I won't serve you after dressing like a black-hearted stepmother (MTL)

Chapter 47

Chapter 47: Can I Work in Your Store?

    As a little birthday star, Rui Er naturally has special treatment. Lu Shuyao made a cake for him. Although he couldn't make the cream, it was enough for the child to lick his fingers. With cake crumbs on the corner of his mouth, he shouted in a milky voice,

    "Delicious! Thank you mother!"

    Everyone laughed.

    He was really good-natured, and Lu Shuyao couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect to have such an old son before he was married. In fact, I like little girls in my heart, and I used to fantasize about having a cute and lovely daughter when I get married.

    It's just that I'm here now, and I don't know what the future will be like. Those fantasies may never be realized.

    What she gave Lu Xingrui was an enlightenment book, and she felt that he was getting bigger and bigger, and it was time to start learning. Grandma Song gave a pair of solid silver bracelets with auspicious wish patterns, which were heavy to wear. Lu Shuyao said that she was spending money, and she waved her hand and said that it was a waste for her child.

    The two maids and the nanny both took out the shoes and socks sachets they had made, which was considered to be fun. While everyone was playing with the children at home, she quietly went out alone, wanting to see the moon outside.     The moon is so full tonight. She sits on the threshold and looks at the moon, thinking of her own home, her parents, her grandparents, and the birthdays her family gave her before. There are matcha ice cream cakes that she loves but dare not eat, candles, birthday songs and wishes.     Just thinking about it makes my eyes feel a little wet.     "Mrs. Lu?" Lu Shuyao, who     suddenly heard someone's voice, was startled, and quickly turned around, seeing that it was Deng Zhixing who was going home alone, so she didn't jump up from the threshold to hide and go home.     "Why are you, you startled me." The     moonlight was bright, she saw the neighbor was empty-handed and looked a little disappointed, and couldn't help asking: "Why are you alone, just came home so late? "     When he got closer, she could still smell the slight smell of alcohol in the air. He didn't answer, and found an open space beside her and sat down.

    "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

    What happened to him? When Madam Lu asked this question, she seemed to be making a big fuss. It's nothing more than a matter of the DPRK.

    He is young and is on the censor's desk. He has always taken the lead in fighting villains. Now that something has happened in the court, they may lose everything if they are not careful.

    In order to protect him, others participated in his book on the open, and secretly told him to take a leave of absence. He was reluctant to do this at first, but the situation was pressing and he had no choice but to accept their arrangement. Sure enough, the emperor kept his book of ginseng from being issued, granted him a sick leave, and told him to take care of himself at home.

    But he was clearly in good shape.

    Of course it is not reconciled. He went to Lu Zilin for a drink, and after a while, Lu Zilin was called away by the family. Now he felt even more empty, and walked back home without knowing it.

    Lu Shuyao saw that he did not speak, and thought he had encountered something. He was in trouble, so he comforted him: "It's okay, what's the problem? If you need any help, we can help you discuss it together."

    "It's a matter of the court." Deng Zhixing finally said, The voice was a little muffled.

    Oh, then she can't help.

    Originally, I just thought that if there was a small problem, I could enlighten him for the sake of the neighbors, and being friends wouldn't mean that I would die of old age. But as soon as he said it, it was such a matter in the courtroom. Lu Shuyao had self-awareness, so she should not get involved in any intrigue.

    The two suddenly fell silent together, and the soft light of the moon fell silently on them. Deng Zhixing was at a loss. Originally, he regarded the Censor Terrace as a place where he worked hard all his life, but now it was suddenly empty, and he didn't know what he was going to do or where he was going.

    He looked at Lu Shuyao: "Why is Madam Lu sitting here alone?"

    Such a low voice made her ears a little puffy, and she didn't have time to think about it: "Rui'er's birthday, there's a lot of commotion inside, I'll come out to check it out. Look at the moon."

    Deng Zhixing remembered the little water she saw vaguely in her eyes when she came over just now. Is there anything sad about Mrs. Lu? She didn't say it, and he didn't ask much.

    "Go back, it's getting late, I have to work tomorrow." Lu Shuyao stood up and patted the dust on her body. If she didn't go back to Xia Ying, she should come out to find her.

    Deng Zhixing looked up at Lu Shuyao, who seemed to have regained his energy all of a sudden, and an idea came to his mind.

    "Mrs. Lu, can I go to your shop to help you work?"

    Anyway, he didn't know what to do next. The sun-like light on Lu Shuyao's body attracted him, making him want to approach him involuntarily.

    "Huh? How is this possible, don't you want to go to court?"

    This question confused Lu Shuyao.