After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 44 Going Home
The next day, Lu Liang opened his eyes and heard bursts of pleasant piano sounds coming from next door.

The empty pillow reminded him of last night. Although busy until late at night, Zhang Qian still quietly went over to accompany her daughter to sleep.

Although she didn't say the reason, Lu Liang could guess that it was probably because she didn't want to influence the child's unformed values.

Lu Liang got dressed and walked out of the room. Zhang Qian was busy in the kitchen, and a sumptuous brunch was already prepared on the table.

She was wearing a loose T-shirt and high-waisted jeans, with delicate makeup on her face, as if she had just come back from going out.

Zhang Qian lifted her hair and smiled: "The bathroom is on the left, and the toothbrushes and towels on the sink are all new."

At the same time, the piano music suddenly stopped, and the little guy quietly poked his head out: "Uncle, you are so sleepy."

There is a guzheng in her room, and her ten fingers are wrapped with picks that look like manicures.

Lu Liang was puzzled and looked at the clock on the wall. He was shocked. It was already eleven o'clock, almost noon.

"I didn't wake you up because you were sleeping so soundly. I've bought all the things and put them in the trunk of your car."

Zhang Qian wiped the water off her hands and took out the gold card and a long receipt from her bag: "It cost more than 60,000 yuan in total."

"Just keep it for me first. I might need your help buying something next time."

Lu Liang stretched lazily and went to the bathroom.

Since he started working out, he usually doesn’t sleep until noon, except for the days when he trades London gold.

It means I slept very comfortably last night.

Zhang Qian's home is not big, but very warm.

Zhang Qian quietly put away the gold card and looked at her daughter: "Xiaoguai, wash your hands and get ready to eat. Uncle will be out soon, so let's have lunch early."

When he heard that Lu Liang was leaving, the little guy quickly took off his artificial nails and ran to the bathroom door: "Uncle Lu, where are you going?"

"Little darling!" Zhang Qian frowned and scolded.

She knew that she was no match for the young girl, and the only thing she could do was not to put any pressure on Lu Liang.

"It's out of the way."

Lu Liang smiled and shook his head, then picked up the little guy with one hand: "Uncle is going home for a while, you have to listen to your mother at home."

"Then when will you come back?"

"Three to five days."

"Will you come to see Xiaoguai again?"

The little girl looks a lot like her mother, with big, watery eyes that seem to be able to speak.

At this moment, her eyes were full of anticipation.

"Of course, uncle will bring you a gift."

Lu Liang rubbed the little girl's cheek with last night's fresh stubble, causing her to giggle.

When Zhang Qian saw this scene, her eyes became even gentler.

The little guy leaned over to Lu Liang's ear and whispered, "Uncle Lu, I don't want a gift. Can you tell mom not to let me play the guzheng? I don't like it."

"Then tell your uncle what you like." Lu Liang looked at his ten little fingers, some of which were slightly red and swollen.

The little guy shook his head: "I don't know."

"Then we won't play the guzheng anymore, but if there's something you like in the future, you must tell uncle."

Lu Liang looked at Zhang Qian. Zhang Qian had a stern face and refused to give in: "If you learn a few more talents, it will be easier to enter junior high school in the future."

"She is only in the first grade now, and there are still five years. If she can't be promoted by then, I will take care of it."

Lu Liang said earnestly: "After all, she has enough homework on weekdays, so let her have a good rest."

Zhang Qian saw the little guy's face full of anticipation and sighed helplessly: "Just take one class a week from now on, at least don't forget it."

Before Lu Liang could say anything, the little guy excitedly kissed him and raised his hands to cheer: "Great~"

Lu Liang suddenly realized: "Maybe she likes it, but she has been practicing for too long and it has become a burden."

Zhang Qian was silent. She suddenly realized that the daughter she had raised for seven years did not understand her as well as Lu Liang.

"After all, worry leads to confusion."

Lu Liang comforted her, holding the little guy in one hand and holding Zhang Qian's hand with the other: "Let's go eat. I'm hungry."

"Then I want to eat prawns. Mom bought me my favorite prawns this morning. Thank you, Mom."

Although the little guy said he liked eating prawns, he still put one into his mother's bowl first after peeling the shell.

She sucked her little finger, tilted her head, and looked at Lu Liang: "Uncle Lu, do you like eating prawns?"

"Uncle likes Xiaoguai to eat the peeled ones."

Lu Liang joked with a smile and kicked Zhang Qian.

The little girl is much more sensible and well-behaved than her peers, and Zhang Qian shouldn't ask for more from her.

The little girl quickly and skillfully peeled a shrimp and put it in Lu Liang's bowl: "Uncle, this is for you." "Thank you, little darling." Lu Liang touched her head.

Zhang Qian smiled again and patted her daughter's head affectionately: "Little darling, you are great!"

She also realized that compared to children of the same age, her daughter was really sensible and well-behaved.

The lunch ended in a harmonious atmosphere.

After a short rest, Lu Liang came to the parking lot, opened the trunk, and it was full.

Zhang Qian is very thoughtful. She puts a note on every gift she wants to give to someone.

The cigarettes and alcohol I bought were all domestic products, such as SoftBank and Moutai, which were obviously very expensive.

After all, the most taboo in gift-giving is that the item is obviously very expensive, but others think it is cheap because of their lack of knowledge.

"Bye-Bye."

Lu Liang bid farewell to Zhang Qian and her daughter, set the navigation, and embarked on the journey home.

The entire journey is more than 500 kilometers, heading south along the Shanghai-Kunming Expressway until sunset.

We set off at 12 noon and arrived at a small town on the border of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces. The sky gradually darkened.

After getting off the highway, Lu Liang drove on the national highway for another half an hour and arrived at his hometown, Yucheng Town.

Passing by a small shop, he saw a family of four happily having dinner.

Lu Liang parked the car at the door and tapped the glass counter gently: "Boss, buy me a bottle of Coke."

"Three yuan..."

The woman put down her bowl and chopsticks, suddenly ran forward, and punched Lu Liang's chest hard: "When did you come back?"

Lu Ya, Lu Liang’s biological sister, is two years older than him. She got married at the age of 25 and is now a mother of two children.

Lu Liang sucked in a breath of cold air and rubbed his chest in pain: "Can't you be gentler?"

Lu Ya snorted: "I have already restrained my strength."

The two children also ran over and hugged Lu Liang's thighs excitedly: "Uncle...Uncle, did you bring us any gifts?"

The older one is a boy who is six years old this year, and the younger one is a girl who is four years old this year. It’s rare that they haven’t seen each other for more than four months, but they haven’t forgotten Lu Liang yet.

"Of course I brought you gifts."

Lu Liang opened the trunk and took out two smart watches, a set of cosmetics, and a pack of cigarettes and alcohol.

Brother-in-law Luo Haitong came over and stared at the golden bull projected on the ground, stunned: "Liangzi, this car can't be a Lamborghini?"

"Lamborghini?" Lu Ya was stunned.

These days, it’s normal not to have seen a Lamborghini, but there are very few people who haven’t heard of one.

Because it is synonymous with top sports cars.

Lu Liang smiled, as a sign of agreement.

I put two watches on my nephew and handed the cosmetics to my sister: "This is yours. Don't say I never bought you a gift."

"Brother-in-law, these cigarettes and alcohol are for you..."

Lu Ya looked at Ruanzhong and Maotai, and finally believed that the car in front of her was the kind of car she thought it was.

She didn't take the cosmetics. Her brows were furrowed and she looked worried: "Where's Wen Jing? And where did you get the money?"

Lu Liang patted his two nephews on the back, asked them to go back to the house to eat first, gave his brother-in-law a cigarette, and talked about recent events.

"Divorced a long time ago? Sold the house in Shanghai? Opened a company now?"

There were three pieces of news, each one more explosive than the last. Lu Ya couldn't help but ask, "Do my parents know?"

"Dad knows something, but Mom probably doesn't know."

Lu Liang put his arm around Lu Ya's shoulders and said, "Besides, you guys have always disliked Lin Wenjing, so getting a divorce now is a good thing, right?"

Lu Ya glared at him and said, "Let's put things in perspective. You're not going to abandon your wife just because you've made money."

"Sister, I am your biological brother, blood is thicker than water, who do you think I am?"

Lu Liang was indignant and was slapped on the arm again.

Lu Ya pondered and looked at her husband: "Lao Luo, you take care of the two children, I will accompany him back to his mother's house."

Lu Liang chuckled and handed over cosmetics, cigarettes and alcohol.

The tolerance for divorce in small towns and rural areas is far lower than that in big cities. Although it cannot be said to be outrageous, it is almost the same.

He doesn't have much to say to his parents on a daily basis, so he needs a strong external aid, and his sister is the best candidate.

"Keep it, it won't be wasted."

Lu Ya glared at him fiercely. No one knows a brother better than his sister. She could see through his treacherous intentions at a glance.

(End of this chapter)