President Lu's sweet wife

Chapter 92 092 Her Ink
Lu Zhiyuan took a mouthful of porridge: "Who?"

"It should be my grandma."

Lu Zhiyuan looked at her, rubbed his arm against her sleeve, and kept his hand side by side with her, before searching for this person in his memory: "Didn't you pick him up last time?"

Gu Cici took the spoon and stirred the porridge: "No, I don't like her very much."

Lu Zhiyuan withdrew his hand: "She asked you to drop out of school?"

"No feelings, she just said hers. In fact, she has been in the imperial city, but I have never seen her. My grandma is a legend in our family. It has always existed, and no one has seen it. She seems to be in the city when she was not married. A very rich family in Dicheng worked as a nanny. After getting married, she stayed at home for a year and never went back. Moreover, she never wanted me to come here to study. She thought that I should get married after graduating from high school. She has her own career. With such a strong heart, it’s strange to think that I should not go to school in my hometown. Therefore, I don’t think we will get too close in the future.”

Lu Zhiyuan held her hand.

"Relax, let's eat."

"She shouldn't let you go to school." Lu Zhiyuan looked at her seriously.

"Yeah, how did I meet you when I didn't go to school..."

"No, you are worth it if you don't meet me."

The ancient words teased his slightly long hair, and put his forehead against his forehead: "You treat everyone like you, and you think I'm the best."

Lu Zhiyuan felt that there was no doubt about it: "Can you not go to school?"

Gu Cici asked him to look at the drawing board next to him, and the mobile phone holder that Shen Guangyao had just set up: "Two masters, the homework has been arranged, do you think they let me be lazy?"

"Have you decided to follow Professor Yang?"

"He's quite cute." Although his painting skills are mediocre.

"He likes your paintings very much."

"Why don't you say that he was overwhelmed by my charm?"

Lu Zhiyuan didn't say anything.

"Okay, let's eat, why is your stomach so bad? Aren't you taking care of your health every day? Developing it like this? Did you bring it in your womb?"

Lu Zhiyuan avoided the serious ones: "It's just a little uncomfortable, they exaggerated."

In other words, he can't eat spicy food, not because he is hypocritical, but because his body doesn't allow it: "Whether they exaggerate or not, you can live for three days honestly."

The team of doctors headed by Dr. Zhao is considering taking advantage of Mr. Lu's cooperation to give him a 24-hour EEG test.

……

"Aunt Gu, where did you go today?" Ye Man went into the kitchen to serve a plate of fruit.

Qian Yuzhi accidentally cut his hand when he heard the words.

Ye Man hurried over: "Are you okay? Aunt Lin, Band-Aid."

"I scratched it just now, accidentally, it's not serious."

"Don't touch the water for a few days."

"Thank you young lady."

Qian Yuzhi sent the young lady away, and looked at the house she had lived in for so many years, why couldn't it be hers, it was almost successful, as long as there was no such person.

Inside the Song family's study.

Wearing glasses, Song Moshan zoomed in on Lao Yang's circle of friends, and found the one he wanted to see from among the homework he posted.

Among the densely packed pictures, he saw what he wanted to see at a glance. Yes, the grass under the trees by the Mingxin Lake and the geese flying on the lake are especially vivid. It is interesting to show the interest in the small details, and it is really interesting to see the momentum from the overall situation.

how to say?Very much to his liking.

Although Professor Yang's use of the word is bad, it is indeed useful-spirituality.Her work is very spiritual, which is not for everyone.

Originally, the second child of his family also had a hard time, but unfortunately, he broke his leg and did not enter this business, and the remaining children and grandchildren were more or less inferior to the second child.

Song Moshan soon found out that Lao Yang had posted another piece of student work, complete with words—a handsome guy in Aitu's writing.

Song Moshan felt unhappy for a while, he was not serious, such a young man was troublesome enough, and he was guided in that direction, not to mention that figure paintings buried her, she should focus on landscapes.

But... Song Moshan looked at this picture of the figure, and it seemed to be very vivid. This kid from the Lu family did look a little good-looking, and he also had the feeling of a businessman.

This is not the point, the point is that he wants to see her landscape painting, why does the painting by the lake use powder and ink.

"What are you looking at? I've been swiping with my phone for hours." Grandma Song came in with fruit.

"I didn't see anything, where is Wanwan, are you back?" Song Moshan pressed save, thought for a while, and the figure painting was also saved.

"I'm back, I'm in my room."

"Don't spoil her too much."

Grandma Song didn't want to listen: "She was fine at first, those people deliberately stimulated her, and the children nowadays, it's not nice to speak one by one."

"If she hadn't talked so much about this matter at the beginning, it was so bad that people looked at her coldly. As for those people stepping on her so much later, she must have talked nonsense outside."

How could Grandma Song not know, but who would have thought that Zheng Qiu's reluctance to be soft and hard is a matter of good for you, me, and everyone: "It's better for her not to have any children and grandchildren who want to learn painting from you."

"Okay, you have a heart as big as a needle."

"Say something to me, you can say it to Wanwan, how dare you."

……

Professor Yang felt that after the apprentice banquet, there were a lot of likes in the circle of friends, all of which were messages asking him to post more, and he did not hide it. There will be a "Sunset" themed manuscript in two days. He has read the draft of Cici , Majestic atmosphere, let them open their eyes when the time comes.

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"Is the ancient Cici here?"

"Auntie, I'm not here."

"Why aren't you here?"

"The tasks in the department can't tell for a few days."

"Can you tell me where they are, and I'll go find them myself?"

"Run around the imperial city, not necessarily where."

Qian Yuzhi's good self-cultivation is almost exhausted: "I handed over people to your school, and this is how your school explained to parents!"

"You are the child's..."

Qian Yuzhi came out with a headache and could only call his daughter-in-law again, but he couldn't get through at all.

……

"She's here again? Well, thanks, I see." So often?What are you going to do?
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Today is the day for the Song family to have dinner together. The youngest daughter and uncle who are on leave to raise a baby are here.

Song Xing, Song Yue and brother-in-law were talking about the latest situation on the balcony.

Ye Man accompanied her sister-in-law to appease her after pregnancy.

Song Yanyan was a little impatient, she was annoyed by this sister-in-law, she was annoyed by her when she was not married to her elder brother, they were about the same age, why should everything go well for her.

(End of this chapter)