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The last sentence had already been said with a serious tone.

Ning Qing coughed dryly to ease his nervousness, "Mom, when we came back, it was snowing heavily outside and this house was just released. There were no dishes at all, so we could only buy some."

Mrs. Lu made an 'oh' sound as she understood the situation. She also felt that her tone just now was too serious.

"Right, where's my dad?"

"He hasn't woken up yet."

The Mrs. Lu said, and walked around Ning Qing, towards the side.

The room was clean, and the arrangement here seemed to be much better than the courtyard in Han Village. It seemed that her son had lived quite well, so she was relieved.

When the Mrs. Lu left the front yard, Hu Yuehong was feeding the chickens in the yard.

When Hu Yuehong saw an unfamiliar woman coming out from the house, his curiosity was piqued.

"Hello, Aunt."

Seeing that someone had greeted her, Mrs. Lu revealed a simple and honest smile: "Big sis, are you sweeping the floor?"

Hu Yuehong stood with one hand on his broom, and swept over his originally tall appearance, "Aunt, I have never seen you before, what is your relationship with Battalion Commander Lu?"

Mrs. Lu was puzzled. "Battalion Commander Lu?" Then he explained, "My son is called Lu Qingyao."

"Ah?" So it's Aunt Lu. My eyes can't help but look. "

Seeing Hu Yuehong being so enthusiastic, Mrs. Lu was sure that the Battalion Commander Lu that the woman was referring to was her son, Lu Qingyao.

On the other side, when Lu Qingyao returned with the two children, he saw his mother and Hu Yuehong chatting passionately at the entrance from afar.

The two children saw it too.

Xiangjun raised his head, and looked at Lu Qingyao inquiringly: "Father, why does grandmother want to talk to Aunt Hu?"

Lu Qingyao patted his head, her eyes were deep, and her emotions were unclear, so what she said did not matter, "They probably talked about each other."

Isn't it?

When Hu Yuehong and Mrs. Lu said that there was something Ning Qing did wrong, father and son walked in.

Seeing that, Hu Yuehong immediately laughed: "Aiyo, every time I see Battalion Commander Lu busily going in and out of here, when Sister Ning is sitting like a little ancestor, I am thinking, how great a marriage is for a sister. Unlike my Old An, I don't need to do anything when I return, and just lie there like an old man. "

Mrs. Lu's smile was frozen on his face, his fists clenched tightly.

When Ning Qing was in the Ning Village, Mrs. Lu had heard of him. Since he was a princess and was raised in the family, she did not expect him to be this diligent in his work, but at least she had to make a move on him! If she didn't come today, then who knows how her son would be bullied by this Ning Family Third Girl!

Her son didn't earn much money, so how could he go grocery shopping every day? If only she knew that her son was having such a hard time, she would have brought some dishes with her even if she were to fall out with the two elders from the Lu family.

Hu Yuehong was an expert at sowing discord. Although Mrs. Lu had a smile on his face, he had a very ugly smile on it. He knew that he had achieved his goal.

When she saw Lu Qingyao bringing the two children to the door, she smiled and said her goodbyes, "Aunt, I won't talk to you for now, the two people from my family are about to come back, I need to hurry back to cook dinner for them."

"Mm, goodbye."

After Hu Yuehong left, Mrs. Lu turned his head and saw the three people of his father and son enter. He shouted in joy, "Son, you're back! Come, come, come in. Are you tired? "

Lu Qingyao patted the back of the two children and said to Mrs. Lu. "Mom, I've been like this for so many years.

The two children stammered out, "Milk, Grandma."

Then, without even looking at what the two adults were up to, he rushed into the house and said, "Mom, we're back."

Ning Qing was in the middle of choosing dishes in the house by himself, and upon hearing the child's call, he put down the food in his hands, when he saw someone running in, and Xiangdang closing the kitchen door.

The woman looked at them with a puzzled expression and said, "It's great that you're back. One of you will help me light the fire while the other will help me to choose dishes."

Xiangdang looked around worriedly and whispered, "Mom, I just saw Grandma and Aunt Hu chatting happily."

Ning Qing did not feel that there was anything wrong with that, and pouted, "We met after we went out, it's normal for the two of us to have a chat."

She was just curious, Hu Yuehong was someone who had good eyes, how could he talk to her mother-in-law for so long? Well, did the sun come up from the west?

Xiangjun was anxious: "That Aunt Hu has always been a problem. Mommy, she has always disliked you, aren't you afraid she will sue you?"

Ning Qing knew that the two children were worried about her and smiled: "I have your father. If the two of you really need to worry about me, then help me choose the dishes so that we can eat on time."

And on this side, outside the door.

Mrs. Lu blocked Lu Qingyao at the door, his eyes filled with pain: "Son, why are you thinner? What is Ning Qing doing? As a wife, what is she doing everyday if she doesn't know how to take good care of her husband? "

The man was speechless. He had clearly gained weight. This was his mother's psychological effect. She must have heard the whispers of others.

"Mom, can we talk after we enter my body full of mud?"

A few minutes later.

Mrs. Lu watched as Lu Qingyao returned to his room to change into clean clothes, then saw him take the basin to wash his clothes.

She quickly stood up and chased after him.

"Son, you wash all your clothes by yourself? Where's your wife? "Don't you care?"

As Lu Qingyao poured water from the well, he replied helplessly, "Mom, my wife is cooking."

"What's wrong with cooking? Husband's clothes? Husband's laundry? Is she going to be able to cook? "

When Mrs. Lu saw his son defending Ning Qing like this, the dissatisfaction in his heart instantly magnified, and he felt a little regretful that his son had married that ancestor.

Lu Qingyao picked up the soaphorn and started rubbing it, "Mom, my wife and I are always together like this …"

Before he even finished speaking, Mrs. Lu had already rolled up his sleeves and pushed him away.

Mrs. Lu's face was cold, his heart aching as he said: "You're just being honest, I told you to treat your wife well, and you directly did all the work?"

Lu Qingyao felt tired. He knew that the Mrs. Lu could not treat him the same way he treated her, he knew that if he explained too much at this time, she would not listen to him either.

"Then, then I'll go cook for my wife."

"Go."

An extremely stiff answer.

When Lu Qingyao walked into the kitchen, he saw Ning Qingzheng handling the fish. The two children had their heads buried in the fire, no one had any intention to bother with him.

The man walked to Ning Qing's side and asked: "Wifey, what are you preparing to do?"

"Red Braised Fish."

"I'll help you."

"Oh? You should go out first so that you won't be burdened. "

"…"

Lu Qingyao wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

This strange atmosphere did not dissipate until dinner time.

After eating dinner, when Lu Qingyao was preparing to go wash the dishes, the two children volunteered themselves and brought the dishes to the kitchen.

Mrs. Lu's expression slowed down, and he said to Lu Qingyao: "Son, the two children you have raised are pretty discerning."

Lu Qingyao facepalmed with a bit of helplessness, "Mom, I told you earlier, these two children are my two biological sons. When you said these words, it wasn't good to be influenced by those people from the army."

"Isn't that the only thing I'm saying? "What, you became a Battalion Commander and your body became tough, do you not want your mother anymore?"

Lu Qingyao finally understood why his mother was acting so weird tonight.

When Lu Guoyi heard his wife mention the Battalion Commander, his hand that was smoking dry smoke trembled, "Son, you became a officer?"

Lu Qingyao nodded.

"Then isn't your subsidy a little too much?" Lu Guoyi asked happily.

For a moment, everyone in the room had a different look on their faces.