For this reason, Lu Zi relied on his imagination to sacrifice himself to fulfill all the people as Shen Jiani said.

"You kid, you're still chewing words with me!" Lu Dingnian glanced at the time and saw that Steward Mo had already walked over from the villa, put away the movements in his hand, and walked towards the man.

Lu Zi relied on the action of punching, and as the old man next to him stopped, he also stopped and followed abruptly.

He glanced at the garden unhappily, and asked angrily with an extremely bewitching painting.

"Grandpa, who sent those white flowers?"

Lu Dingnian, who was slightly sideways, followed his grandson's gaze and looked at the mandala in the depths of the garden, which he had moved into the glass flower room, and smiled indifferently at his beard: "Zhao family!" ”

"What are you doing with white flowers, I'm unlucky to look at it, throw it, or I'll burn it!" Lu Zi leaned on the sword eyebrows, his face became gloomy in vain, and his body was instantly surrounded by that ruthless murderous aura, and he turned around and walked towards the garden with one arrow step.

Lu Dingnian walked with a tiger, grabbed Lu Zilan, who was taking out the lighter and was going to the garden to burn flowers, with one hand and shouted.

"Zi Dam, this is the best mandala, your grandmother wanted one back then, but the Zhao family didn't give it, and they sent it over in front of the dowry of the eldest lady, which shows how precious this thing is."

"My grandma didn't like it. Buddha. Dao? When did I like to spend it, how do I not know! Pulled by his grandfather's arm, Lu Zilean stopped his steps and looked at the people who were close to him with a little curiosity.

Lu Dingnian's hand brushing his beard never let go, he raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't know a lot of things?" ”

To tell the truth, he has lived for almost a hundred years, what kind of people have not seen it, what kind of world has not been experienced.

But he alone couldn't see through his wife, couldn't understand what she said, and couldn't understand why she died.

But is that death? Or is it more accurate to disappear!

But, her prophecy ......

"Master, young master, breakfast is ready!" Steward Mo saw Lu Zilian and mentioned the old lady again, and said something good for the old man to relieve the siege.

was interrupted by the housekeeper, Lu Ziyi also forgot to ask about his grandmother's preferences, after all, he was still young, and the concept of his grandmother's sudden disappearance and understanding was just long gone.

He touched the belly he had just screamed and asked the person who came to them, "Mober, what's for breakfast?" ”

"You and the old man love to eat steamed dumplings, white fungus porridge, refreshing appetizers!" Steward Mo glanced at the old man who didn't say a word, as if he was thinking about his heart, and couldn't let go of it, and sighed slowly.

Lu Zi retreated rarely, with a cold appearance, talking and laughing with his family, and pulling a long voice: "Today's breakfast ......"

"How?" The old man didn't say a word, and Steward Mo had to talk to the young master.

"It's very much in line with my heart!" Lu Zi leaned on the corners of his mouth and raised a smile, saying joking things. At the side of the old man who watched him grow up.

"You kid is panting for breath!" Steward Mo shook his head helplessly, and then made a reluctant look, and said a complaining word: "Zi relies on saying this, as if the daily food is not good." ”

"Mober, don't be angry, I'm just kidding!" Lu Zi is in a good mood and has the patience to fight with the people at home haha.

“......”

Lu Dingnian ignored everything beside him, and after walking out of the garden, he turned his head to look at the white flowers, and a sentence was suspended in his mind.

"In the prime of life, when the mandala blooms throughout the entire garden of our Lu Mansion, it will be the day you and I will meet!"