The seven emotions and six desires are all my nourishment

He even gave most of the millet he saved and brought back to little Jianhua to eat, and he was the one who bought the malted milk that Lu Jianhua ate when he was a child.

Every time Lu Jianhua saw him coming back, he would pester him, wanting to ride on him and pick his pockets. He was not shy at all and was very affectionate to him.

In fact, Lu Jianhua's behavior largely made up for the lack of family affection for the old man Lu. After all, when he came back, his son was afraid of him, and his grandsons were just like his father, idiots with only body but no brains.

Old Man Lu felt both disgusted and lost. All his love was satisfied by this younger brother. If Lu Youwei had always raised little Jianhua as his youngest son, then Old Man Lu was doting on him without principles.

In other words, the three fools he mentioned were generous and agreed to spoil little Jianhua, otherwise it would really cause family conflicts.

Lu Youwei felt cold and painful, and his father and son had forgotten about him, so he had to quietly push open the door and come in.

The door creaked and another gust of cold wind blew by. Little Jianhua's face was covered with tears and he shivered from the cold.

Old Man Lu turned around and roared, "Close the door! If you let Jianhua freeze, I will never forgive you!" After saying that, he stopped Lu Jianhua from getting on the kang.

Lu Youwei...

He closed the door silently and sat carefully on the bench, not daring to sit on the kang.

Deer antlers and deerskins are familiar to me here. In fact, Jianhua has two kangs. The kang in the inner room is connected to the kitchen and is warmer than the one outside. There are books in the inner room and I sleep in it.

Deerskin and Deerhorn went into the inner room, took a few sweet potatoes, a handful of chestnuts and a handful of peanuts from the box, and threw them into the brazier and started roasting them with a smile.

Old Man Lu coaxed Lu Jianhua again and again, and finally he stopped crying. Old Man Lu also breathed a sigh of relief and kicked Lu Youwei, "Why don't you go and get your uncle a hot towel to wipe his face? What if he gets chapped?"

Lu Youwei...

I quietly got up to iron the towel. When I passed by the two deerskin brothers squatting by the brazier with smiles on their faces, I suddenly felt a little upset...

After wiping his face, he felt much better. Lu Jianhua was still sobbing a little, his eyes sparkling, and he looked particularly attractive.

Then he started to chatter away, telling Old Man Lu about the meaningful and extraordinary things he had done in recent days, and how happy he was that he had made friends without having to go out to work.

I was so thirsty from talking that I kept pouring water for you and the old deer man fed you.

Little Jianhua sat right next to Old Man Lu, which made Old Man Lu very happy. "Brother, when did you come back? When did you leave?" Lu Jianhua asked with some reluctance. Every time they met, Old Man Lu would leave after a few days.

Old Man Lu touched Xiao Jianhua's long hair and felt soft in his heart, "I'm retired now. I won't leave anymore. I'll just stay at home to support you and look after you."

"Really? You're not leaving anymore?" Lu Jianhua was very happy, but he also felt something was wrong. He asked worriedly, "Brother, are you retiring normally?"

The old man smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll retire normally. No one will mess with me. It's just that this time when I went down to the mine, I realized that I'm really old. I'm 65 years old and my physical strength can't keep up. Don't worry."

"You're not old!"

"Brother is tall and mighty, handsome and strong, smart and capable! I would feel at ease if you could stay at home all the time. I would be happy if you retired. You must help me well!"

Lu Jianhua's dissatisfied but righteous praise and orders made the old man laugh out loud, and the air of old age on his face also dissipated a lot.

The deer antlers and deerskins were making faces at each other, which made my teeth feel sore. Third Grandpa’s mouth can even fool ghosts!

Lu Youwei was a little jealous. His third uncle had never coaxed him like this before. He stared at Lu Jianhua with some resentment.

Old Man Lu smiled happily and agreed without hesitation, wishing he could work like a slave for Lu Jianhua right now.

Lu Jianhua only behaves like a lively child when he is with Old Man Lu.

When facing Lu Youwei and his two sons, he habitually acts like an elder, so Lu Youwei has a contradictory feeling of respecting Jianhua but also treating him as his son.

Lu Jianhua turned around, leaned over to the table next to the glass window at the head of the kang, and took out a stack of drawing paper.

"Brother, look! This is my New Year's gift to you. When I finish the watch, I will put glass on it and give it to you!" Lu Jianhua's eyes were shining, and his face was full of praise for me!

Old Man Lu looked down and saw that the paintings were of him when he was young and now, basically one for each year.

And each picture is colored. Except for the wrong clothes, there is really no difference in appearance. It can be seen that the child remembers himself very well.

The more he flipped through the pages, the more Old Man Lu wanted to cry. There were papers from his parents, brothers, grandparents, big and small, each one bringing tears to his eyes.

Old Man Lu's eyes were a little sore. He raised his hand to touch Jianhua's head and said gently, "Jianhua's paintings are getting better and better! Big brother likes it very much! Big brother has to thank you!"

Lu Youwei also stood up quietly and watched behind his father.

Deer antlers and deerskins were more direct. I went straight to the table at the head of the kang to look at them. I didn’t rummage around. I just saw a picture of myself and took it. “There’s also mine! There’s also mine! Hahaha!”

The two young men with duck voices were speaking in accents, happily holding the uncolored portraits and laughing like fools.

Lu Youwei felt wronged, "...Ahem, does my uncle have any for me?"

Before Lu Jianhua could even open his mouth, his father scolded him, "Get lost! You're already a grown-up and you still want everything! Don't pens and paper cost money? Doesn't drawing strain your eyes? Draw you, draw you, draw your ass!"

Lu Youwei...this old man might as well go to work...

Lu Jianhua grabbed the old man and said, "Brother, don't scold Youwei all the time, especially outside. You have to give Youwei some face, okay?"

Old Man Lu agreed, but he felt a little uncomfortable.

Lu Jianhua crawled over again and brought over some papers. "This is what I drew for you and Xiaohua. There are pictures for both of you and one for each of you. But you can't take them away now. I'll give them to you when I'm done."

Zhang Xiaohua is Lu Youwei's daughter-in-law.

Lu Youwei was so happy when he saw the painting that was even better than the copy. He also wanted Lu Jianhua to paint it, but he didn't ask Lu Jianhua because he saw her painting every day when she came to visit him. He was afraid of tiring him out, so he didn't ask her. Who knew there would be such a surprise!

"Hey, I'll listen to my uncle!"

Old Man Lu was a little jealous, but Lu Jianhua crawled over and hugged his arm again, "Brother, I've been looking forward to your return. I was just waiting for you to come home so I could draw a family portrait for you!"

"As soon as I thought of you, you came back! You are so nice!" Lu Jianhua leaned his head on his arm, his hair was messed up.

Lu Jianhua coaxed and was affectionate, which made the old man feel soft inside. "Go home with big brother. Big brother is worried if you live here alone."

Hearing this, Lu Jianhua suddenly sat up, seriously let go of Lu Lao's arm, and pointed with her little hand, "Stand still!"

Old Man Lu instinctively got off the kang, a little afraid that his ancestor would lose his temper, and stood up straight. "...What's wrong?"

Lu Youwei likes this moment the most, he can hardly suppress the smile!