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Chapter 129 Strategic Imaginary Enemy

Early in the morning, Lu Zhenzhong set off from Anting, went to Yuezi Club early, intending to bring Sang Baiyue to Anting.The old mother is waiting at home.

Who knew that Lu Zhenzhong was earlier, and Papa Sang was earlier.When Lu Zhenzhong arrived at the confinement club, before he could open his mouth, he was sweetly informed by the front desk of the confinement club: Ms. Sang had completed the relevant procedures and left the confinement club half an hour ago, accompanied by her father.

Lu Zhenzhong:!

After this incident, Lu Zhenzhong locked the strategic imaginary enemy on the old man.

With unexplainable panic, Lu Zhenzhong drove to Gingko Garden.After swiping the fingerprint lock and pushing open the door, Lu Zhenzhong was stunned.The mother-in-law's family, which has always pursued simplicity and elegance, has now been dressed up in a childlike way.There are colorful light strips everywhere, and balloon letters everywhere.Lu Zhenzhong took a second look, only to realize that he spelled "sang zi qi".

There is a feeling of heartache.

The living room was originally not very big, but there was an extra trampoline.Little Zhenqi was jumping up and down, already drenched in sweat.Zhenqi heard the door ring, turned around and saw Lu Zhenzhong.

"Dad! Look!"

Lu Zhenzhong looked lovingly at his daughter who kept jumping around.Zhenqi pointed her fingers all over the room: "Look at the wall. Is it pretty? I posted it with Grandpa!"

Lu Zhenzhong looked at the flashing lights and balloon letters all over the room, and tried his best to praise insincerely: "Not bad, very beautiful."

"Grandpa posted it because I like it!" Zhenqi was smug.

Lu Zhenzhong simply sat down on the sofa, concentrating on watching his daughter bounce on the trampoline.There was faint laughter in the bedroom.He felt a little angry—he didn’t know who it was, anyway, he believed it was his father-in-law—in order to get rid of Xiao Zhenqi, the father-in-law spent money to buy a trampoline.

Obviously decorating all this is to welcome his son, but he lied to his daughter that it was to please her.The bullying daughter doesn't know Chinese pinyin.

Lu Zhenzhong sat in the living room for a quarter of an hour before his mother-in-law Sang Mama came out of the bedroom.As if she had just discovered Lu Zhenzhong's presence, she greeted Lu Zhenzhong in surprise and asked when he arrived?Lu Zhenzhong answered politely, always deliberately not talking about the baby, and sat on the sofa as if nothing had happened.

Mother Sang couldn't bear it anymore: "Aren't you going to see Sang Ziqi?"

Mama Sang usually called Sang Baiyue Xiaobai, Xiaozhenqi Baoer, Lu Zhenzhong Zhenzhong, but she called Xiao Maotou with her first name and surname, obviously to declare the right to surname.

Lu Zhenzhong didn't point it out, and replied with a smile: "There's no rush. I'll take the mother and son back to Anting today, and then bring my precious daughter, and let the son go to recognize the family. Grandma is still at home waiting to meet the grandson."

Sang's father rushed out of Sang Baiyue's bedroom immediately: "That's impossible! Xiao Maotou is very delicate, and he can't be too tired."

Lu Zhenzhong spoke very politely, but he didn't budge an inch: "We had planned well. We left the confinement club and headed straight to Anting. It was dad who snatched the mother and son back to Gingko Garden before the appointed time like a robbery." .

You see, you are recovering from a serious illness, and your mother is still busy taking care of Zhenqi, so you have no time to estimate the new mother and newborn.And my mother happened to be free, so she came here to serve Sang Baiyue and Xiao Maotou.

In terms of emotion and reason, taking Anting back is the right way.Just this weekend, I have already arrived, so let's pick it up.Parents are welcome to come to Anting to see Xiaomaotou at any time. "

Sang's mother squinted at Sang's father, seeing that he was tempted.

Papa Sang laughed: "Don't worry, there will be two nursery sisters coming to our house for an interview today. Don't worry, Zhenzhong, you can go to work with peace of mind. You have old and young, and middle-aged people are under a lot of pressure, so it's suitable for you to work together engage in business.

Mother Ni has worked hard for most of her life. After taking care of her little one and her wife, she finally doesn't have to wait for anyone. I can't send my daughter to the old man who has worked so hard. Let her enjoy the leisure time.

Sang Ziqi was placed in our house.Anyway, there is a babysitter to help.Spend more money, not tired, professional and effective.You are welcome to bring your mother to our house to watch Sang Ziqi on weekends. "

Lu Zhenzhong blocked his throat with a mouthful of old blood.

He used to pity the old man's family status as a free long-term worker, why didn't he discover the cunning behind his honest face!

Papa Sang's attitude was more polite than Lu Zhenzhong's. Lu Zhenzhong was racking his brains to retort when the doorbell rang.Papa Sang trotted to open the door, laughed and said, "Nursing sister-in-law is here, son-in-law, let's have an interview together?"

Lu Zhenzhong gritted his teeth secretly, turned his head and walked towards Sang Baiyue's bedroom.

He entered the bedroom and saw Sang Baiyue lying on his side, looking at the little baby affectionately.She only rolled her eyelids to look at him, and quickly lowered her eyes to look at the baby.

Lu Zhenzhong was really wronged.

"When Zhen Qi was born, did you love her so much?" Lu Zhenzhong secretly stabbed Sang Baiyue angrily.He was about to sit on the edge of the bed when he was stopped by Sang Baiyue: "Go, sit on the chair next to you! Your clothes are contaminated with bacteria."

While doing so, Lu Zhenzhong said displeasedly: "Does it mean that I have to wash my hands before holding my son? Is it necessary to wear a mask for my son?"

Sang Baiyue smiled: "Friend, let's go (very good way)."

"Today I want to take you, my son, and my daughter back to Anting." Originally, I wanted to say "yes", but at the end of the sentence, I changed it to "yes".

Lu Zhenzhong and Sang Baiyue discussed this matter before, and Sang Baiyue agreed at that time.However, at that time, Xiao Maotou had not yet been born.When Sang Baiyue felt unwell in the late pregnancy, she often complained.It's completely different from the way I love it now.

Sure enough, after hearing Lu Zhenzhong's "thinking", Sang Baiyue fell silent.

"Mom is still waiting for you and the child in Anting, and the refrigerator is full of newly bought things. My mother is in good health and has a gentle personality. If you tell her to do it every day, you will be well taken care of."

Sang Baiyue was troubled.Such embarrassment must be because the old man told her something in advance.

Lu Zhenzhong was waiting for Sang Baiyue's reply when the door opened.

The nursery lady came in.

The mother-in-law wore a mask and sprayed alcohol on her body before entering the door. After taking off the mask, she went straight to the bathroom to wash her hands. The hygiene control was very strict.Then sit down and introduce yourself.

The baby nurse took a portfolio, which printed her qualification certificate and a group photo of the babies she took care of.

Sang's father couldn't help but knocked on Sang Baiyue's bedroom door twice symbolically, and pushed the door open and walked in.He directly ignored Lu Zhenzhong and showed Sang Baiyue the nursery sister-in-law's resume.

"Just sprayed with alcohol. This sister-in-law looks neat and neat. You look at the certificate, oops, she looks professional at first glance. Look at these babies, tsk, they are so well taken care of."

Lu Zhenzhong's mind automatically played the scene of Lu Zhishen punching Zhenguanxi.

"There was only one punch, right on the nose, blood gushed out from the blow, the nose was tilted to one side, but it seemed like a sauce shop was opened, salty, sour, and spicy all rolled out.

When he raised his fist, he just punched the eye socket and the brow, cracking the eye ridge, black beads coming in and out, like opening a silk shop, red, black and purple will come out.

Just another punch, the sun was shining, but it seemed to be a dojo full of water and land, with chimes, cymbals and cymbals ringing together.When Lu Da looked at it, he saw Zheng Tu standing on the ground, only breathing out of his mouth, not breathing in, unable to move. "

It's a pity that he is a civilized person, accustomed to self-denial and ritual, so he can only imagine it.

After hearing what Papa Sang said, Sang Baiyue also looked embarrassed.

She looked at Lu Zhenzhong and Papa Sang, obviously not wanting to offend anyone.

(End of this chapter)