He secretly changed his character

"Are you going to live your whole life alone like this? Find me a stepfather right away. It would be best if he was a billionaire, so that I can be a rich second-generation and inherit the throne."

Xiao Yushu's face flushed, "Kid, why do you still like to talk nonsense!"

Lu Zichu held his hand and spoke more earnestly, "Mom, I'm serious. My dad has been gone for more than ten years, you should let it go. You lived for me before, and I hope you can live for yourself in the future. Go to the park and do some square dancing and meet some potential partners."

"Zi Chu..."

"As long as he treats you well, I will bless you and call him dad."

After saying that, seeing Xiao Yushu's sad expression and worried eyes, he immediately started laughing again, "Are you afraid that my dad will come into your dreams to embarrass you at night? Don't worry, if he really comes, tell him to find me, and I'll take care of it for you."

"I'm just afraid—"

"Are you really afraid of my dad?"

"How is that possible? Your father is a henpecked husband. He never dares to go against my will."

"Then what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid your father will think we've forgotten him, and he'll be very sad—" Lu Zichu didn't know whether Lu Zhengyi was sad or not, but at this moment Xiao Yushu's sadness was obvious. She stretched out her fingers to wipe her tears and said softly, "If he sees that I've changed my mind, he'll be very sad..."

"That's not the case. Dad lives in our hearts. As long as you and I are still alive, he will be immortal."

"Eternal immortality? Do you think you are a hero or martyr?" Xiao Yushu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"He is our hero." Lu Zichu patted the back of Xiao Yushu's hand. "I think he also hopes that there is someone who can love you like he does and accompany you until old age."

Xiao Yushu didn't say anything.

Lu Zichu sighed, "No matter how peaceful the times are, it's hard to turn back, we can only move forward."

After the two of them finished talking about this, Lu Zichu mentioned the incident with Mr. Chen whom he met in Hong Kong not long ago, and showed Xiao Yushu the family photo that Annie Chen sent to her mobile phone.

Xiao Yushu only vaguely remembered hearing Lu Zhengyi say that he had an uncle who went to Hong Kong.

Lu Zichu asked, "Why didn't you go and recognize your relatives before?"

"They are rich, and we are poor. They have the nerve to recognize us, but we are too embarrassed to have the audacity to visit them."

"The false aloofness of scholars."

Xiao Yushu didn't comment. "Now that you have made it big, and since your uncle treats you sincerely, you should go and see him more often during the holidays... When people get older, they will miss their hometown and always like to talk about the people and things in their hometown."

"Yes. Next Spring Festival, we will go to see the old man together and let the beautiful lady go for a walk."

……

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them were ready to leave.

Lu Zichu was a little nervous and didn't dare to say that he wanted to leave with Fei Mingze.

Fei Mingze said goodbye to Xiao Yushu.

Xiao Yushu gave him a red envelope and then said goodbye to the two of them.

Lu Zichu wanted to make up an excuse, "Mom, I..."

Xiao Yushu didn't even look at him. He just talked cordially with Fei Mingze and then closed the door neatly.

Lu Zichu was met with a setback.

He felt that he shouldn't have come back, and shouldn't have brought Fei Mingze with him.

On the way back, Fei Mingze seemed to be still interested in their afternoon conversation, "Do you really want your mom to find you a stepfather?"

"what happened?"

"What a good son."

"What else? She used to have Sister An Ran to keep her company, so her life was more lively. But after the New Year she will get married and have a baby. Besides, Uncle Jiang has a partner, so my mother is left alone in Longcheng. I am really worried."

"How about I introduce one to Aunt Xiao?"

"Forget it. The people you know are unreliable."

"Unreliable? Is that the personal label you give me?"

Lu Zichu's system background categorizes everyone he knows into different categories and gives them their own labels, just like a WeChat friend list.

Fei Mingze has several——

Learning God.

Tricky expert.

The flower of the high mountains.

rich second generation.

demon king.

Deadly enemy.

ATM machine on the move.

When Lu Zichu heard him speak, he immediately defended himself, "How is it possible? Master Fei is obviously the most beautiful girl in Gaoling."

"What do you mean by old age? Are you saying I'm very old?"

"This joke is very meaningful."

"Really not. I seldom go online and don't understand these Internet buzzwords. Please be kind enough to explain them to me."

"Gaolingzhihua literally means a flower on a high mountain. It is extended to mean a beautiful thing or person that is unattainable and difficult to approach."

"I see. This is what you call being out of touch with reality, right?"

"You are indeed a genius student. Your comprehension ability is top-notch." Lu Zichu winked at him, "Look, in my mind, you are so tall, majestic, and shining, like a fairy."

"how about you?"

"I am just an ordinary person."

"Aren't fairies always paired with mortal men?"

"Where is it?"

"Why not? The Cowherd is paired with the Weaver Girl, and Dong Yong is paired with the Seven Fairies."

“These are all myths and legends.”

"Then can you find someone better than me?"

Although Lu Zichu didn't want to admit it, he had to accept this reality. Fei Mingze was like an emperor standing at the pinnacle of the world. There were very few people who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him, let alone surpass him.

"If you keep saying that, I'll ask you to pay me for mental damages." Lu Zichu sneered, "You're not here to pay New Year's greetings, you're here to challenge me."

Fei Mingze asked knowingly, "Which gym are you going to play?"

"Pretend! Just keep pretending!"

"No comparison, no harm. Is that what you mean?"

Of course, there is no harm without comparison. Without Fei Mingze to show off, Xiao Yushu's satisfaction with his son would not plummet.

Lu Zichu pulled Fei Mingze's sleeve and wiped away the non-existent tears on it. "Next year, I beg you to never come to my house again."

"You are the real actor." Fei Mingze took out the black card. "Just come to my house next year. I will pay the appearance fee."

Lu Zichu took it without saying anything and kissed it again and again, "Oh, I really love you to death."

"You're welcome."

"I mean the black card."

Fei Mingze, "..."

After a while, he said, "Next time, I suggest you kiss me on the face. Kissing the credit card is a waste of saliva."

"Is Master Fei so poor that he needs to use his saliva as a facial mask?"

"Will you die if you don't make fun of me once every three sentences?"

Lu Zichu gave him a boastful smile.

This Spring Festival, because he spent the New Year at the Fei family, Lu Zichu had a great harvest, with hundreds of red envelopes alone.

That night he lay on the bed counting a bunch of red envelopes while chatting with Fei Mingze, "Hey, now that you are this old, do your relatives and friends still give you red envelopes? Or are they planning to give them until you get married?"

"When it comes to giving red envelopes, the age of the recipient is not considered."

"What are you looking at?"