sir, we don't know each other well

Chapter 64

Lu Zhuoer often exercises on weekdays, and his physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people. This time he fell ill because he caught a cold. Under Li Xiaomo's careful care, the next day he was able to get rid of yesterday's fever, top-heavy, and various discomforts. After eating the loving breakfast of my daughter-in-law, I feel refreshed.

After breakfast, he volunteered to wash the dishes, while Li Xiaomo leaned against the door of the kitchen amusedly, watching him, who is 1.9 meters tall, wearing a plaid apron, typing on the keyboard on weekdays, writing out a slender description of each function and system. At this moment, the fingers are soaked in the foam of dish soap, plain and real.

If love is romantic, it means that love has just begun; if love is painful, it means love is about to separate;

Life is so long, two people are together, how can there be so long romance and surprises, real happiness is always by your side, the family is short, the plainness of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, and the familiarity of growing old with you.

When Si Ge called, Fifth Young Master Lu was doing his weekly routine purchases in the supermarket.

"Xiao Wu, are you feeling better?"

Lu Zhuoer was pushing the cart with one hand and holding the phone with the other, his eyes were still locked on the picky woman in front of him.

"Well, fourth brother, thank you for bringing Xiao An here yesterday."

"Yes, I don't dare to accept Fifth Young Master's thank you." You may have dug a hole for me to jump into.

"Let's get down to business." Facing other people, Lu Zhuoer replied to the calm and reserved person. After so many years of childhood, he didn't think that Si Ge only called him to ask him if he was healthy.

If he cared about his body, he would ask more directly, "Fifth Master Lu, are you still going to harm the world?"

"Haha, Fifth Young Master, you know the details." Si Ge held back his joking tone: "That guy Mao Hai just came back from Tibet yesterday, and he made an appointment with me at two o'clock this afternoon, do you want to come over?"

Lu Zhuoer looked at the time: "OK, you send the address to my phone."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhuoer saw that there were a lot of food in the cart, most of them were fresh fruits, not many of them, but they were all his favorites.

Thinking of that little woman facing his half-empty refrigerator in the morning and scolding him.

Just looking at her like this, a gentle and doting smile appeared on the bottom of his eyes and around his lips at the same time.

Standing 1.9 meters tall, he stands out in the crowd. With his profound and handsome face like a banished fairy and his drowning smile, the little girls in the supermarket often look sideways.

And the phone and text messages beeped a few times, and Lu Zhuoer saw two text messages that came in almost at the same time on the phone, and the faint smile finally spread to the whole face.

Throwing two large bags of items into the trunk, Li Xiaomo looked at the rapidly retreating street scene, but suddenly realized: "Where are we going?"

Lu Zhuoer turned his head and glanced at her: "Today I can eat the dishes cooked by grandpa, and I will take you to eat real delicacies in the world."

Sure enough, Li Xiaomo's eyes lit up. The last time she ate the meal cooked by Aunt Hui, who was said to have passed down the true craftsmanship of Mr. Fu, she had been thinking about it for a long time. I don't know how to taste the food I cook in the kitchen.

"Isn't grandpa not in charge anymore?" She remembered that Lu Zhuoer told him last time that grandpa has been a hands-off shopkeeper since he passed all the skills to Huixin.

"The old man cooks depending on his mood. Hongwen just sent me a text message saying that the old man is in a good mood today. He has already ordered today's dishes. I don't know who the table is reserved for today. It's really a blessing."

Li Xiaomo was already familiar with the road this time, and when he entered the yard, he saw Hongwen setting the tableware in the East Wing. Seeing them, the young man showed joy, "Fifth Brother, Sister Xiaomo, you are here."

Xiao Mo greeted him with a smile, and Hui Xin, who was preparing in the kitchen, also came out after hearing the sound, and smiled kindly: "Xiao Wu brought your daughter-in-law here again?"

Xiaomo smiled in embarrassment, but Lu Zhuoer smiled mischievously: "Aunt Hui, what are you going to do today?"

"Stinky boy, you can be picky. Today, the old man cooks himself. I'm afraid some little traitor will tip you off."

Lu Zhuoer laughed, and simply yelled into the kitchen: "Grandpa, I had a fever all day yesterday, let's eat something light today." While speaking, his voice was still a little hoarse.

But a mid-air voice came out from the kitchen: "Sorry, this store doesn't accept orders. You can eat whatever you want. If it doesn't work, you should change places."

Fifth Young Master Lu got a bad nose, and Li Xiaomo smiled and pushed him to help Hongwen, while she pulled her hair and followed Aunt Hui into the kitchen. This was a rare opportunity to steal a teacher, how could she miss it.

Even though Mr. Fu was not polite at all, when Li Xiaomo and Lu Zhuoer sat at the small stone table under the patio in the inner courtyard, the table was still balanced with meat, vegetables, salty and light.

Duck-flavored glutinous rice and lotus root, stir-fried kale, kale in ginger sauce, mandarin fish in milk soup, sea cucumber soup with wild mushrooms, simple four dishes and one soup, but just looking at the color makes people twitch their index fingers.

The old man walked over with his hands behind his back, approached, and knocked the pipe in his hand on Lu Zhuoer's head: "It doesn't matter whether you're sitting, or whether you're eating or not."

Li Xiaomo has not moved since she was a child. Her parents taught her that when she is in other people's homes, the host does not eat at the table, so as a guest, she should not move her chopsticks first.

Seeing Li Xiaomo stand up, Mr. Fu waved his hand: "Girl, you don't have to be so polite, we are all family members, so feel free." He said with a sideways glance at his grandson who was still smiling.

Li Xiaomo waited for Mr. Fu to sit down before taking his seat.

"Grandpa, where are Aunt Hui and Hongwen?" Li Xiaomo looked out.

"They entertain the guests first, and then eat later, girl, let's eat."

Mr. Fu already ate little, so after eating a little, he watched the two children in front of him eat.

Lu Zhuoer has been sick for the past two days and feels that his vitality has been greatly weakened. At this time, he ate the familiar taste since he was a child, and suddenly felt his appetite increased.

After dinner, Lu Zhuoer played a game of chess with Mr. Fu, and raised his hand to check the time.

"Grandpa, we have an appointment at two o'clock in the afternoon, so we're leaving first. You can take a rest."

Mr. Fu waved his hand: "Go."

Lu Zhuoer took Li Xiaomo's hand, planning to go to the front yard to talk to Aunt Hui.

Out of the front yard, it happened that the people who came to eat today also came out of the east wing. When they heard footsteps, they all turned their heads to look back.

On the opposite side of a group of five people, only one person's complexion is normal at this time, and the expressions of the rest have changed.

"Xiaomo!"

"Xiaomo!"

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

(End of this chapter)