Hai Ling asked him: “Boss Lu, have you finished your meal?”
The rice she cooked was barely enough for the old lady to eat, and the old lady didn’t eat much.
If you call Lu Dongming again, well, you can only cook it again.
“At this point, if he hasn’t eaten yet, he deserves to be hungry.”
Lu Dongming: “…Hai Ling, I’ve eaten it, you and Grandma Zhan eat slowly, Yangyang, Uncle Lu bought you another windmill.”
He handed the windmill to Yangyang flatteringly.
Yang Yang looked at the windmill and continued to eat his food.
Uncle Lu can only send windmills, except for windmills or windmills.
There are only big windmills and small windmills.
The windmill Uncle Lu bought is not as attractive as the food in his bowl.
“Dong Ming, Yang Yang is a very smart boy.”
The old lady put down the dishes, she was full.
Lu Dongming agreed and said: “Yes, Yang Yang is very smart.”
“Then you still send windmills to Yangyang to play with? If you want to give them, you can give them some educational toys. You always give them windmills, nothing new. Didn’t you see that Yangyang just wants to eat and doesn’t want to look at your windmills?” .”
The eldest grandson’s friends are all of the same virtue as the eldest grandson.
The exception is Sunan, whose mouth is as good as Zhan Haoyu’s.
The old lady is still not sure whether Lu Dongming has other thoughts about Hai Ling, but she can be sure that Lu Dongming is trying to please Yang Yang, as if he wants Yang Yang to call him father.
Lu Dongming: … I obviously simply like the child Yang Yang.
Lu Dongming said awkwardly, “I have never taken care of children, so I don’t know what toys children like. The last time I gave Yangyang a windmill, he was very happy and let me hug him. I think he likes windmills, so I will give them to Yangyang.” He bought a windmill.”
old lady:”……”
It’s just a big bastard who doesn’t know how to adapt.
She even suspected that her late old friend, Mrs. Lu, was pissed off by Lu Dongming’s big and rough grandsons.
The old lady felt that the nine grandchildren in her family were enough to give her headaches and heartbreak, but compared with Lu Dongming, she felt that her grandchildren were all much better than Lu Dongming.
This is no harm without comparison.
Seeing Lu Dongming’s embarrassment, Hai Ling quickly helped his son take the windmill from Lu Dongming’s hand, and said with a smile: “Yangyang still likes to play with windmills, Mr. Lu, thank you.”
She motioned her son to thank Lu Dongming.
Yang Yang ate all the food in the bowl, and after putting down the bowl, he took out a paper towel and wiped the oil stains around his mouth, then took the windmill that Lu Dongming bought from his mother, and thanked Lu Dongming politely: “Thank you Uncle Lu.”
Lu Dongming smiled and said, “You’re welcome, as long as you like it, if you like it, Uncle Lu will buy it for you next time.”
Yang Yang hurriedly said, “Uncle Lu, I already have a lot of toys, so I don’t need to buy any more.”
Since having an aunt, Yang Yang has no shortage of toys, and the aunt often buys him many interesting new toys.