flashy wedding

Chapter 172 Who Eats Whose Tofu (3)
However, Lu Jixiang sneaked up to the man's side, looked at him and said with a smile: "Professor Song, just now my father gave me a red envelope!"

Song Jincheng let out an 'oh', still staring at the TV screen in front of him.

"Guess how much Dad gave me?" Lu Jixiang continued to ask, his eyes bright.

When she went to the bathroom just now, she secretly glanced at the red envelope that Papa Song sent her.

As a result, I don’t know if I don’t look at it, but I’m startled when I look at it!

Here, Song Jincheng turned his head and glanced at her, just smiled and said: "Dad, he doesn't have a strong sense of money, but since it's your first time to come to our house for the New Year, the amount of red envelopes must be considerable!"

"Then tell me, how much did Dad give me?" the girl asked eagerly.

Song Jincheng shook his head, and just said, "Just tell me, I can't figure it out!"

"cut--"

Lu Jixiang snorted and gestured towards him.

Song Jincheng raised his eyebrows first, then shook his head and said, "He gave too much!"

"What do you mean!" Lu Jixiang was displeased and stared at him.

Song Jincheng put his arms around her waist, and melted her into his arms, his chest trembled slightly: "You little prodigal bastard, the more you give, the more you waste!"

"you!"

"Cough cough cough..."

Suddenly there were other voices in the living room.

Lu Jixiang turned his head to look, and found that Papa Song and An Taotao were standing at the entrance of the living room.

Lu Jixiang quickly withdrew from the man's embrace, and said with a sneer, "Father!"

Song Jincheng also sat up straight, looked at his father, and said in a slightly lower voice, "Dad!"

"time to eat!"

Song Gu was very indifferent. After saying this, he pulled An Taotao and turned to leave.

Lu Jixiang was very embarrassed, his face was slightly red.

"Why are you always blushing?" Song Jincheng looked at her with a smile.

The girl glared at him, but suddenly said: "Professor Song, I found that your family's genetics are really good, you and your father are both handsome, even that little guy An Taotao is very cute, when he grows up After that, he must be a handsome guy!"

Song Jincheng smiled unabated. He got up and pulled the girl out, while smiling, "Don't worry, our future children will be as smart and cute as Tao Tao!"

"..."

She was dizzy, this topic jumped so fast!

Today is the first day of the new year. After lunch, Lu Jixiang sat down with Mrs. Song and the servants at home, preparing to roll the dumplings to make dumplings!

This is a technical job, Lu Jixiang is clumsy, she doesn't know it at all.

So, the task she was assigned was to make stuffing.

Halfway through, Papa Song walked in.

"Are you making dumplings?" He asked lightly.

Mother Song looked up at her husband, and said with a gentle smile, "Wrap it up and put it away for supper at night. Hey, where is Jin Cheng? It's Chinese New Year, why do you have to run outside?"

At noon, Song Jincheng went out temporarily for something, and he hasn't come back until now.

"Who can say for sure about work?" Papa Song's answer was very indifferent. He first glanced at this side, and rolled up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, as if he was going to help.

When Lu Jixiang saw it, he was very surprised: "Dad, can you make dumplings?"

After hearing this, Mother Song smiled and said, "When your father went to the countryside, he was not only good at work, but also famous for his cooking skills."

Lu Jixiang blinked and said, "That's amazing!"

Father Song smiled and said casually: "I haven't done it for a few years, I don't know how much the craftsmanship has lost!"

"Don't let your daughter-in-law laugh!"

Mother Song was still holding half-wrapped dumplings, she joked with a smile.

"Let me try!"

Papa Song seemed a little interested. After he took the dumpling wrappers from the servant, he began to wrap them.

Lu Jixiang looked at his movements, he seemed to be quite proficient, and he should have some foundation!
Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, a small and exquisite dumpling appeared in Father Song's hand.

Seeing this, Lu Jixiang couldn't help shouting: "Professor Song's cooking skills are also great, but I didn't know until today, it turns out that this is all passed down in the family!"

"Oh, Jin Cheng can also cook?"

Now, Mother Song was a little surprised.

Lu Jixiang looked at her and asked strangely, "Mom, don't you know?"

"I've never seen him cook." Song's mother shook her head and sighed: "Jincheng has rarely spent time at home since he was a child, especially after junior high school, he was almost outside. That child, since childhood Independence was forced out by your father!"

After finishing speaking, he cast a sad look at Papa Song.

"Boys should be independent from an early age. If they are pampered and spoiled, they will embarrass the Song family." Father Song didn't even lift his head. While making dumplings, he said coldly: "You, It is the benevolence of a woman!"

Lu Jixiang lowered his head, kept his mouth shut and did not dare to speak.

Mother Song seemed a little embarrassed, but soon, she naturally changed the subject and chatted with everyone about ordinary family affairs.

After making the dumplings, Lu Jixiang washed his hands and ran back to the bedroom upstairs.

The phone was already charged, so she called home to ask about her parents' situation.

Coincidentally, Lu's father and Lu's mother were also making dumplings.

"Is Dad okay now?"

Lu Jixiang was a little worried. She still had a fresh memory of her father's drunken state last night!
"Don't worry, your dad has woken up a long time ago and is rolling out the skins now. We will make dumplings later!" Mother Lu replied, and at the end, she asked again: "Auspicious, are you coming back today?"

Lu Jixiang thought for a while, and replied: "I don't know yet, Professor Song has gone out for something, and he hasn't come back until now!"

Mother Lu sighed, and sighed a little: "Yesterday I didn't feel much, but after waking up this morning, I always feel that the house is empty, and this New Year's Day is not as lively as before, quite uncomfortable! "

"mom!"

Lu Jixiang felt a little sad.

Lu's mother's voice continued: "Daughter, mother does not force you. If you are fine, come back in a few days. Let's sit down and have a meal together, even if we eat a bowl of dumplings together , that’s called New Year’s Eve!”

Lu Jixiang clenched the phone tightly, and responded in a low voice: "I see, Mom!"

"Well, I'll hang up first, your dad is calling me!"

"OK, bye!"

After Lu Jixiang hung up the phone, he sat on the bed and thought for a long time.

(End of this chapter)