Sea of ​​people retrograde

Chapter 28

The time approaching the New Year's Eve is always in a hurry, and it will soon be the New Year's Eve.This year, Lu Mang's grandparents also came from the countryside to celebrate the New Year with them.

"It's okay, my parents have already greeted them." Lu Mang squeezed Zhuang Shiling's hand, and her palms were sweating nervously.

Originally, Lu Xiaosong was going to pick them up by car, but Grandpa and Grandma Lu were still in good health, so they got on the bus early in the morning.

As soon as the two elders entered the house, everyone was stunned, and they all looked at the things in Grandpa Lu's hands and said.

"Dad, why did you bring the chicken?"

"Grandpa, why did you bring the chicken?"

Grandpa Lu was holding a red bag in his hand, and a big rooster with a red crown poked his head out of the bag, looking around strange places.

This is a free-range chicken raised by Grandpa Lu himself. When he set off, he caught one with its feet tied up and threw it into the bag before setting off.

"No, Dad, this live chicken has to be killed." Lu Xiaosong rarely hid behind Qin Qiulan. When he was a child, he was afraid of being pecked by chickens and geese, and he was a little scared of sharp-billed birds.

"You two surgeons in your family can't kill a chicken?" Grandpa Lu laughed and went into the kitchen to boil hot water.

"We use the scalpel to save people, not to kill chickens." Lu Xiaosong helped put the old man's things into the room, and said to Grandpa Lu through the wall.

"It's much easier to kill chickens than to save people."

"Master, when I was a child, my mother told my fortune. She said that I can hold a knife but not kill. Let my father do it."

Lu Mang pushed the "pot" steadily to Lu Xiaosong, and Grandpa Lu looked at Lu Mang with a smile and said, "The longer Mang Mang is, the more beautiful he is."

He looked at Zhuang Shiling next to him and didn't say anything.

"Grandpa, you are getting younger and younger. By the way, this is Lingling." After a burst of business compliments, Lu Mang introduced Zhuang Shiling to Grandpa Lu, showing a "you understand" expression.

"Hi, Grandpa." Zhuang Shiling greeted Grandpa Lu obediently.

"En." He responded, and went into the kitchen to kill the chicken. He didn't expect the father and daughter to really dare to kill the chicken.

Lu Mang looked at Zhuang Shiling and gave her a smile, then shook her hand, Zhuang Shiling looked back at her, and shook her hand too.

She knew that it was not so easy for Lu Mang's family to accept her, so that was good.

Lu Youying skillfully grasped the big wings of the rooster with his hands, and then pinched the head of the rooster to bend the rooster's neck into an arc. After plucking a piece of hair from the rooster's throat, he quickly cut through the blood vessels and trachea with a sharp knife, and turned the head down Use a bowl to continue the bleeding of the chicken, and throw it into boiling water after the chicken dies to start plucking.

After Grandpa Lu finished processing, Qin Qiulan took over the kitchen and asked the elders to rest.

Lu Mang also went to help, only Lu Mang's grandparents and Zhuang Shiling were left in the living room.

"Are you the daughter of Jianmin in Simi Village?" Grandpa Lu turned over a page of the newspaper and asked. Although he used interrogative sentences, it was obvious that he knew everything about her family.

"Yeah." Zhuang Shiling nodded, the grandfather in front of him - the famous old Chinese doctor in the town turned out to be Lu Mang's grandfather.

"Too thin." Grandpa Lu wanted to let Zhuang Shiling eat more, but he only had half a sentence left.

Zhuang Shiling nodded, feeling a little restless beside the old man, so she went to help in the kitchen.

Grandma Lu watched Lu Mang busy in the kitchen, and happily called Zhuang Shiling to make dumplings, and said to Grandpa Lu, "Your granddaughter chased this child after hard work. He is not doing well in his own house. You Don't rub salt in the wound."

"What did I say?" Grandpa Lu was tall and thin, and looked a little serious and unfriendly. He didn't take out his reading glasses from his bag, so he squinted his eyes to read the newspaper.

Zhuang Shiling watched as Lu Mang skillfully kneaded the reconciled noodles into small balls and rolled them into dumpling wrappers, filled them skillfully, and made beautiful dumplings.

"Can you make dumplings?" Zhuang Shiling's tone was quite surprised.

"Mangmang is very good. He can make dead noodles, fermented noodles, hot noodles, and all kinds of pasta." Qin Qiulan boasted from the side.

Zhuang Shiling remembered that she made sugar cakes for her a long time ago and asked her ignorantly if she would get burned. Lu Mang glanced at her guiltily, and hurriedly asked Zhuang Shiling to roll out the dough, so she could make dumplings faster.

After a simple lunch, everyone started to get busy for the New Year's Eve dinner. Although there were only six people eating, the dishes on the table were still very rich.

"Does Lingling's family also raise chickens?" Qin Qiulan got up to serve soup for everyone, and when she picked up Zhuang Shiling's bowl, she thought that she was also from Lingnan, and asked casually.

"Yeah, it's good." Zhuang Shiling looked at Qin Qiulan and nodded.

"The chicken raised at home is firmer and more delicious." Qin Qiulan said with satisfaction looking at the chicken in the bowl.

But Qin Qiulan's words were exchanged for Lu Mang's "puchi" laughter. She frowned and looked at Lu Mang, "What are you laughing at?"

"Look at what you said," Lu Mang suppressed a smile, and looked at Zhuang Shiling, "it's as if she gets to eat her chickens in turn."

Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, Qin Qiulan gave Lu Mang a white look.

"Come on, one freshly fried chicken leg per person, Ling Ling eats one more." Qin Qiulan said to Zhuang Shiling.

"Thank you, Auntie." Zhuang Shiling was used to Qin Qiulan's preference for her, and accepted Qin Qiulan's arrangement generously.

"Don't give it to me." Lu Mang pretended to turn his head and secretly said to Zhuang Shiling.

When Grandpa Lu heard what Qin Qiulan said, he put down his chopsticks slowly. The atmosphere on the dinner table suddenly froze. Grandma Lu coughed, and the hand under the table tugged at the corner of Grandpa Lu's clothes.

"You call me grandpa, Lu Mang's grandma grandma, why do you still call her parents uncle and aunt?"

Originally thinking that his grandfather was going to make trouble, Lu Mang got nervous and thought that he would be a rebel on New Year's Eve.

Hearing this, everyone laughed easily, and Qin Qiulan came out to smooth things over: "Oh, you can call the child whatever you want."

"Mom." Without hesitation, Zhuang Shiling blurted out the changed address, and turned to Lu Xiaosong, "Dad."

"Thank you for taking care of me all the time." She spoke from the bottom of her heart, and she toasted them with a drink.

"That's right." Grandpa Lu picked up his chopsticks and continued eating with satisfaction.

Grandpa, God assists!Lu Mang blinked at Grandpa Lu, and Grandpa Lu shook his eyebrows at her. Just as everyone looked over, the two returned to normal in an instant, and concentrated on eating seriously.

"There are still many photos of Mangmang in my hometown, with her braids and two dimples." Grandma Lu told Zhuang Shiling about the past.

"Grandma," Lu Mang said coquettishly, "you have ruined my image of aloofness."

"Do you still need grandma to destroy your image?"

Grandma Lu spoke softly and gracefully, which made people feel like spring breeze after listening to it, and everyone burst into laughter.

Lu Xiaosong and Qin Qiulan beside him looked at each other, they made no wrong choice, the choice that can make life better is not wrong.

The few days in the first month are when Lu Mang is at his leisure but also the most disturbed. The number of people who come to pay New Year's greetings every day is almost over the threshold. Although Lu Mang and Zhuang Shiling spend most of their time downstairs, it is inevitable that relatives will come to visit.

Lu Mang's cousin Lu Liqi brought his son Dudu to visit Lu Xiaosong's house. Several adults were chatting, and Lu Xiaosong saw Dudu sitting aside boredly.

"Do you want to go downstairs to play with your aunt?" Lu Xiaosong walked up to him and asked.

Although Lu Xiaosong looks upright and serious like his grandfather, Lu Mang is not much better, he is not a character who can amuse children, but if he goes downstairs anyway, he can be more free when his father is not around. The TV is also good, so he nodded to Lu Xiaosong.

Lu Xiaosong led Dudu downstairs and knocked on the door. It happened that Lu Mang was out shopping for his grandparents, and Zhuang Shiling was the only one left at home.

After Lu Xiaosong explained his purpose, Zhuang Shiling reached out to Dudu, "Come in, Auntie will play with you for a while."

Dudu has just entered elementary school and there is no need to coax him. Just take out some snacks and let him watch TV. But the little boy is always full of curiosity. He is very happy to see that Lu Mang is not at home. wandering around.

Zhuang Shiling, who was cutting fruit in the kitchen, heard a "crash", thought "it's broken", and hurried to the study. The scene in front of her confirmed her guess.

This is a craft that Lu Mang brought back the shells she picked up when she went to the beach with Lu Mang and spent a whole night making them for her.

Now that they were all scattered on the ground, Zhuang Shiling and Dudu looked at each other, and they probably had the same thoughts in their hearts.

Lu Mang must not let Lu Mang know about this matter.

Zhuang Shiling stepped forward to check Dudu's body, "Are you all right? Did you get hurt?"

After confirming that no one was hurt, Zhuang Shiling carefully picked up the main body and the repairable shells, and cleaned the rest with a broom.

Sitting aside, Dudu watched Zhuang Shiling stick the shells with "502" glue, and said in a low voice, "Auntie, can you not tell my aunt about this matter."

"Of course." Zhuang Shiling also felt guilty, if Lu Mang found out, she wouldn't dare to think about the consequences.

"Okay." Zhuang Shiling looked at the shells he had repaired with satisfaction. Although his craftsmanship was not as good as Lu Mang's, he basically couldn't tell the difference.

Dudu looked at the crafts and looked at Zhuang Shiling, it was different from what he saw at the beginning, but seeing Zhuang Shiling's confident face, he didn't dare to talk too much.

After Lu Mang moved the things up to his grandparents, he called Zhuang Shiling and Dudu to come up for dinner.

Dudu felt that his aunt had changed, and became more smiling. He didn't seem to know that his aunt had dimples before, and he remembered the shell handicraft again, so he didn't dare to look at Lu Mang again, and lowered his head to eat his rice.

"Eat food, Dudu." Lu Mang noticed his nephew's dodging eyes and beckoned him to eat more food.

"Ling, tell me what dishes you like to eat." Lu Mang looked at Zhuang Shiling, and felt that she was also a little absent-minded.

When Lu Mang was brushing her hair after taking a shower at night, when she wanted to go into the study to pick up a book, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. She took two steps back and saw a crooked thing standing on the cabinet. She carefully checked whether it was Zhuang Shiling who picked it up before. shells?

Originally, the source of the idea for the handicraft she made was an abstract sculpture of a figure. Obviously, Zhuang Shiling didn't realize it, and repaired a strange thing that I don't know what it is.

Seeing Lu Mang entering the study, Zhuang Shiling didn't dare to stop her deliberately, and secretly prayed in her heart that she wouldn't find out, but instead of what she wanted, Lu Mang came out angrily, meeting Zhuang Shiling's eyes.

"That bastard did it, right?" Lu Mang picked up his phone and was about to make a call, but Zhuang Shiling stepped forward to stop him, "Mang, forget it, just treat it as me who broke it, don't scold him."

Seeing Lu Mang's posture, it's no wonder that Dudu was afraid of her to death, and he didn't know what kind of monster Lu Mang was in his eyes.

Lu Mang knew how much Zhuang Shiling treasured the things she gave her, so she must be very unhappy, but she couldn't really blame a child for this matter.

She hugged Zhuang Shiling and said, "Next time we go to the beach, let's make a better one."

Although Dudu was a bit naughty, he was an honest child. After returning home that night, he admitted his mistake to his parents.

"That auntie is fine." Dudu attributed the fact that Lu Mang didn't blame him to Zhuang Shiling.

Lu Liqi looked at his son and said, "This aunt is the best magic weapon to treat my aunt. If you make my aunt angry in the future, you must be right to find this aunt."

"Who is this aunt? Why does she live in my aunt's house?" Dudu asked a question that he had been curious about all day.

"Well." Lu Liqi was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer, "This aunt is your aunt's partner, and she will be with your aunt for the rest of her life."

Lu Liqi has taught his son since he was a child to enrich his knowledge, and he will not perfuse him, let alone let him ignore the affairs between adults.

Dudu nodded half-understood, and what his father meant was probably a magic weapon that could heal my aunt for a long time.