Vol 3 Chapter 411: It turned out to be a custody class

Lu Zhengkang sat down on the wooden recliner on the east wall of the living room. The kitchen was to the north. His mother was playing with the dishwasher, but the machine had fallen into disrepair and it was extremely inconvenient to run. Sun Hui slapped the machine to take care of it, and it went on strike. Helpless, can only wash by hand.
Adults all live in experience. Washing dishes with dishwashing liquid and sink is obviously beyond the scope of Comrade Sun Hui's knowledge, so she became very clumsy, and the concise and concise appearance of daily life was lost. Lu Zhengkang turned to look at her back. , I just find it particularly interesting.
Lu Xuefeng went out for about ten minutes. The courtyard of Water Menting is called the drying field here. Since two months earlier, you can see the yellow rice on the ground, and now there are a few bamboo baskets with dried goods. , Dried bamboo shoots, fish fillets, day lily, and a basket of dried soybeans hanging from the balcony ceiling.
The old man turned around in the yard, looked up at the sky, and turned over the dried vegetables. He looked at the living room in the yard. After all, he did not choose to come in again, so he went to the utility room in the southeast corner of the yard and took a nylon basket. , Squeezed a pair of scissors and walked out the door.
Sun Hui washed the rice bowls, put the leftovers in a fresh-keeping bag and put them in the refrigerator.
She went back to the living room and saw her son paddling his cell phone carelessly again. The winter sunlight was dazzling. He passed through the narrow door and fainted on the marble tiles. Lu Zhengkang was hiding in a place where the reflection could not be reached. With his legs crossed on the chair, his body tilted, looking like a cat.
"Son, tell you something."
Lu Zhengkang chuckles, when will his parents speak in such a negotiated tone? Of course it's time to cheat children.
"Don't listen or listen..."
Sun Hui was furious and pulled Lu Zhengkang's face with her hands soaked in grease on the dinner plate. "If you don't listen, you have to listen!"
"Aw!!!" Lu Zhengkang screamed like a pig.
Sun Hui let go of her hand distressedly, and hurriedly rubbed her son's face, "It doesn't hurt or it hurts, good health."
Lu Zhengkang was shattered by his mother's gaze into a pile of decadent tire skins, which flowed onto the chair without any movement.
"Your father and I are going to be busy these days. It just happens that you and your grandfather are going to spend a few days. You have to live here for two weeks, OK?"
Lu Zhengkang twitched his lips, and relatives took care of him, a great sadness in his childhood.
"Okay. I like Grandpa..."
Sun Hui smiled reluctantly, holding her son in her arms, she turned and sat on the recliner, the corner of her eyes was suddenly dazzled by the reflection on the marble tiles, she couldn't help lying on her back, the posture was not much different from that of Lu Zhengkang.
Lu Zhengkang was feeling the breast of his mother, the breast of an adult woman. He knew that he had been breastfeeding in his mother's arms. With a respectful mentality, he felt a slight itching in his belly button. There used to be an umbilical cord here. Placenta.
The mother’s blood and milk surging in the child’s body cavity, like a warm water bed, Lu Zhengkang now knows clearly that he has an inseparable relationship with this female human named Sun Hui. Although the umbilical cord is broken, But the thread of his paper kite is always in the hands of his mother.
The fear hidden deep in the memory slowly faded away, Lu Zhengkang seemed to rise from the bottom of the water, and finally could breathe.
"When will you go, mom?" he asked squishyly.
"I'll stay with you for a while." Sun Hui wrapped her hand from behind her son and held her eyes. She was very proud of her plan, but now she is very uncertain, especially when she saw Lu Xuefeng Later, such a rude old man at the first level of social trust will really not have a bad effect on the child? But the child's filial piety needs to be cultivated since childhood, why take him to the uncle's house? That's too far.
The reason why Lu Zhengkang has never heard of Lu Xuefeng is that he is withdrawn. Secondly, he is not allowed to use the Internet. His rights in the virtual world are very small. Apart from the use of agricultural wits, there is only the Internet. This item of payment is commonly used. What are the specific restrictions? It involves a very complicated algorithm, which he doesn't know.
At the first level of social trust, you are actually standing on the margins of society. He can't even own his own personal wit. For this reason, Sun Hui did not take her brother with him this time.
Sun Hui has only seen Lu Xuefeng a few times. In the mouths of his uncle Lu Tingchu and her husband Lu Jiande, he is a man who dares to love and hate, and is honest and straightforward. Except for the old mouth with honey, he is almost There are no shortcomings, but such a person has not been able to pass the second-level qualification certificate of social credit.
Like many older generations, Lu Xuefeng is a marginal person abandoned by the times.
In Lu Zhengkang's ear, Sun Hui gently asked him to be polite and not to be disrespectful to Grandpa Grandpa, but if he felt wronged, he would send an email immediately. The next step is to fold the quilt and wash the bowls, which are all within one's ability.
A thick cloud in the sky obscured the sun, and Lu Xuefeng came back with the basket on his back, just like the background effect of the devil's appearance. When he stood at the door of the living room, the room went dark.
Sun Hui hurriedly put her son on the ground ~EbookFREE.me~ stood up and walked to the old man's side, to help unload his back basket.
Lu Xuefeng waved his hand, twisted slightly, and the back basket slipped down. Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, he was pulled by his fingers again, slowly, and fell firmly on the floor.
Lu Zhengkang walked to the side of the basket and looked inside. It turned out that there was a basket of mushrooms. Enoki mushrooms, eryngii mushrooms, shiitake mushrooms, winter mushrooms, tricholoma, etc., must have been picked in the breeding shed.
Modern machinery and rural areas have technology to simulate the natural environment. Off-season vegetables have become commonplace, and even gradually faded as a term panicked by the public. Modern people’s vegetable baskets are complete all year round, and there has never been such a product out of stock statement.
The old man smiled, very unnatural, even quite scary, "Give this little boy a mushroom hot pot at night."
Lu Zhengkang's instinct told him that Lu Xuefeng didn't like their wives very much, maybe because of some sense of estrangement? It is said that they are separated from each other, but this old man is like a bingtuo, only showing no more, no less politeness.
"Grandpa, this kid will bother you, so I'll go first."
Lu Xuefeng nodded, "Okay, you go."
Sun Hui squatted down for the last time, hugged her son, and confided in his ear, "Mom is gone, you are here well, don't miss home."
Lu Zhengkang replied obediently.
Sun Hui left. On the pickup, she received an email from her husband, "Son arranged it?"
Suddenly, she was miserable, parked the car on the side of the road, called Lu Jiande swearly, and then she couldn't make a sound.
Here, Lu Xuefeng coughed and said to Lu Zhengkang, "Come, show you the bedroom."
Lu Zhengkang squinted, "Good, good."
The sky is still gloomy, is there snow tonight?
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