Just agreed to the green tea confession, the school beauty came with her baby

Chapter 133 Father Lu is satisfied, and his son-in-law makes him proud

"Come on, I'll take you to the third floor."

"The third floor is where my grandfather lives, so we won't go in there. The other side is my grandfather's study, so we won't take you there either."

There is also a guest room on the second floor, and that’s basically it.

Lin Feng thought that the villa in Wantai Haoting would definitely look beautiful after it was renovated.

Lu Qingxue went downstairs and went to the living room, where she saw the parents teasing their child.

Lin Feng took out the gift and said, "Dad, this is for you."

Father Lu didn't say anything. Mother Lu handed Ruyi to Lin Feng and said, "Come if you want. What gift do you want to bring?"

Having said this, Mother Lu looked at her daughter.

Lu Qingxue opened the gift and said, "Dad, these are all bought by your son-in-law especially for you."

"He heard that you have a bad back, so he bought this ointment for you."

"And this is a small jar of tea leaves. I heard you like drinking tea!"

Mr. Lu hummed.

Mother Lu smiled and said, "Xiao Feng is thoughtful. It has been raining and windy recently, and his waist has started to hurt again. He needs this."

Lu Qingxue saw that it was almost time, "Mom and Dad, let's get the child to sleep."

Mother Lu nodded and said, "Go ahead, it's getting late!"

Lu Qingxue reached out to hug Ping An, but Father Lu was unwilling to give her the hand.
But when Ping'an saw his mother, he happily stretched out his little hands.

Mother Lu said, "Ping An likes his grandfather so much that he won't let me hold him!"

Lin Feng and Lu Qingxue went to the second floor to coax the child to sleep.

After they left, Father Lu asked angrily, "That's it? Where's her gift?"

Mother Lu suppressed her laughter and said, "How would I know? If you want a gift, ask her."

Of course Mr. Lu wouldn't ask, because that would make him look so stupid!
Mother Lu opened her son-in-law's gift and said, "Here, I'll give you a try with the ointment."

Mr. Lu took it and looked at it impatiently. There was no logo on it. He frowned:
"What the hell is this!"

It's obvious that he's venting his anger on others because he didn't get any gifts!
Mother Lu guessed, "This might be what Xiao Feng asked the old doctor to do."

But it’s made by an old doctor, and it has such good packaging?
"Come, I'll give you one to try."

Mr. Lu was a little worried:

"I'll tear it off when it starts to itch."

"Left, a little higher, this is where it hurts!"

Mother Lu applied two more patches to him, "Okay, apply them all and see how they work."

"Don't mention it, this smell is quite pleasant. It's obviously very strong, but now it's dissipating."

Mr. Lu has used a lot of medicated liquor and plasters.

When the pain comes, I will try any possible means to get help.

Something like that which costs one or two yuan a piece. I've used it.

I have also used ones that cost one or two hundred or one or two thousand per piece.

None of them worked, only the medicinal wine was slightly effective, but it didn't work later.

He didn't hold out much hope for the ointment and picked up the small jar of tea.

He opened a small can and instantly became alert.

Hey, this...

Seeing this, Mother Lu asked, "What's wrong?"

He had drunk this tea before. He got 20 grams from a friend and drank it for a long time, but he couldn't bear to drink it.

"I'll go make this tea."

Although Mr. Lu likes to drink tea and his tea-making skills are decent, they are not as good as his friend's.

Seeing how enthusiastic he was, Mother Lu thought the tea her son-in-law sent was good, and went to do her skin care.

She tries to do her skin care around 9 o'clock every day, as this time period is the best!
Mother Lu is in her forties, but her skin is well maintained and she looks like she is in her thirties.

At this time, she heard her husband talking on the phone, and when she listened carefully it seemed to be about tea.

She came out with a face mask on and asked, "How is the tea my son-in-law sent me?"

Mr. Lu's attitude towards Lin Feng completely changed because of this small can of tea, and he began to praise him.

"The tea this young man sent must have taken a lot of thought and money. Very good!"

Mother Lu was making a facial mask with her fingers snapping, while leaning against the closet and laughing at him:
"Oh, from the tone of voice, has this son-in-law accepted it?"

"I've tried all the teas you can buy on the market. What? Is the tea my son-in-law bought good stuff?"

"Impossible! There is still tea that you have never seen before?" Father Lu did not bother to argue with her and smiled happily:

"You don't understand tea, I won't bother with you!"

"I can only say that even if I have money, I may not be able to get this tea."

Mother Lu suddenly became energetic:

"Is this true? What kind of tea is this?"

Father Lu chuckled and said, "You can't drink this tea even if you have money. You won't understand even if I tell you."

Mother Lu really didn't know much about tea, but after hearing what he said, she quickly praised her son-in-law:

"Then this son-in-law is really good."

Father Lu took the lead, "Just because he can get this tea, I look at him with new eyes."

After a pause, he continued, "This plaster is not bad. It doesn't seem to hurt anymore."

Mother Lu didn't believe it. "Is it true? It's only been half an hour and the pain is gone?"

Mr. Lu’s back injury relapsed and he was in pain all night long.

How can it be so fast?
Father Lu moved, with a look of surprise and astonishment:

"Hey, it really doesn't hurt anymore, this is amazing."

When he said it didn't hurt, he meant there was no obvious pain, but there was still a dull pain.

The plaster is as effective as all the ones he has used before, and it’s no exaggeration.

Mother Lu was happy too, "That's good, that's good. He gave me two packs, about two hundred notes."

"After I have this plaster, I don't have to worry about back pain anymore!"

Father Lu nodded, looking very happy:

"I'm not taking a shower tonight, so I'll just stick to it. I can't waste it."

Mother Lu nodded, "Yes, you can just sleep on the sofa."

She has a quirk: if Mr. Lu doesn't take a shower, he can't lie on the bed.

Father Lu nodded and said, "Okay, I'll sleep on the sofa then."

Outside their master bedroom is a small living room with a sofa and some tools for making tea.

There were cars outside, parked in their outside parking spaces.

Mother Lu stood in front of the window and looked out, "Who is it so late at night?"

Father Lu said with a smile, "Go to sleep, it's Lao Zhan who's here."

Mother Lu quickly responded, "What did you ask him to do so late at night? To drink tea with you?"

Mr. Lu didn't say anything, which meant he agreed.

"Then I'm going to sleep. Let's enjoy the tea my son-in-law sent me."

This sentence made Mr. Lu very embarrassed.

Because that's what he thinks.

Lao Zhan loves tea, and the two have been friends for many years because of tea. Even so, Mr. Lu cannot drink his collection.

“Great tea!”

As soon as Lao Zhan entered the small living room, he smelled it, his eyes lit up, and he began to rub his hands.

Mr. Lu said nothing and made him a cup.

Lao Zhan took a bite and immediately became excited:

"Good tea, good tea! Where did you get it?"

"Tell me quickly, I've made a lot of money from investing recently, buy as much as you can!"

Father Lu looked like he was thinking about it, and he laughed when he heard what he said, "Do you think I'm short of money?"

Old Zhan slapped his forehead. In his excitement, he forgot that Mr. Lu was rich.

"Yes, yes, yes. You are not short of money. How much did you pay for it? How much do you have? Sell me some."

According to Lao Zhan, even though Mr. Lu loves drinking tea, there is no good tea at home.

The good tea he was talking about is the kind that is priceless.

Old Zhan has a wide network of contacts and many channels, and some of the teas at home are indeed something that Mr. Lu cannot buy even if he has money.

Because of this, Lao Zhan would bring it up from time to time and look down on his tea.

Now, Mr. Lu finally felt like he had turned defeat into victory.

(End of this chapter)