In the early morning, Lu Huairou brought the sleeping Lu Porridge home.

Because the guest room had not been cleaned up yet, she could only sleep in her own bed.

He made do with his clothes on the living room sofa for the whole night.

The next day, Lu Zhuzhu rubbed his eyes and got off the stairs in a daze.

In the open kitchen, Lu Huairou was wearing a white lace apron and was picking out a pot of hot noodles.

The white apron looked a little small, and it couldn't cover his wide-shouldered waist at all. It seemed to be very frustrating when forced to wear it.

"Grandpa, Zhu Zhu wants to change his skirt."

Lu Zhuzhu pulled his dirty skirt and said pitifully: "It's all smelly if you want to take a shower!"

"I don't have any clothes for you to change." Lu Huairou didn't look back and focused on cooking noodles: "Uncle Xiao Ai will bring his clothes over later, so have breakfast first."

So Lu Zhuzhu walked to the bar, sat on a high-legged bench, picked up the noodles with chopsticks and tasted them.

This is the first time Lu Huairou cooks in person in his life. He looks at Lu Chong porridge expectantly: "How is it?"

After taking the first bite of Lu Zhu Porridge, his body spasmed for a moment and he made a sound: "Vomit~"

Lu Huairou frowned dissatisfiedly: "Is it so unpalatable?"

"Grandpa, this noodles are sweet."

"What a joke!"

Lu Huairou used chopsticks to pick up a noodles and tasted it, and immediately spit it out.

He actually made a bowl of sweet noodles!

"Grandpa, you might be presbyopia, you didn't see sugar and salt!"

"What are the presbyopia eyes?" Lu Huairou said dissatisfiedly: "Do you look like you have presbyopia eyes?"

Lu Zhouzhu really got closer to look at him. The grandfather in front of him was wearing a sports T-shirt. From the outside, he obviously looked like his brother, presbyopia and other things should not exist.

"Then grandpa just doesn't have common sense in life and can't tell the difference between sugar and salt."

Compared to admitting that he was presbyopia, Lu Huairou was even more reluctant to admit that he had no common sense in life, so he simply said: "Sweet water surface, have you eaten it before?"

Lu Porridge shook his head.

Lu Huairou said seriously: "What I made for you is authentic sweet water surface, so that you can taste fresh."

Lu Zhuzhu looked at her grandfather's serious nonsense and her face was unchanged, so she pushed the noodles in front of Lu Huairou: "Then... respect the elderly and love the young, please eat them first."

"No, I'm not old, you are young and weak, you eat first."

"The porridge has graduated from kindergarten, so it's better to eat it for grandpa."

"Eat porridge!"

"Grandpa eat!"

The two of them pushed and "hum" all morning for a bowl of broken noodles.

As soon as his assistant Allen entered the room, he encountered such a "father, filial son," and "movement" scene. He sighed: "The people who are grandpa are really different. Our Master Huai has become much more mature overnight. Look, even his hair is combed into an adult."

Lu Huairou had a expressionless face: "Haha!"

"I ran all morning and haven't had breakfast yet." Allen picked up the chopsticks very skillfully: "I'm not polite if you don't eat either."

Lu Huairou blocked his hand: "I don't even think about the first bowl of noodles I cook in person."

"What a stingy thing! Wouldn't you just eat a bowl of noodles? Think about the years when I was a cow and a horse for you, and I was charged in the battle!"

Lu Huairou raised the corner of his mouth: "I mean, this is the noodles made by your boss himself. Since you want to eat them, eat them clean and don't leave a single noodles."

"Don't worry, there is no left in a sip of soup."

Lu Huairou asked him to take the noodles with satisfaction.

Lu Zhouzhu widened his eyes and stared at Uncle Xiao Ai intently.

The first mouthful of mouth made Alan "drink": "This...what is this!"

"Grandpa made sweet water surface!" Lu Chongzhu said, "It's delicious."

"Why don't you eat it?"

Lu Zhuzhu smiled and said, "Respect the elderly and love the young, and Zhuzhu respects the elderly."

Lu Huairou hugged his arms, his eyes filled with threatening: "I promised that a mouthful of soup would not be left."

"Ko, Coco, your taste is too...so strange!"

"A man speaks with all his words, unless you don't want to be a man."

"Then be your sister!" Lu Zhengzhu shouted happily: "Sister Xiao Ai!"

This hit Allen's pain. Although his dress is indeed avant-garde and trendy, and he is often considered a young lady, he is a hardcore straight man in his bones.

"Shut up and eat it, whoever is afraid of it!"

Allen gritted his teeth, pinched his nose and snored his mouth and said, "snoring" the noodles.

Lu Zhuozhu frowned, looked at his painful appearance, and swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

Allen finally couldn't hold on, took his fifth bite and gave up.

"What a poor sister Ai."

"I'm pitiful?" Allen smiled sly: "At most I can only eat this bowl. Some children have to eat dark food made by the Great Devil every day!"

When Lu Zhouzhu heard this, his face turned pale and he rushed to the phone, wanting to call his father for help.

Lu Huairou pulled the little girl over her collar and said coldly: "You delivered it to the door by yourself. If you want to leave, just think where is my place."

“Woo…”

Lu Zhuzhu felt that he might not have eaten the birthday cake for his sixth year.

It was just at this moment that Lu Huairou's cell phone rang, and Lu Zhuozhu's eyes were sharp, and he could see that it was his father's call at first sight.

"dad!"

Lu Huairou pressed the top of the girl's forehead, stood up and answered the phone, allowing the girl to struggle desperately under his hands.

"Dad, how is our porridge?"

"We get along well." Lu Huairou said lightly: "She is very happy."

"That's good." Lu Suiyi breathed a sigh of relief: "Dad, I'll be back after I've handled the matter here, and I'll leave the porridge to you."

Lu Zhuzhu struggled desperately and shouted: "Dad, help! Woo woo! Grandpa is so terrible!"

"I seem to hear the sound of Guan Zhu. Can I talk to her?"

"She is eating the noodles I made for her. She eats them very deliciously and has no time to pay attention to you."

Lu Sui sighed casually, and had some taste: "Dad, you haven't made noodles for me."

"Next time you come, I will make it for you to eat."

Lu Zhuzhu shouted: "No! Grandpa's noodles are so terrible! Grandpa is so terrible! Dad, don't come!"

Lu Huairou's phone has a good sound insulation effect, and Lu Suiyi didn't hear Lu Zhuzhu shouting loudly.

He was quite moved and felt that his relationship with his father might be able to melt the ice through the porridge.

"Dad, are you busy with work these days? Do you have time to take care of the porridge?"

Lu Huairou subdued the little girl in her arms with one hand and said carelessly: "I asked my assistant to find a nanny and look at her 24 hours a day."

Opposite the desk, Assistant Allen lipped on him: "It's been found."

"Nanny?" Lu Suiyi was stunned: "You want to ask the nanny to take care of the porridge?"

“Are there any problems?”

Lu Huairou's tone of speaking was still quite majestic.

Lu Suiyi dared not contradict her father. After all, he was the guardian of Lu Chongzhu, so it was too much to leave the child to his father to take care of.

"No, there is no big problem, just... forget it, it's okay."

Lu Huairou felt Lu Sui's tone of silence, but since he didn't say it, he was too lazy to ask.

Less than two minutes after hanging up the phone, Lu Huairou received a WeChat message from Lu Suiyi. In the dialog box, Lu Suiyi sent him several links to social news, with the titles all--

"Beasts are worse than beasts! The cruel nanny abuses the baby for a few months!"

"The male owner is not at home, and the nanny beats the three and a half years old child!"

"Young hot mom is busy with work, and the nanny is crazy about abuse of the child!"

"A woman hired a nanny with a high salary, but she expected that the nanny would abuse a six-year-old girl! It caused the girl to suffocate and die of death!"...

Shocking news about child abuse by nanny is still pouring into Lu Huairou's mobile phone.

Lu Huairou:...
To be continued...