried goods, dried bamboo shoots, fish fillets and daylily, and a basket of sun dried soybeans hanging from the balcony ceiling.

The old man turned around in the yard, looked up at the sky, and then turned over the dried vegetables. He looked at the living room in the yard, but he didn't choose to come in again. So he went to the sundries room in the southeast corner of the yard, took a nylon basket, pinched a pair of scissors, and went out of the door.

Sun Hui washed the rice bowl, put the leftovers into the fresh-keeping bag and put them in the refrigerator.

When she returned to the living room, she saw her son scribbling his mobile phone carelessly again. The sunlight in winter was dazzling. He passed through the narrow door and fainted on the marble tiles. Lu Zhengkang hid in the place where the reflection couldn't reach. He half pulled his shoulder to be illuminated. His legs were set on the chair. He leaned over and looked like a cat.

"Son, let me tell you something."

Lu Zhengkang's heart clattered for a moment. When will his parents talk in such a deliberative tone? Of course, it's time to pit children.

"Don't listen, don't listen..."

In a rage, sun Hui uses her hands stained with the oil of the plate to pull Lu Zhengkang's face. "If you don't listen, you have to listen!"

"Ow --!" Lu Zhengkang screamed like a pig.

Sun Hui reluctantly released her hand, and quickly rubbed her son's face, "no pain, no pain, good health."

Lu Zhengkang was broken into a pool of decadent tire skin by his mother's eyes, and flowed to the chair without any movement.

"Your father and I have been busy recently. It's time for you and your grandfather to spend a few days. You're going to stay here for two weeks, OK?"

Lu Zhengkang pulled the corner of his mouth, relatives trusteeship, childhood a big sorrow.

"Good. I like granddad... "

Sun Hui smiles very reluctantly and holds her son in her arms. She turns and sits on the reclining chair. The corner of her eye is suddenly dazzled by the reflection on the marble tiles. She can't help but lie on her back. Her posture is not different from that of Lu Zhengkang.

Lu Zhengkang was feeling his mother's chest, the chest of an adult woman. He knew that he had been lying in his mother's arms to receive breast-feeding. With reverence, he felt his navel itching slightly. Once there was an umbilical cord connecting his mother's placenta.

The mother's blood milk is surging in the baby's body cavity, like a warm water bed. Lu Zhengkang now knows clearly that he has an inseparable relationship with this female human named sun Hui. Although the umbilical cord is broken, the thread of such a paper kite is always in the hands of his mother.

The fear hidden in his memory slowly faded away. Lu Zhengkang seemed to rise from the bottom of the water to the surface, and finally he could breathe.

"Mom, when are you leaving?" He asked vaguely.

"Just a little more." Sun Hui put her hand around her son's back and pressed her eyes. She was very proud of her plan, but now she is very uncertain. Especially after seeing Lu Xuefeng, such a social trust level old man really won't have a bad impact on her child? But the child's filial piety has been cultivated since childhood. Why don't you take him to my uncle's house? That's too far.

The reason why Lu Zhengkang has never heard of Lu Xuefeng is that, firstly, he is lonely. Secondly, he is not allowed to use the Internet. His rights and interests in the virtual world are very small. In addition to using the agricultural intelligent equipment, only the Internet payment is commonly used. He does not know what specific restrictions are involved, which involves a very complex set of algorithms.

The level of social trust is actually standing on the edge of society. He can't even have his own personal intelligence. For this reason, sun Hui didn't bring her brother with her this time.

Sun Hui has only seen Lu Xuefeng for a few times. In the words of Lu Tingchu and her husband Lu Jiande, sun Hui is a man who dares to love and hate. He is frank and honest. He has almost no shortcomings except his old mouth smeared with honey. However, he is such a man that he failed to pass the second level social credit certificate.

Like many of the older generation, Lu Xuefeng was abandoned by the times.

Sun Hui gathered in Lu Zhengkang's ear and gently told him to be polite and not to disrespect his grandfather. But if he felt wronged, he would send an email immediately. The next step is to fold the quilt and do the dishes as much housework as you can.

A thick cloud in the sky covered the sun. Lu Xuefeng came back with a basket on his back, just like the background effect of the demon king. When he stood at the door of the living room, the room became dark.

Sun Hui quickly put her son on the ground, stood up and went to the old man to help unload his basket.

Lu Xuefeng waved his hand. He twisted it a little, and the basket fell down. As soon as he saw that it was about to fall to the ground, he grabbed his finger and pulled it. It slowed down and landed on the floor steadily.Lu Zhengkang went to the basket and looked inside. It was a basket of mushrooms, such as Flammulina velutipes, Pleurotus eryngii, Lentinus edodes, winter mushrooms, and Tricholoma matsutake. It must have been picked in the breeding shed.

Modern mechanical countryside has technology to simulate the natural environment, and off-season vegetables have become commonplace. Even as a term panicked by the public, it gradually fades down. Modern people's vegetable baskets are complete all year round. There has never been such a saying that vegetables and fruits are out of stock.

The old man laughed, very unnatural, and even quite frightening, "at night to eat mushroom hot pot for this little skin cub."

Lu Zhengkang's intuition tells him that Lu Xuefeng doesn't like them very much, maybe because of a sense of estrangement? It's said that the old man is next generation, but he is like an iceberg, only showing a little bit of politeness.

"Grandfather, I'm sorry to trouble you. I'll go first."

Lu Xuefeng nodded, "OK, you go."

Sun Hui squatted down for the last time, hugged her son and confided in his ear, "Mom's gone, you're here well, don't miss home."

Lu Zhengkang obediently replied, "yes.".

Sun Hui left. On the pickup, she received an e-mail from her husband, "is it arranged by her son?"

For a moment, she was so sad that she stopped her car by the side of the road and called Lu Jiande to scold him. Then she burst into tears.

Here, Lu Xuefeng coughed and said to Lu Zhengkang, "here, let me show you the bedroom."

Lu Zhengkang squinted, "good, good."

The sky is still gloomy. Is there snow tonight?