Chapter 15 Mother Lu's Porridge

A nineteen-year-old girl, her skin was as delicate as if she could squeeze out water. It was smooth and elastic to the touch. Jiang Yao was a beautiful girl from a young age, so there were red scratches on her face. Still obvious.

Lu Xingzhi wiped the medicine very lightly and quickly, with a slight swipe, and then withdrew his hand, his eyes shifted from the scratches on her face, and finally landed on her eyes.

Meeting her eyes that seemed to be faintly smiling, Lu Xingzhi froze slightly, somewhat surprised.

Unexpectedly, she did not avoid his touch, and it was also unexpected that she would face him so peacefully.

"Let's go, let's go downstairs for dinner." Lu Xingzhi came to his senses, put his hand in his pocket casually, and gave Jiang Yao a look at going out.

Jiang Yao nodded, stepped forward, and suddenly retracted her feet. She looked back at Lu Xingzhi and said seriously, "Don't talk to eldest sister like this in the future, you will make your sister angry." Anyway, Lu Yuqing treats Lu Xingzhi's younger brother, it is really good, so Jiang Yao hopes that Lu Xingzhi will not make such a sister sad because of herself.

"Her temper is a cannonball fight, she'll be fine after the bombing." Lu Xingzhi didn't care, he naturally understood his sister's temper, and it has always been like this since childhood.

However, Jiang Yao's words made him feel a little more at ease. Jiang Yao respects Lu Yuqing, which is equivalent to respecting the family of this family.

When the two went downstairs, Mother Lu and Lu Yuqing had already placed the food on the table and were about to call them to come down for dinner. Mother Lu saw the two of them coming down, and greeted the two of them over to eat, and then glanced at Jiang Yao's face. As Lu Yuqing said, Lu Xingzhi took Jiang Yao back to the room to get the medicine, so she didn't say anything.

Jiang Yao's skin is tender, and she has always been exposed to something, and it has not faded for a long time. Mother Lu thought, it would be better to take some medicine.

Because Lu Xingzhi can't go home once or twice a year, so this time, after finally coming back, all the dishes on the table are Lu Xingzhi's favorite dishes.

Speaking of which, Lu Xingzhi's taste is the most important in the entire Lu family. He probably studied at the Kyoto Military Academy for four years, and later went to the army. It is also in the north. Therefore, unlike the family's preference for light dishes, Lu Xingzhi likes spicy, strong flavor.

Therefore, when it came to the table, the food on the table looked really delicious, even Jiang Yao, who liked light food, couldn't help but open his index fingers.

For many years in a small mountain village, the mountain village was poor, and there was almost no property, not to mention meat. She lived there for many years, and she has always been a vegetarian. Now, looking at the food on this table, she is really in a trance.

"Oh, by the way, I still have porridge stewing in my pot!" After she sat down, Mother Lu noticed that Jiang Yao hadn't moved her chopsticks, and suddenly remembered, "You're ill, I guess you don't have a good appetite, so I'll cook it for you alone. When the porridge is finished, wait a moment and I'll take it out."

"Mom..." Jiang Yao originally wanted to say no, she wanted to eat meat, but before she could say anything, Mother Lu had gone to the kitchen and took out her separate share and put it in front of her.

Looking at the plain bowl of vegetable porridge in front of him, Jiang Yao's eyes drifted towards Lu Xingzhi's bowl unconsciously, looking at the meat in his bowl, he resignedly ate his own porridge.

Although it was said that the vegetable porridge was really bland, Jiang Yao also thought of Mother Lu in her heart.

The matter of her admission letter made her unhappy in the morning, and even caused Lu Xingzhi and Lu Yuqing to quarrel, but Lu's mother was busy preparing a table for her son who hadn't come home for a long time. When she was ill, she still remembered that she might like to eat light porridge when she was sick and had a bad appetite.