Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife

Lu Zhanke looked back and saw that the housekeeper Wu Ma came in with her servants. It seemed that they were here to prepare breakfast. Unfortunately, he happened to bump into the couple making out in the kitchen.

Wu Ma suppressed her laughter and said, "Second Young Master, are you hungry?"

She could hold back her laughter, but the little girls behind her couldn't hold back their laughter, and they all laughed mischievously.

No matter how calm Lu Zhanke was, he couldn't help but feel a little flushed when someone saw him in such a scene.

He coughed lightly and said, "No, it's Chang Huan. She personally made breakfast for her parents."

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The housekeeper Wu Ma looked up and saw Ai Changhuan standing next to Lu Zhanke with a blushing face. Although she was a little shy, her eyes were very firm and did not dodge. Wu Ma secretly nodded in her heart. She was generous and calm in temperament. The young master is just right.

She smiled and said, "If you need help, Second Young Mistress, just ask."

Ai Changhuan also smiled and replied: "Thank you, Mother Wu, I won't use it for the time being."

In fact, what she was thinking was that it would be better not to let more people know about her clumsiness.

Wu Ma looked at Lu Zhanke, saw him nodded slightly, and then took the people back.

Seeing the person walking away, Ai Changhuan used his elbow to crook Lu Zhanke's waist: "It's all your fault."

Now the shame has been brought to grandma's house.

Lu Zhan Ke Po was a little innocent: "Why blame me?"

He didn't expect Ai Changhuan to kiss her suddenly, nor did he expect the housekeeper to come in suddenly. This blame was too big to bear.

Ai Changhuan said: "It's your fault that it's too delicious."

Lu Zhanke was elated by the praise and was about to step forward to take advantage, but Ai Changhuan dodged him.

Ai Changhuan held the spatula in front of him in defense: "From now on, you must be at least half a meter away from me. You will never come close without my permission. Do you understand?"

"..." Lu Zhanke was very dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do.

After everything was ready, Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu also came back from their morning run. Knowing that Ai Changhuan had taken the initiative to prepare breakfast, Mrs. Lu's eyes softened a lot when she looked at her, and told them that they should go wash up first and then come down. Have breakfast together.

While waiting for her mother-in-law and father-in-law to come downstairs, Ai Changhuan secretly asked Lu Zhanke: "What if they don't like it?"

Lu Zhanke replied: "As long as I like it."

“Are they going to be hard to please?”

"Idiot, all you have to do is please me."

"Go aside, I'm serious."

"I answered very seriously. Don't worry, leave everything to me."

While the two were whispering, Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu came downstairs. Ai Changhuan hurriedly stood up and helped them serve porridge attentively. The housekeeper Wu Ma who had originally stretched out her hand had to retract her hand when she saw her doing this.

In order to show his filial piety to his parents-in-law, Ai Changhuan filled a large bowl for each of them, and then smiled to please them.

Mrs. Lu glanced at Mr. Lu, but didn't say anything after all.

Ai Changhuan was keenly aware of something and turned to look at Lu Zhanke. Lu Zhanke only reached out and touched the top of her hair to express comfort.

But I feel sad for this silly girl in my heart. I'm afraid she has never tried so hard to please someone in her whole life.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhanke rarely took the initiative to greet Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu to eat: "Mom and Dad, try the dishes made by Chang Huan himself. They taste pretty good."

Mrs. Lu took a look at the dishes. They all looked good, but she didn't know how they tasted.

She reached out and took a chopstick of purple cabbage. The taste was okay, not salty, not bland, just right, so she gave a rare compliment: "Not bad."

A big stone hanging in Ai Changhuan's heart was finally put down. She was afraid that Mrs. Lu would be dissatisfied.

"You guys can eat too." Mr. Lu said calmly.

"Yeah." Ai Changhuan nodded, then picked up a chopstick and gave it to Lu Zhanke first.

Although Lu Zhanke had been specially trained to shoot and draw a knife with his left hand before, he had never tried using chopsticks to eat with his left hand. When he was in the hospital, whenever he was hungry, Ai Changhuan would bring food to his mouth. He only had to open his mouth. That's fine. When there are no outsiders, this can be considered fun for the young couple, but now he has to rely on himself when dining with his parents. This is what he had agreed with Ai Changhuan in advance.

In fact, Ai Changhuan suggested that he drink porridge with a spoon, but he was too proud of himself to refuse.

Now Ai Changhuan stared nervously at Lu Zhanke, but Lu Zhanke held up his chopsticks and calmly started to drink the porridge. After picking at it a few times, he finally picked up a piece of lily, then slowly put it into his mouth and chewed it.

Ai Changhuan's original joy at being praised by Mrs. Lu dimmed instantly, and she absentmindedly poked at the porridge without even taking a bite.

Lu Zhanke seemed not to feel it, and turned to ask Mrs. Lu: "Mom, didn't you tell me last time that you had contacted a rehabilitation doctor for me? When will rehabilitation start?"

"Ah, she is still in the United States now. She said she would come over immediately after handling the matters at hand. It will only take a day or two. She said that she will only serve you the whole time after she comes back until you fully recover. "Although the doctors said that the hope of Lu Zhanke's recovery was slim, they, as parents, would not give up even if there was only one ten thousandth chance, so they invited Shen Qingyan, the most famous rehabilitation doctor in the United States, to come over and treat Lu Zhanke.

Although Shen Qingyan is only thirty-five years old, she comes from a medical family. Her father is the director of the American Orthopedic Institute, and her mother is a famous Chinese medicine expert. Shen Qingyan integrated her parents' knowledge, combined Chinese and Western medicine, and developed a unique set of In the rehabilitation program, no patient she treated personally failed.

They thought it would be difficult for Shen Qingyan to invite her, but they didn't expect that she would agree immediately, cancel all other schedules, and come back to take care of Lu Zhanke.

But they wouldn't talk to Lu Zhan Ke about this, and they had nothing to say. If they said too much, they might arouse his suspicion about his illness.

Knowing that Mrs. Lu had hired a famous reconstruction doctor to help treat Lu Zhanke, Ai Changhuan's originally gloomy mood suddenly brightened.

She brought a spoon over, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it to her mouth and blew on it, then tugged on Lu Zhanke's sleeve: "Come here."

Lu Zhanke looked at her sideways: "What are you doing?"

Ai Changhuan handed the spoon to his mouth: "Eat quickly."

Lu Zhanke glanced at his parents and found that although they were eating his breakfast with eyes and noses, he still clearly noticed that his mother's hands were shaking. He said to Ai Changhuan helplessly: "Eat it yourself."

What do you mean by feeding in front of your parents?

Ai Changhuan didn't care: "How can you rebuild if you don't eat enough?"

She boldly turned around and asked Mrs. Lu: "Mother-in-law, are you right about what I said?"

Mrs. Lu, who was picking up vegetables, shook her hands and a piece of purple cabbage slipped from between the chopsticks and fell to the table. Mrs. Lu's eyes twitched and she said with a stiff smile: "...Yes..."

Ai Changhuan raised his eyebrows at Lu Zhanke proudly.

Lu Zhanke had no choice but to quickly swallow the spoonful of porridge.

The housekeeper Wu Ma snickered and said, "The second young master and the second young mistress have a really good relationship."

Lu Zhanke put his hand on his forehead to block Wu Ma's teasing gaze.

Ai Changhuan grinned for a while and continued her feeding business.

This meal for Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu was a torment. In fact, they had long wanted to put down their chopsticks and leave, but they were afraid that Ai Changhuan would think too much if they left, so they had no choice but to stay and look at themselves. The son and daughter-in-law are very sweet.

Although it was a bit painful at first, she gradually got better. Mrs. Lu even took the initiative to pick up a chopstick for Mr. Lu. When Mr. Lu looked up at her, she felt a little hot in her ears for no reason, but she was happy in her heart.

After breakfast, Ai Changhuan tried to clear away the dishes again, but he got up too violently and pulled his coccyx again, grinning in pain.

Lu Zhanke asked hurriedly: "What's wrong?"

Ai Changhuan rubbed his lower back and cursed in a low voice: "It's not all your fault."

She now likes to rely on Lu Zhanke for everything, and it's particularly interesting to see how he can't compete with her. However, she doesn't know how ambiguous her words sound to the other people present.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like you overindulged on your wedding night and your back is sore.

The housekeeper Wu Ma said hurriedly: "Young lady, please rest. Just leave these things to us to clean up."

Mrs. Lu was overjoyed when she thought that she would soon have a big, fat grandson in her arms. She said to Ai Changhuan in a friendly manner: "You have been busy all morning, so take a good rest."

Even Mr. Lu, who had never spoken much, said happily: "Go back and rest."

Ai Changhuan looked at Lu Zhanke with some confusion.

If there weren't any outsiders here, Lu Zhanke really wanted to reach out and pinch her cheeks and flick her forehead, how could she be so confused and cute.

But he restrained himself and said lightly: "It's okay."

Well, maybe beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

The two of them went upstairs, and Ai Changhuan hurriedly asked Lu Zhanke: "How was my performance just now, how many points would I give it out of 100 points?"

Lu Zhanke replied: "One hundred and two."

"Why are there twenty extra points?"

"I'll give it gladly."

Ai Changhuan felt sweet in her heart, and she immediately focused on Lu Zhanke like a koala: "Let's talk about it, how many points can I get if I get 100 points? Please don't count friendship points among them. .”

"You really want me to tell you?" Lu Zhanke glanced at Ai Changhuan.

Ai Changhuan nodded fiercely.

"Well, ninety-eight." Lu Zhanke thought for a while and gave such a score.

Ai Changhuan blinked: "Is it ninety, right, or ninety-eight?"

Lu Zhanke couldn't help but laugh. She was really serious, but the more serious she was, the more she cared about it, right?

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "Honey, it's ninety-eight, the ninety-eight equal to one hundred minus two."

Ai Changhuan was overjoyed. She was about to be proud but hinted that she should not be too carried away. She wanted to reflect and be alert, why was it not one hundred but ninety-eight?

Licking his lips, he asked again: "Where did the remaining two points go?"

"Those two points are because the porridge you served to your parents was too full. It was almost full, didn't you notice?"

Ai Changhuan smiled sheepishly: "I was..."

I was trying to please them, but I didn't expect it to be self-defeating.

Lu Zhanke smiled softly: "I know, and my parents know too, so they didn't say anything. They also know what you think. Don't worry too much, just get along naturally."