Mr.Lu is blacklisted again

He even sandwiched two lotus roots closest to him and ate a few mouthfuls of white rice. Lu tingwan felt that his mouth was tasteless.

In the past, the meal was the most relaxed time. Lu Yanxiu was fed up when she was tired, but now it's torture for her. She feels uncomfortable eating all over.

The table in Jingyuan was so quiet for the first time since Lu tingwan came. He couldn't even hear the collision of dishes and chopsticks.

The atmosphere was too dull to swallow.

However, Mrs. Lu is very used to such a dining atmosphere. Her every move is elegant and correct without any discomfort.

Lu Yanxiu is the same.

Only Lu listens late, sits like a needle and felt, and his waist is still a little sour.

"Why, not to taste?" Mrs. Lu suddenly opened her mouth and said.

Lu listened to the night with a trembling heart and immediately looked at her. Seeing that she was talking to herself, he said, "no, I'm not very hungry."

Mrs. Lu said nothing more and continued to eat.

The atmosphere at the table was even more difficult.

Finally, when Mrs. Lu put down her chopsticks, Lu tingwan put down the dishes and chopsticks like a relief.

Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, Mrs. Lu glanced. She didn't eat a few mouthfuls of white rice. She said faintly, "there can't be leftovers in the bowl. Don't miss Sheng even understand the most basic table manners?"

Lu listens to the night's small face burning. He keeps telling himself to bear it and bear it will be all right, but his mouth is called: "I just want to drink soup."

Looking at Lu tingwan with a shallow smile and a clever face, Mrs. Lu's face was slightly frozen. I don't know whether Lu tingwan was intentional or unintentional.

"It's also the rule that the younger generation can't eat more after the elders put chopsticks." Mrs. Lu added.

"I don't have so many rules here. Mother doesn't need to be so formal."

Lu Yanxiu, who had not made a sound, opened his mouth and threw half his chopsticks on the table, making a big noise.

Obviously, he said this to protect Lu listening late, but the meaning in the words sounded for Mrs. Lu.

So that Mrs. Lu couldn't find anything to refute.

"No matter where you are, as long as your surname is Lu, you can't lose etiquette." finally, Mrs. Lu left such a sentence with a cold face and got up and left the dining area.

Lu tingwan regretted not controlling his mouth. He was depressed and got up to leave.

But Lu Yanxiu asked, "where are you going?"

"Go upstairs."

"Sit down and eat."

"It's not delicious, I don't want to eat, I don't dare to eat." Lu listened to the night and said something emotionally. Then he left.

Lu Yanxiu frowned slightly.

In the living room, Mrs. Lu sat on the sofa, drinking tea and opening a magazine.

The servant also placed several plates of fruit and dessert on the table.

The sofa is usually the place where Lu Yanxiu reads with Lu Yanxiu after listening to dinner, eating snacks, watching cartoons

Take a deep breath. Lu tingwan walks over, smiles and says, "Mrs. Lu, I'll go upstairs and do my homework first. Good night."

Mrs. Lu raised her eyes and looked at her, probably out of self-cultivation. She answered faintly: "well."

Lu tingwan, who was promised, didn't stay downstairs and went upstairs directly.

Through the corridor, I came to Lu Yanxiu's door subconsciously.

Grasping the cold door handle, Lu heard it late.

Let go, turned and opened his door.

Close the door, lock it, raise your hand and turn on the light.

The dark room lit up.

In such a big room, I saw a lot of clothes and dolls stacked on the big bed and sofa.