"Brother Lu, you are so blessed!" While eating, Wang Zhengguo couldn't help but speak. Father Lu smiled proudly,

"Thanks to your blessing, brother, I have the happiness of family now." Wang Zhengguo glanced at Xibao, the little guy was sitting in Feng Qingxue's arms, struggling to stretch out two fat claws to the bowl of golden pumpkin rice on the table, that is, in front of Feng Qingxue, enough is enough, but it can't reach the bowl, but the saliva is falling drop by drop, falling on the bib, smelling the aroma of the food, the little guy is so anxious,

"Ahhh

"Mom stewed fish soup for you, you let Dad hug it, Mom gave you noodles, okay?" So, Xibao, who moved to Lu Jiang's lap, did not resist, and obediently opened his big round eyes.

When the wind and snow got up and went to the kitchen, the little guy in the one-piece cotton pants began to twist around, twisting and twisting his legs, not honest at all, Lu Jiang's left arm was on his soft stomach, and his right hand raised a glass to Toast to Lu's father, Wang Zhengguo and Uncle Xu.

"Uncle, Uncle Xu, drink, let's drink two cups to warm up our blood." And Lu Xibao kept patting Lu Jiang's arm, his eyes staring at the wine glass, reaching out to grab it.

"Little fat man, you want to drink? Okay, come, let's have a toast too! Lu Jiang dipped a little wine on the head of his chopsticks, intending to lick his son who stretched out his head, and was immediately drunk by the elders.

"Xibao is small, are you eight months old?" Father Lu stretched out his hand to hold his little grandson in his arms and glared at his son fiercely.

Xibao lay in his grandfather's arms, giggling. Lu Jiang pretended to be angry and said, "Good boy, you deliberately framed your father, right?" At this time, the little fat man couldn't understand again.

Feng Qingxue walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles, just when she heard a knock on the door, and hurriedly asked, "Who!" ”

"Xiaoxue, it's me." Miao Fengqin said outside,

"Your brother-in-law is gone, I'll call your uncle's house for dinner." When she said this, Miao Fengqin had a look of relief on her face.

"It's you, big girl!" Feng Qingxue held the bowl with one hand, and opened the door with the other,

"Uncle is eating at our house, let's come in and eat together, so you don't have to go back and cook and eat alone, it's not enough trouble." Lu Jiang heard the voice and came out of the hall,

"Yes, big girl, if we don't think we will move the chopsticks first, come in and eat together." Miao Fengqin waved her hand at the two of them and said with a smile: "I won't go in, I won't eat at your house, I will call your uncle when the family is ready, who knows that he eats here with an old face." In that case, I'll go back first and take out the rolls from the pot. Go eat quickly, don't get cold. With that, he didn't even enter the gate, but turned around and left.

Wang Zhengguo was relieved when he heard his wife outside say that his younger brother had left.

"What's going on?" Uncle Xu asked with a smile. Because Wang Zhengguo's attitude towards Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu has always been very good, of course, it is the rest of the production team behind his back, so Uncle Xu is also happy to deal with him, after all, his old husband and wife have to rely on him to protect him.

"Alas, my brother!" Although the ugliness of the family cannot be publicized, Wang Zhengguo needs everyone to give him ideas, and he explained Wang Zhengjun's intention in a few words.

"No matter what, he's my brother, and if the family really can't eat, I really can't ignore it. But the current situation is that they are all eating commercial grain, and they are thinking about the reserve grain in my production brigade! ”