Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

"I haven't told anyone, don't worry, Mom. Before I got married, you told Dad repeatedly that this was money my family gave me to live on, and I didn't tell them a word."

Lu Yi spoke calmly, and his eyes met Lu's mother's without a trace of avoidance, which made Lu's mother feel relieved.

"That's fine, that's fine."

As a mother, she knew her daughter's personality best, and she was afraid of being deceived by her in-laws so she confessed everything, so she just didn't say anything.

"Yier, don't think I'm nagging. I have to explain everything to you again." Mother Lu looked at Lu Yi with a serious expression.

"Mom, please go ahead." Lu Yi also sat upright, looking as if he was listening attentively.

"This is not a secret. The money is yours and has nothing to do with the Jiang family. Don't feel any psychological burden or guilt. Do you hear me?" Mother Lu stared at Lu Yi, her tone unusually strong.

After Lu Yi nodded, she sighed again, patted the back of Lu Yi's hand, and said slowly:

"When I got married, your grandparents gave me half of their savings. I foolishly told your father everything from the bottom of my heart."

Mother Lu made a two with her hand and continued, "The next day, your grandmother brought your aunt to borrow money. The amount she asked for was exactly the amount I brought."

"I was shy back then, and they never mentioned paying me back after I borrowed the money. After I gave birth to you and was in confinement, I wanted to eat meat, but your father didn't have any money, so I went to them and begged them to pay me back. Your grandmother then gave him six eggs and beat them to send him off."

Lu Yi frowned slightly when he heard this. This was something the original owner had never heard his mother mention.

"Well, it's all past events. Why should I mention this to you?" Mother Lu wiped her eyes embarrassedly.

"Mom doesn't mean to scare you. You have to be on guard against others. Even if you want to talk about it, you have to wait until you have a child. Only then can you be close to your husband and wife. Yi'er, listen to mom."

Lu Yi turned his face slightly and touched his mother's rough palm. "Hey, Mom, I remember everything. I won't mention a single word."

"You sit down. Your father and brother probably won't be back until it's almost dark. I'll make you a bowl of brown sugar and egg water. It's your favorite." Mother Lu smiled with satisfaction and stood up to get five eggs from the kitchen cupboard.

He scooped a bowl of water from the pot, and while Lu's mother turned around to get the brown sugar, Lu Yi poured another bowl of water into it.

"Mom, it's too boring for me to drink alone. Make two bowls so we can all drink!"

"You kid." Mother Lu nodded at her with a smile, carefully opened the jar of brown sugar, scooped four spoonfuls in, stirred it slightly, and the sweet aroma of sugar water emanated from the pot.

Lu Yi sat on a small stool and stuffed two thin pieces of firewood into it. The mother and daughter chatted and both cherished this quiet time together.

As soon as the smoke from the kitchen rose, Lu's father and Lu Yu returned home.

"Lao Lu, why did you two come back so early today? I just washed the rice and haven't cooked any dishes yet." Mother Lu looked at them in surprise, holding the hen with its neck wiped.

"My daughter is at home, how can I not rush home?!"

Father Lu went to wash his hands and face, then looked at Lu Yi with a smile, nodding his head. "Well, not bad, not bad. Your cheeks are rosy, your hair is black and shiny, not dry or yellow. You look good! It seems that the Jiang family has not treated my daughter badly."

"Those who know you are a father, and those who don't think you have a fortune teller in your house."

Mother Lu glared at him and stuffed the hen with its head drooping in her hand into Father Lu's hand. "Yier loves the old hen you cook. This dish is for you."

Lu Yu came over after washing her hands, her dark red cheeks showing a row of teeth in a smile, "I like it too. If my sister hadn't come back, I wouldn't have been able to have this bite."

"When was there a time when you were so greedy that your mother didn't want to kill a chicken for you? You just talk nonsense!" Mother Lu glared at Lu Yu, turned around and went to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables.

Lu Yu scratched his head and gave Lu Yi a chuckle, "Sister, I'm not talking nonsense. I'm craving Dad's cooking skills, not the life of this old hen."

Lu Yi licked her lips. After hearing what they said, she began to look forward to it.

The whole family crowded into the kitchen. The Lu family's kitchen was spacious. The brother and sister could chat while lighting a fire in the kitchen without hindering their father from cooking. Their mother also came back from the vegetable garden, with a basket of vegetables piled high in her hand.

On the plate was the chicken that Father Lu had spent half a day chopping into pieces. "Alright, let this chicken sit for a while so that it can absorb the flavor. Then, stir-fry it in a pan and pour some boiling water over it. That's when it's delicious!"

Lu Yi swallowed his saliva again. It seemed as if the brown sugar and egg soup he had eaten in the afternoon was digested all at once. He couldn't wait for the chicken to cook quickly.

"Fry me a plate of peanuts later. My son and I will have some wine and have some fun." Father Lu smacked his lips and smiled at Mother Lu.

"Where is the wine at home? Have you forgotten? When Erzhu came, you and Yutou got him drunk together. We drank up the whole bottle of wine at home, not a drop left."

"Mom, stop calling me Taro. It doesn't sound nice."

Lu Yu protested softly, but no one paid any attention.

Father Lu was immersed in his own sorrow and asked again in disbelief, "Is the wine finished? Really?"

"It's really gone." Mother Lu spread her hands helplessly.

Lu Yi suddenly grinned, "Yes! Dad, I almost forgot, where is my backpack? There is wine in it."

This reminded Lu Yi. She stood up and turned around, and found the backpack that no one cared about in the main hall. After she took a few steps, Lu's father trotted over and picked up the backpack on the table.

Father Lu stared at the backpack with his eyes as sharp as a laser, his mouth grinning unconsciously, "You are my good daughter! Haha! Let me take a look at the wine."

Lu's mother steamed the rice, washed her hands, and came out, looking at the backpack curiously.

Lu Yi took out the things in the backpack one by one, and then put the empty backpack on the ground.

The expressions of Lu's father and mother gradually became strange.

"Did your parents-in-law prepare all these?" Father Lu asked with a trembling voice, pointing at the pile of things on the table.

Mother Lu shook her head. "Impossible! The Jiang family has more than one daughter-in-law, Yi'er. These things are much more than what was prepared on the day of the return visit. Those two sisters-in-law will definitely make a fuss."

Lu Yi smiled and said, "Mom and Dad, these were not prepared by the Jiang family. I bought them with my own money."

Father Lu breathed a sigh of relief, quickly reached for the glass bottle on the table, bit open the lid with his teeth, put it under his nose and took a deep sniff, then smiled happily, "Good wine!"

Lu Yu had already opened the bag of peach cakes and took out three pieces. He stuffed one into his mouth and handed the other to Lu Yi.

"This pastry is so delicious. Sister knows what I like to eat. I'm hungry now, so you should eat some too."

Mother Lu couldn't smile. She took the peach cake handed to her by Lu Yu, put it in her mouth and took a small bite. "Yier, tell me, these things are not cheap, right?"