Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

dining room.

With the addition of Lu Luozhi and her brother, the previously fixed seating arrangements have been rearranged.

The old man should sit in the main seat.

Ying Huayu and his wife, along with Ying Sangrou, sat to his right.

Madam Ying and Ying Yuchuan Luluozhi sat on his left.

The antique-style round rosewood dining table matches the furniture in the house. It is already filled with various dishes prepared by chefs, with a fragrant aroma and exquisite style, comparable to the dishes made by the head chef of the Six Weeks Hotel.

Even the soup served before the meal is Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, which takes a lot of time and expensive ingredients to simmer.

The old man must really like this soup.

These past few days, Lu Luozhi has rarely eaten at home, and there haven't been so many people around. Looking at these dishes, she finally understood the luxurious lifestyle of the wealthy.

So this is how sophisticated the meals are for the wealthy.

If she takes out her phone to take a picture and post it on WeChat Moments at this moment...

She glanced silently at the Ying family members.

Forget it, even if she did take the picture, her group of poor friends on WeChat would just think she stole it from Xiaodigua.

She, Lu Luozhi, was notoriously poor.

It's the kind of meal you can eat and then post on social media to brag about.

She followed Ying Yuchuan's example, quietly pulling out a chair and sitting down solemnly.

I had barely sat down for three seconds when I heard a series of ghostly screams coming from outside.

That sound was from the little yellow duckling when the deer called.

She was secretly delighted.

This little yellow duck isn't stupid; it knows that when she's not around, it will sometimes find its way home on its own.

"Sister, sister..."

Lu Ming ran into the dining room. He seemed not to see anyone else; his eyes were only on his older sister.

"Help, sis! Quick, do you have any money? Give me some money."

He was covered in sweat from running, his messy blond hair making him look like a duckling that had just come ashore after swimming.

"I took a taxi back, but I don't have any money to pay. The driver is still waiting outside for me to pay. Hurry up and give me some money."

Lu Luozhi quickly reached into the pocket of her jeans. "How much?"

"A total of eighty-six pieces."

Upon hearing this, Lu Luozhi gasped in disbelief.

Forgetting for the others in the dining room, he yelled, "What the hell? You took a taxi that cost 86 yuan?"

The handful of ten, five, and one yuan coins in her hand only added up to sixty-six yuan.

The sky has fallen over Luluzhi.

She stared blankly at him. "You blondie, why don't you go sell yourself?"

Yellow-haired kid?

Ying Yuchuan, who was drinking soup next to her, looked at the tall, thin, blond-haired boy with a puzzled expression when he heard her shout. His brows furrowed involuntarily once again.

Ying Sangrou also looked at him.

I don't understand why he took a taxi back.

"Sister, I'm not in a problem selling myself, but someone has to want me first."

The deer call out loudly and boisterously.

At the time, the siblings were always so carefree and didn't think anything of it. But the other members of the Ying family were stunned when they heard it, especially Old Master Ying. When he heard that he was being sold into servitude, his gray eyebrows furrowed so tightly that even an iron couldn't smooth them out.

Lu Luozhi touched her other pocket and pulled out a 50-cent coin with delight.

"Brother, look, there's still fifty cents here."

Upon hearing this, Ying Sangrou's pink lips curved into an uncontrollable smile.

She loved listening to their silly, nonsensical conversations.

It makes me so happy just listening to it.

Five, a five-cent coin?

The soup spoon that Old Madam Ying was using fell back into the bowl with a "thud".

Some soup splashed out.

Even Ying Huayu and his wife were dumbfounded.

Does anyone still use 50-cent coins these days?

Ying Yuchuan glanced at the siblings again, sighed silently, and calmly instructed Old Ye, who was standing beside him, "Old Ye, go out and pay the bill."

"Yes, Young Master Yuchuan."

Old Ye, regaining his senses, moved quickly and walked out of the living room in a few steps.

As Lu Ming watched his retreating figure, he called out cheerfully, "Thanks, Lao Ye."

"Sit down and eat," Ying Yuchuan instructed a servant standing to the side, "and bring out another pair of bowls and chopsticks."

His words brought Lu Mingshi back to his senses.

He was surprised to find that, in addition to his brother-in-law, other members of the Ying family were also there.

They all looked at him like he was an idiot, or rather, a genius.

Even Ying was there.

He looked at Ying Sangrou and yelled again, "Ying, that's not right! I chased after your car and shouted until my voice almost split open, but you didn't even answer me."

Ying Sangrou's face was completely blank. "Did you call me?"

"Yeah, my sister wasn't here, so I had to come back with you in the car. But you ignored me and drove off in the car, so I had to find a taxi, which cost me eighty-six yuan."

He yelled at the top of his lungs, "Eighty-six yuan! That's my allowance for a week!"

Ying Sangrou then remembered that when she got into the car, she did hear someone calling her.

But she ignored it and just stood there in a daze.

So it was him calling her back then.

"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

She lowered her head in shame.

Grandpa Ying couldn't bear to see his granddaughter being lectured by an outsider.

"He came back and started shouting loudly, what kind of talk is that?"

He lowered his voice and stared at Lu Mingshi with displeasure.

"Can't you see we're all sitting here? Don't you even know how to greet people?"

Lu Ming wanted to retort, but Lu Luozhi frantically gave him meaningful glances.

Don't speak, don't talk back.

He pursed his lips, swallowing back the words that were about to come out.

Not wanting to make things difficult for my older sister.

Lu Luozhi quickly tried to smooth things over, "I'm sorry everyone, I'll teach my little brother a lesson later. Mingshi, quick, greet them. This is Grandpa Ying, Grandma Ying, Uncle Ying, and Aunt Ying. Remember, you must greet people when you see them in the future."

This isn't the countryside; wealthy people have many rules. Huangmao Yazai is used to being wild. At home, his grandmother would argue with him, but Yingjia isn't his grandmother, so she can't let him be so unruly.

Before Lu Ming could speak, Master Ying let out another deep groan.

"Not only do you need to greet people, but you also need to behave yourself while living here. We won't say anything about you bringing your younger brother with you when you marry in, since you are each other's only family. But I hope you can be more well-mannered and not start yelling as soon as you come back, as that will disturb other people."

Lu Luozhi lowered her eyes. "Yes, I understand. I will educate him properly."

"Good to know."

Grandpa Ying didn't even glance at them again, waving his hand with a displeased expression, "Everyone, let's eat, the food's getting cold."

sister!

Lu Mingshi couldn't stand others talking about his older sister like that. He was so angry that he wanted to argue with the old man, but Lu Luozhi quickly pulled him back from his impulsive act.

She shook her head at him as a subtle hint.

Don't make trouble.

This is not a place where he can act recklessly.

She silently pulled him to sit down in the chair, and the maid placed his bowl and chopsticks in front of him.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was somewhat tense.

The Lu siblings found the meal rather unappetizing.