Chapter 356 Flowing Fire

Lin Yuzhen sent out three letters in one breath, thinking about how Lin Jinrong would come back, so the look at Song's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was also slightly different from before. Song soon noticed this change, and when she knew what she had done, she couldn't help laughing until her stomach ached.

Lu Shi, who sat aside, held her big belly and said carefully, "What is your mother-in-law laughing at? At this time, the woman should not be allowed to come back. It's much trickier for her to come back. Now the whole family is doing their best to earn back the image of losing in the past from Mr. Lu. Lin Yuzhen is retreating, revealing a stupid and intolerant side. If Lin Jinrong suddenly comes back, who can tell what unexpected changes will happen?

Song smiled and said, "What do you know? The gap will definitely be regenerated. Lin Jinrong will not come back at all, and he will resent her aunt! And it's up to her toss. It's so stupid. This is not her own, so she is not her own. If it were her, how could she be willing to suffer like this? Don't say that Master Lu has never spoken. Even if he speaks, she can only find ways to delay until it can no longer be delayed. Such a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, such a mother and son, it is difficult not to have a gap. What's more, at this time, I'm afraid there is already a gap between the young couple over there, right? She is a mother. Of course, she knows that no one wants to toss the newborn like this, but she also knows that Lu Yan's temperament must be filial.

If Lin Jinrong comes, it is inevitable to resent Lin Yuzhen in his heart, and he has to take risks on the way. If the child has something, he will even resent Lu Yan. If Lin Jinrong does not come, he will be said to be unfilial to some extent. Lin Yuzhen wants to resent, but I'm afraid It's difficult. Lin Yuzhen is tossing herself. The mouse's eyes are bright!

Lv thought about it, figured it out, and whispered, "You deserve it!" Thinking of his mispernatal child, his eyes turned red again, and he said viciously, "This kind of person deserves retribution."

Song knew what she was referring to. Her eyes fell on her stomach and said coldly, "The same thing can't happen again. You should distinguish the primary and secondary, don't mess around, or..."

Lv said hurriedly, "My daughter-in-law knows."

Song Shi pondered for a moment and whispered, "In your spare time, walk more with your third sister-in-law."

Lv's eyes showed some sadness: "She looks down on me."

Song Shi stared at her: "Do she look down on you? Did she tell you? Is she disrespectful to you? In those years. Lin Yuzhen really looks down on her, okay? If Lin Yuzhen had half of Kang's kindness and moderation, she would not hate Lin Yuzhen so much.

Lu Shi said reluctancely, "That's not the same." If Kang really dares to do anything to let her catch the handle, but Kang didn't, but she just knew that Kang looked down on her.

Song stood up and said, "Since there is no, how do you know that she looks down on you? You are your own concubines. Only when you are at home can everything go well. Let me know that you are noisy. Don't blame me for being rude. I'll go to your grandmother's place. You are the most idle now. The old lady has no intention to discipline the two children these days. You should pay more attention, especially Yuan Lang. He is quite gifted in reading. Don't relax.

"Yes." Lv hurriedly sent her out and turned to Su Jin: "Go and see what the young master and the second young master are doing."

In the Juxian Pavilion, Lu Jianzhong held a celadon bowl. He frowned and tasted the medicine. The black juice was so bitter that it made people feel numb. With just one bite, he shivered bitterly. He frowned and looked at Master Lu with infinite pity: "Dad, this medicine is too bitter. Why don't you change another prescription?"

Mr. Lu stretched out his hand in silence.

Lu Jianzhong had no choice but to hand over the medicine bowl in his hand. Master Lu didn't frown and drank it all. Lu Jianzhong hurriedly handed over the tea to rinse his mouth with him, and then presented the preserves: "Dad. Slow down."

Mr. Lu picked up the preserves in his mouth and frowned slightly: "Where's Sanlang?"

Listening to him ask Lu Jing, Lu Jianzhong hurriedly said, "There has been too much rain in the past few days. He is afraid that the bankers will neglect and accumulate waterlogging, so he went to the village to patrol and command people to dig ditches and drain waterlogs. I didn't return home last night.

Mr. Lu nodded: "Very good, he is very good. Although he can't study, it would be great if he could go on such a down-to-earth way.

When Lu Jianzhong heard him so down-to-earth, he felt sad. Over the years, he has been asking them to have a second house like this. They have a big house to enjoy it. They work hard. Lu Jianxin basically ignores about the things at home. He only pretends to write some family letters and gives some gifts. He doesn't Lin Yuzhen is aggressive, unreasonable, arrogant, domineering, and requires them to tolerate everything. In the eyes of the old master, is there fairness?

Lu Jianzhong sighed and said, "Dad, Dalang is confused and has done something wrong. Sanlang's talent is limited, and Wulang's whereabouts are unknown..." Two tears were squeezed out in his eyes. "My son's heart is bitter... I'm afraid it's the river's getting worse and worse." Of course, he refers to the second room. The big house is so beautiful. What do you want? Why don't you save more for the second room?

Mr. Lu looked at the second son in silence. A few days ago, he was seriously ill. He stuck a mouthful of phlegm in his throat and couldn't spit it out. He couldn't swallow it. He almost died. It was Lu Jianzhong who sucked it out for him mouth to mouth. How many people can do this? If Lu Jianzhong is unfilial and doesn't have his father in his heart, it's really hard to say.

Seeing that he was silent, Lu Jianzhong quickly closed his tears and forced a smile, "Fortunately, Yuanlang is a child who studies well. Sir said that he has talent, and we will probably rely on him in the future."

Mr. Lu said "Uh-huh" and said, "Then take good care of the children."

Lu Jianzhong didn't get the expected [answer] case. He felt a little cold and whispered, "My son will go down first. Dad will be careful to raise him, and his son will come to accompany you again in the evening.

"You have a lot of things to do. You don't have to be so tired." Master Lu waved to him.

Lu Jianzhong choked and said, "Is it still my son's fault for saying such things to my father and his son? When people are always confused, their son has long known that he was wrong... In the future, he will follow his father's instructions, work at ease, and get along well with Erlang and others.

Mr. Lu said, "I don't blame you. Let's go." After Lu Jianzhong retreated, he closed his eyes for a while, took out a piece of paper from the dark layer under the table, looked at it carefully, and changed it with a pen.

There is a fire in July, and the weather turns cold.

Two horses broke into Pingzhou City and ran to Lufu. Several servants who squatted on the stone steps in front of the door and chatted and farted. Hearing the sound of horses' hoofs, they all raised their heads and saw Lu Yan, who was wearing a cool shirt, running towards here, which was a little dull. The older one was the first to react and shouted, "The second master is back, the second master is back!" So the crowd gathered up, leading the horse, the greeting, and the chaos.

Lu Yan didn't care about anything. He threw the whip and went to the Juxian Pavilion. The bamboo forest outside the Juxian Pavilion was still green. The door of the Juxian Pavilion was empty, and the Juxian Pavilion was quiet. Lu Yan couldn't help but lighten his footsteps, gently pushed the door open, and looked in.

There was silence in the yard. Tong Er, who was sitting in the shade, heard the sound and raised his head. When he saw Lu Yan, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes and was about to speak immediately. Lu Yan hurriedly gestured to him. Tong'er agreed and pointed to the porch.

In a rattan lounge chair under the porch, Master Lu lay on it and fell asleep. From the perspective of Lu Yan, he could only see a white hair. His nasal cavity suddenly became sore. Two years ago, there was no white hair on Master Lu's head. Last year, when he returned home, Master Lu's hair was half white, but now it is all white. It has become such a weak look, how can it not make people sad!

He gently walked to Mr. Lu. In his sleep, Mr. Lu's two thick eyebrows were tightly crossed together, his lips were tightly squeezed, and his face still had that kind of resolute lines, but he could see some sadness.

Tong'er silently carried a stool over, and Lu Yan sat down and quietly accompanied his grandfather.

The wind blew through the bamboo forest and made a pleasant rustle. Master Lu suddenly woke up: "What time is it?"

"It's probably about the time of application." Lu Yan took his hand and knelt to the ground: "Grandpa, my grandson is unfilial."

Old Master Lu rubbed his eyes hard as if in a dream. Fang couldn't believe it and said, "How can it be you! Erlang, how can you be here?"

Lu Yan's eyes were full of tears: "Grandpa, my grandson misses you. Are you better?"

Mr. Lu was in a turbulent mood: "Okay, okay, grandpa, everything is fine. Get up quickly, get up quickly. You..." looked back and forth from Lu Yan's body and whispered, "You've lost weight. Isn't it hard on the road?"

"It's not hard." Lu Yan looked at him and just smiled, but his heart was a ball. Mr. Lu was really thin, and the breath of decline had come out of his skin. It's really not far away.

Mr. Lu held Lu Yan's hand tightly: "How can you come back? What are you doing over there?"

Lu Yan said with a smile, "My grandson asked for sick leave, and the boss is very good..."

No matter how good the boss is, he can't miss the business and ask for sick leave. That's obviously a lie, and the penalty is secondary. What if he is targeted? Is it easy to get this official position? Master Lu was silent for a moment and suddenly pushed him: "Who let you make your own decisions?! I'm not dead yet. What are you doing when you come back? Who let you come here?"

Lu Yan ate his push, a little stunned, but full of emotion. Who thinks about himself the most in this world? It's Master Lu. He just softened his voice and said, "Grandpa, my grandson misses you."

Mr. Lu sneered: "If you really miss me, it's really for my sake, how can you ignore my meaning and make this trip inexplicably? Get out of here immediately!"

Lu Yan stood with his hands down and didn't say a word.

Fan Bao came here when he heard the news and hurriedly came forward to persuade him, "Old Master, the second master traveled day and night to see you. In the past month's journey, he arrived in less than 20 days. He got up before dawn today. Until now, he has only eaten a few cold steamed buns. At least let him rest