Adorable Collection Order: Mr. Lu, Your Nine Sons Shocked the World

At that time, the woman was accusing a man who looked like a grandmother: "What? Lu Chenxu and the others were indifferent when they saw that you deliberately bullied Mei Ruoyu?"

"Yeah, I think my words are ugly enough, but they went to the snack area without looking back." The grandmother explained.

Then, the woman looked at a beautiful sister with her head down: "Ruoyu, didn't you cry? Let them see the flaw?"

The pretty sister shook her head: "I cried, I cried very sadly!"

Then, the woman was silent for a while, and then said: "In that case, you can go back. Don't let people see the flaws, we are going to plan the next step."

Listening to her voice, they should have deliberately acted to target the man named Lu Chenxu, but he couldn't figure out why they deliberately pretended to be pitiful and deceived.

This woman is not simple, and my uncle must not fall in love with this woman.

Therefore, Lu Zixun frowned and patted Qu Lingqiang's shoulder: "Uncle, I'm hungry, let's go home quickly!"

Qu Lingqiang regained his senses and looked at the sky outside. It was already noon: "Okay, let's go now."

After speaking, he looked at Shi Yumeng: "Zixun is hungry, let's go first."

Shi Yumeng smiled and waved at Lu Zixun: "Goodbye, little friend."

Lu Zixun indifferently turned his head to the side and whispered, "Hypocritical!"

Qu Lingqiang carried him out of the supermarket, put him on the ground, took his little hand, came to the car, and put the ingredients and some toiletries into the trunk.

Sitting in the car, he suddenly asked, "Zixun, who did you just say is hypocritical?"

"Uncle, do you like that woman just now?" Lu Zixun asked sharply.

Qu Lingqiang did not expect that at a young age, he would be able to see through the feelings between adults at a glance.

"You still like her now?"

"It can't be said that I like it. It's just a little appreciation to see her become more mature and intellectual."

"Uncle, should you have a pair of eyes?"

"Why? My eyes are fine and I'm not short-sighted!"

"Although you're not short-sighted, you're blind! Except for the smell of cosmetics, that woman has no intellectual beauty, but you say that you admire her, not blind or what?" Lu Zixun spit ruthlessly.

"Zixun, you only saw her for the first time today, why do you have such a big prejudice against her?" Qu Lingqiang felt a little depressed and puzzled after being spit out by his own nephew.

Lu Zixun looked out the car window melancholy and indifferently. After a long time, he briefly recounted to Qu Lingqiang the conversation he heard in the grocery room at the stairs.

After Qu Lingqiang listened, he remained silent.

When they were together that year, he felt that Shi Yumeng had always hidden a person in his heart, but she always refused to say it, and he always pretended not to know.

I thought that one day I would touch her with my sincerity and actions, but I didn't expect her to break up directly after her success.

On the day they broke up, they felt very uncomfortable. After drinking some wine, Shi Yumeng kept calling Lu Chenxu's name after being drunk.

He didn't know who Lu Chenxu was at the time.

Today, after hearing what his nephew said, he remembered that the name of the president of the Lu family was Lu Chenxu, and that Shi Yumeng came back from abroad probably because of him.

However, Mr. Lu is already married, the husband and wife are loving, and there are a group of lovely children, what does Shi Yumeng want to do? Ruining someone else's family?

All the way back to the residence, Qu Lingqiang was thinking about this problem, so much that he burned the dishes.

Lu Zixun took a shower and put on his home clothes. He smelled the smell of burning in the air and shook his head helplessly.

"Uncle, I despise you a little!" He stood at the door of the kitchen and said indifferently.

Qu Lingqiang hurriedly poured out the burned vegetables, turned his head and asked him, "Why?"

"A single Shi Yumeng will make you panic and burn the vegetables. With your current psychological quality, how can you defeat the Lu family and avenge my mother?" Lu Zixun calmly conducted a psychological analysis on Qu Lingqiang.

Qu Lingqiang walked up to him and poked his forehead lightly: "It's not all because of you. If I had ordered takeout by myself, I would have no conscience!"

"Uncle, how many times have I told you that take-out is very unsanitary, and restaurant dishes are generally only cleaned once, and there are a lot of pesticide residues, bacteria, eggs, parasites, and maybe feces on them. Moreover, some Hair, flies, and even earthworms are eaten in takeout."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Qu Lingqiang: "Stop, Lu Zixun, I have served you. Go to my room and play with the computer! I will call you when the meal is ready."

"Uncle, you are escaping the problem." Lu Zixun gave him a dissatisfied look, then turned indifferently and walked into his room.

The computer in Qu Lingqiang's room is placed on the desk by the window, and there is a water glass on the table, which should be where he left it after drinking tea the night before.

When Lu Zixun turned on the computer, he accidentally touched the water glass, and the water in the water glass was instantly scattered on the table and the ground.

He looked around to find a tissue to wipe, but found that the tissue box was empty.

"Uncle, do you still have tissues in your room?" he asked in a loud voice when he walked to the door.

"In the bottom drawer of the cabinet." Qu Lingqiang replied in the kitchen.

Lu Zixun followed his instructions and quickly found a few packs of tissues in the drawer at the bottom of the cabinet, but when he was picking up the tissues, he suddenly discovered that there was a beautiful box inside with a picture of him when he was one year old on the box. Mom is holding his picture.

He took out the box with some doubts and opened it easily. Inside were some handmade gifts he gave to his mother when he was a child, including cards, flowers made of colored clay, and pictures made of leaves.

There are also paintings he painted when he was a child. In the paintings, he took the hands of his parents and walked together in the sun, surrounded by countless blooming flowers.

His tears flowed out silently, and he held these things in his arms with trembling hands: "Mom, mom."

With tears in his eyes, he found an envelope at the bottom of the box, which read: "A gift for 18-year-old baby Zixun."

It was his mother's handwriting, and he recognized it at a glance.

Crying, I took out the envelope, opened it and found only a USB flash drive inside, and then there was nothing.

Could it be that this USB flash drive was a coming-of-age gift from his mother to him at the age of eighteen?

When he was in a daze with the USB flash drive, Qu Lingqiang's voice came over: "Zixun, it's time to eat."

Then, standing at the door, Qu Lingqiang saw the USB flash drive in Lu Zixun's hand at a glance.

He rushed over quickly and snatched the thing from Lu Zixun's hand: "Why did you find this out?"

Qu Lingqiang's eyes were a little nervous and flustered, as if some important secret had been discovered.

Lu Zixun looked at him, a trace of doubt appeared on his indifferent face: "Uncle, why are you so nervous?"

"No, nothing!" He quickly took the box and envelope in front of Lu Zixun and put everything in it.