On Sunday morning, the weather suddenly cleared up. This autumn rain seems to have washed away the last residual heat left in the summer, and the morning breeze has a little more coolness.
Lu Yufang stood on the balcony watering the plants, humming a newly learned tune. Wei Lanying asked him from the side: "What makes you so happy?"
"Sunday is always a happy day," Lu Yufang turned to look at his grandma, smiling handsomely, "you can play as much as you want."
"I heard from your mother that you are going to the movies with your classmates today?" Wei Lanying has always cherished her grandson, "Is there enough pocket money? Do you want grandma to subsidize you a little?"
"That's enough, I still have a lot of red envelope money left for the Spring Festival." Lu Yufang's family never withheld his red envelope money, and he never spent it recklessly. Last year, Fang Jing gave him a bank card and asked him to spend his own money.
"My small coffers are still full." Lu Yufang put his arms around his grandma coquettishly, "When I run out of money, I will definitely find grandma, grandma is the best."
"Tiantian'grandma is the best'," Lu Yuanshan came out of the house, "the little guy will make your grandma happy."
"Mr. Lu, you are jealous, right?" Lu Yufang has always been superb at making things happen, he leaned up to his grandfather and said with a smile, "But think about it, I, a 16-year-old boy, acted like a baby at you, and I was not slapped to death by your palm?"
"Who does your mouth look like!" Lu Yuanshan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and raised his hand to pinch his face.
"It's not like me anyway." Fang Jing set the table and chopsticks at the dinner table, and answered the conversation without raising her head.
Lu Ming was sitting on the sofa flipping through the newspaper, and laughed as soon as he heard it: "Okay, that's up to me. Lu Yufang, you must be better than blue, keep working hard."
"Yes! Thank you Dad for your encouragement." Lu Yufang looked embarrassed.
The father and son made the whole family laugh.
After breakfast, Lu Yufang returned to his room. There are still two hours before the movie starts, and the time agreed with Xi Mo is still one and a half hours away. He casually grabbed a book from the bookshelf and stared openly in a daze.
Last night I called Jiang Cheng to watch a movie together, but the kid was determined to fulfill his promise of "never show up when it shouldn't be", and teased him on the other end of the phone in an extremely ambiguous tone: "Old Ban, you are wrong, how can you bring a light bulb on a date."
The word "dating" caused Lu Yufang to stutter: "What... what a date! It's just watching a movie!"
Jiang Cheng suppressed a smile: "Oh, Lu Yufang, whose face is as thick as a city wall, is actually shy."
Lu Yufang was annoyed: "I didn't! I just... just..."
"Just" for a long time, he didn't think of what to say next.
Jiang Cheng crazily complained about him: "Lu Yufang, I think I will soon see how your IQ is not enough, hahahaha."
Lu Yufang was so angry that he hung up the phone. Jiang Cheng was not annoyed either, and sent a text message to continue teasing him: "Calm down, don't mess it up."
"Who says I'm not calm anymore." Lu Yufang thought about it, took out his phone and deleted the text message. In the next second, Xi Mo's QQ dialog box popped up: "Are you up?"
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