If she had someone she loved so much but could not be together, she would definitely be tormented. However, Yu Han Mo had never confessed his feelings in front of his family. He was a soldier, and the habits he had developed in the army had long affected his life.
Lu Wanyu didn't think that Wu Yu Han Mo was someone who kept his word. This usually taciturn man had a long conversation with her last night, but he didn't mention Liu Anya. Lu Wanyu was very grateful that he didn't say Liu Anya.
"Eh? My mom went to the kitchen to cook? " He reached out his hand to touch his nose and thought to himself, Lu Wanyu isn't that kind of person.
Lu Wanyu did not cook very well. Because she had been pampered since she was young, her fingers were not stained with Yang Chun water and she did not like cooking at all. She hated the greasy taste of the kitchen, so after marrying Yu Han Mo, the number of times she entered the kitchen could be counted with one finger.
She still remembered that when he was seven years old, she had enjoyed eating cola chicken wings cooked by other restaurants. Basically, every week, Lu Wanyu would take him to eat them. A month later, Lu Wanyu would learn by herself and personally make a Cola chicken wing for him.
In the long run, that plate of Cola Chicken Wings was one of the most unforgettable memories he had in his life. He didn't know how much salt Lu Wanyu had put in that time, but when he saw the plate of Cola Chicken Wings with a pretty good appearance, he was overjoyed.
However, after he ate his first mouthful with anticipation, his entire body seemed to have gone bad. That plate of Cola Chicken Wings was definitely the most unpalatable, salty and sour Cola Chicken Wing that Wu Chen had ever eaten before.
Ever since then, Lu Wanyu had never been to the kitchen. She had spent an entire afternoon studying the Cola Chicken Wings, but her own son had always despised them. Lu Wanyu had suffered a great blow and no longer wanted to cook.
What Wu Yu still couldn't understand was why Lu Wanyu had to place vinegar in the chicken wings. Lu Wanyu's explanation was, I like to be jealous. You're my son, so I thought you liked it too, so I put a little bit of it away.
Upon thinking of this, the corner of Yu Chen's mouth twitched uncontrollably and his expression became extremely strange. He blinked his dry eyes and asked again, "Dad, are you sure Mom is cooking in the kitchen?"
Yu Han Mo nodded his head and calmly said, "That's right. He said he wanted to show you a thing or two and knew that you guys were coming today. He was extremely happy and began to protect her skin early in the morning.
She had been in the habit of getting up early in the morning all these years. On the other hand, Lu Wanyu liked to sleep late, but she had gotten up especially early today as well. At six o'clock, she had been tormenting her face for over eight o'clock and had not finished yet.
Yu Ina sat modestly on the sofa, quietly listening to the conversation between Yu Han Mo and Wu Yu Xuan. She felt that this father and son was quite interesting. Although Yu Han Mo was a general, he didn't have that ferocious feeling and actually made people feel especially close to him, like he was her father.
"Aunty probably wants to make your eyes light up." Yuina said with a smile.
Nana, your aunt is always like this, with no mercy in her mouth, but her heart is still very kind, absolutely without any ill intentions. Don't take the words she said to you in your heart and forget them, your aunt loves face. Yu Han Mo was silent for a few seconds. Then, he suddenly turned his head and spoke to Yu Ina in a serious tone.
Logically speaking, Lu Wanyu shouldn't be throwing a tantrum at Yu Ina this time. However, Yu Han Mo couldn't be certain. After all, a woman's heart was like the bottom of the sea. What if Lu Wanyu changed her mind again?
Therefore, Yu Han Mo and Yu Ina were given prophylactic shots beforehand.
"Uncle, don't worry. I know that aunt isn't that type of person. Aunt just looks serious on the surface, but her heart is actually very kind. I've heard everything from Ah Chen." Yu Ina spoke with dignity and propriety. She had a smile on her face, giving off the feeling of a lady from a noble family.
Yu Han Mo rather admired the two Zhou sisters. Yu Han Mo felt it was a bit of a pity that Zhou Manzhu had not been able to become the Yu Family's daughter-in-law, but Yu Yi Na was also quite good. This little girl was very beautiful and kind.
While they were talking, Lu Wanyu walked out of the kitchen. It was unknown when she walked into the living room, but she suddenly appeared behind Yu Ina's back.
"Cough, cough ??" What are you talking about? " Lu Wanyu deliberately cleared her throat and coughed twice as she spoke.
Only then did everyone react and turned to look at Lu Wanyu in unison. She was wearing a beige sweater and a pair of woolen turnip pants. She was dressed very tidily.
Yu Ina clenched her fist. On the way here, she kept telling herself not to be nervous when she saw Lu Wanyu, but when she saw her, why did she become nervous?
"Mom."
"Auntie."
Yu Jin and Yu Ina spoke in unison. However, it wasn't hard to tell that Yu Ina's voice had a slight tremor in it. It wasn't as casual as when she had met Yu Han Mo.
Lu Wanyu was expressionless, but her tone was pretty good, "Yeah, it's time to eat."
Yu Ina did not understand Lu Wanyu's personality, but he did understand that Lu Wanyu was a typical person with a sharp tongue, but a perverted heart. Although she would not forgive him, she had a soft side to her.
During di
er time, Yu Han Mo, as the master of the Yu Family, naturally sat on the main seat. Yu Chen sat on the left side of Yu Han Mo, Lu Wanyu sat on the right side of Yu Han Mo, and Yu Ina sat beside him. She stopped eating and looked very dignified.
"This is fresh East Slope meat. It's been stewed for a long time. Nana, try it." Lu Wanyu took the initiative to place a piece of Red Braised Pork of the East into Yu Ina's bowl.
Yu Ina was overwhelmed by the favor and quickly nodded with a smile. "Thank you, Aunt."
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