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Chapter 395 Lu Xixiao takes the children to Mingcheng to find Wen Li - Hello, Grandma, just call me

The next day is a rest day.

Lin Zhuxi was busy working in the study.

For Lin Zhuxi, a day off means working in a more relaxed place. She hardly ever gets a real rest.

Jiang Yingbai was busy in the kitchen all morning.

The house is spacious and has good sound insulation. Lin Zhuxi, who was fully focused on work, didn't notice the noise in the kitchen at all. He was so busy that he forgot that there was an extra person in the house.

When I opened the door and heard some noise, I thought a thief had broken in.

Lin Zhuxi's movement of pressing the back of his neck paused.

"Xiaobai." He was stunned for two seconds and suddenly remembered that he was not a thief.

Lin Zhuxi, who was wearing home clothes, hurriedly checked his appearance, and then followed the sound to the kitchen.

I could smell the aroma of food before I even got close.

Lin Zhuxi, who was hungry and waiting for his assistant to bring him food and relax at the same time, couldn't help but quicken his pace.

From a distance, I saw several exquisite dishes on the dining table.

Not only are the dishes delicious, but they are also all Chinese food.

And they are all her favorite foods.

Lin Zhuxi came to the table, his eyes shifting from the dishes to Jiang Yingbai who was busy working, and asked in disbelief, "Xiaobai, did you make all this?"

Jiang Yingbai finished cleaning the kitchen and took off his apron: "Sister Xi, you are done. I have also finished my work. We can eat now."

Lin Zhuxi washed his hands and sat down at the dining table.

Jiang Yingbai served her some rice: "Try it quickly."

Lin Zhuxi took a bite and his eyes lit up.

"How is it?" Jiang Yingbai waited nervously for feedback.

Lin Zhuxi nodded and said, "It tastes better than the ones made by several Chinese chefs I've hired." She took another bite as she spoke.

"really?"

"Xiaobai, you are amazing. You said you could cook and I thought you were talking about home cooking. I didn't expect your level to be so high. I said I was taking care of you, but it turned out that you were taking care of me."

After receiving Lin Zhuxi's affirmation, Jiang Yingbai felt relieved and said happily: "Sister Xi, if you like it, I will make it for you every day in the future."

"It's so hard to do it every day. I'm very happy to do it often. You don't know that every time I go back to China, I can't bear to leave without eating a few meals. After all, our Chinese food is still the best."

Sitting at the dining table in his own house, facing such a table of hot hometown dishes, Lin Zhuxi felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, and sighed: "I think I need some time to adapt to such a life full of fireworks."

She has lived here for several years, and has used the kitchen only a few times. Every time, she serves food on the table, it is always in various take-out boxes.

She had been eating alone for so many years, eating those exquisite-looking but lukewarm steak salads with red wine, and she started to suspect that her taste buds and memory had deteriorated.

Because no matter how skilled the chef is or how top-notch the ingredients are, she can't remember the taste after eating it.

"It's not hard, not at all. I learned cooking just to cook for you, Sister Xi..." Except for the first two sentences, "It's not hard," Jiang Yingbai said the rest to his teeth.

Lin Zhuxi didn't hear a single word.

"But Xiaobai, how do you know I like to eat these?"

Jiang Yingbai chuckled and said, "I asked Sister Li."

"You can guess it. Eat too, don't just sit there and watch me eat." Lin Zhuxi picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it in Jiang Yingbai's bowl.

Jiang Yingbai picked up the bowl and started eating.

What was happening before his eyes was exactly what he had dreamed of.

Jiang Yingbai was so happy that he wanted to cry.

Halfway through the meal, Jiang Yingbai asked tentatively, "Sister Xi, you didn't tell Sister Li that I'm staying at your place, did you?"

Lin Zhuxi replied while eating: "No, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yingbai: "Don't tell Sister Li, or she'll kick me out."

Lin Zhuxi smiled and said, "Don't talk about it, I still want to eat the meal you cooked, Xiaobai."

Jiang Yingbai felt relieved.

China.

Beijing.

The next day after Wen Li returned to China, he returned to Mingcheng from the capital.

There is still a month left in summer vacation, and Wen Li is ready to completely relax for a few days.

The third day after returning home.

Early in the morning, Lu Xixiao dressed the little guy neatly.

Both grandfather and grandson seemed a little impatient.

Especially the little ones who can't hide things.

Lu Xixiao asked: "Have you packed everything?"

The little guy nodded affirmatively: "Yeah."

Before leaving, he checked again with his grandfather to make sure there was nothing missed, and then he got on the car with peace of mind.

set off.

It's about three o'clock in the afternoon.

Two luxury cars with consecutive Beijing A license plates drove into the village, attracting curious discussions from a group of old men and women.

Old Mrs. Fang was shaking the well water in front of it, preparing to wash a few plastic vegetable baskets that were stained with oil smoke.

I saw two cars parked outside my yard.

She wiped her hands and walked out of the yard.

I guessed that he must be here to find Wen Li.

Seeing the back door of the car open, a very cute and handsome baby who looked like he was born into a wealthy family was taken out by a pair of big men's hands and put on the ground. Old Mrs. Fang became uncertain again.

In recent years, many people have driven to this remote area to look for Wen Li, including men and women, young and old, but there are no young ones, and none as young as this one.

Before Mrs. Fang could think of anything, the man holding the child got out of the car right behind the child.

Old Lady Fang looked at the tall, handsome man, who emerged from the courtyard after opening the low door. "Excuse me, who are you?"

Lu Xixiao: "Hello, grandma. My last name is Lu, Lu Xixiao. I came to see Wen Li. I didn't say hello in advance. I'm sorry for visiting so rashly."

Old Lady Fang looked at Lu Xixiao, who was very well-mannered and had a good personality, and smiled gently and replied: "As long as he is Li Li's friend, it won't be abrupt."

Lu Xixiao picked up the little guy on the ground and introduced him, "This is my nephew's child. He is also here to see Wen Li and General Hei."

Old Lady Fang nodded at the adorable little guy: "Okay."

Lu Xixiao said to the little guy: "Jingyuan, this is my sister's grandmother, my sister's family. I told you when I came here."

The little guy looked at the strange old lady shyly, pursed his lips, and moved them again. He was taught to call "Grandma" more than a dozen times in the car, but now all the words were stuck in his throat.

I was too embarrassed to give the gifts I had been holding all the way to others.

Lu Xixiao said to the old lady apologetically, "The child is a little shy. This is a gift from the child for you. He carried it all the way. It's not expensive, but it's a token of his love."

Old Lady Fang accepted the gift and looked at the little one with loving eyes: "It's okay. It's normal for children to be shy when meeting someone for the first time. Don't force him. Since it's a gift from the child, I will accept it. Come in and sit down. It's sunny outside."

Lu Xixiao carried the child into the yard.

Lu Qi and his two drivers and bodyguards took piles of gift boxes from the car and placed them in the main hall.

"Thank you for bringing too many gifts, Mr. Lu. You're too polite. I don't have anything good to treat you." Old Mrs. Fang took out a few cups and poured water. She smiled and said without beating around the bush, "Besides, Li Li doesn't like to accept gifts."

"You don't have to entertain us, we can just come on our own." Lu Xixiao took the teapot and water cup from Old Lady Fang and said, "If Wen Li doesn't want to accept them, I'll take them back."

Old Mrs. Fang was not being polite, so when she heard Lu Xixiao say that, she felt relieved.

At this time, she saw that several of the gift boxes looked very familiar, exactly the same as the gift boxes that Wen Li brought back during the Chinese New Year last year.

Old Mrs. Fang suddenly realized, "So those precious ginseng and donkey-hide gelatin that Li Li brought back last year were gifts from you, Mr. Lu."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but look at Lu Xixiao again.

That was the first time that Wen Li, who didn't like accepting gifts, brought a gift home.

"So Wen Li brought it back to you? I thought she threw it away." Lu Xixiao said jokingly, with a genuine smile on his face, "Don't call me Mr. Lu anymore, just call me Little Lu."

Unable to contain his curiosity, he asked, "Has Wen Li ever mentioned me to you?"