My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 89 - Go out and step on dog **** every day, drive a tyre

  Chapter 89 Going out every day, stepping on dog shit, driving a car puncture

  Lu Zijia’s frank reaction completely exceeded the Song family’s expectations, and they couldn’t help feeling a little surprised.

  ”Ms. Lu Er, you don’t know. My son is always fooling around. What jokes did he tell you, please don’t take it seriously.

  Today, Miss Lu Er is a rare visitor to our Song family. Shall we leave after lunch?

  Of course, if Miss Lu Er is busy, I will never force it. “

  Fang Yueqiu, who had cleaned up his emotions, walked over and said politely to Lu Zijia with a slight smile.

Fang Yueqiu’s words were as nice as Song Zhuohai’s, but they repeatedly reminded Lu Zijia not to take Song Zixuan’s words as the same.

  Obviously, it made her forget what Song Zixuan said.

  There is also the words behind her, as long as a wise person can hear it, she is euphemistically sending off guests.

  When these little tricks were in the realm of comprehension, Lu Zijia had seen many of them, and naturally understood the hidden meaning of their words, but had no intention of exposing them.

   “Mrs. Song is polite, Young Master Song has a lot of words, I will naturally remember what I said and take it seriously.”

  Lu Zijia replied as if he hadn’t heard them accidentally.

   Just kidding, Song Zixuan promised to give her 5 million shots before. Is she really serious?

  If Song Zixuan’s unlucky person dares to lie to her, then she will give him a bad luck charm and let him go out every day to step on shit, drive a tyre, and eat half-deadly!

   “As for eating, it’s not necessary.”

  Waiting for her to help them handle the matter, the people of the Song family are afraid that they are not in the mood to eat.

  In order not to be hungry, she must have been driving first.

  Fang Yueqiu, “…”

  Song Zixuan, “…”

  Is this woman really unable to hear what his mother meant, or is she deliberately pretending to be stupid?

  Otherwise, how can the answer make people feel particularly aggrieved?

  Lu Zijia seemed to have not noticed the strange gaze of the Song family, and raised his hand to check the time on his watch.

  ”Twenty minutes have passed since I got here, can I start?”

  Lu Zijia turned his head to look at Song Zixuan, obviously not wanting to deal with Song Zhuohai and others anymore.

“Can.”

  Song Zixuan also didn’t mean to explain more, and directly nodded in agreement.

  Because he knew that if the family members were not allowed to see Lu Zijia’s ability with their own eyes, they would not believe it even if he took too much time to explain.

  Since this is the case, why not let them directly witness it with their own eyes?

   “Zixuan.”

   Song Zhuohai didn’t know what dumb riddles they were playing, but his prejudice against Lu Zijia remained undiminished.

  If it were not for his son’s face, he would have asked Lu Zijia to go out.

   “Dad, you should be my wayward!”

  Song Zixuan took a deep look at his father, then got up and quickly followed Lu Zijia.

  Looking at the backs of the two, the three elders of the Song family frowned at different levels.

   “I think they get along well, Zixuan rarely invites people to play at home, so let him go.” Song Laozi said.

  Master Song has spoken, Song Zhuohai and Fang Yueqiu will naturally not object.

  However, he couldn’t help his eyesight, and looked towards Lu Zijia and Song Zixuan.

  Lu Zijia did not go far, but stopped not far from the stairs.

   “Why, do you know how to appreciate paintings?”

  Seeing Lu Zijia staring at the huge oil painting on the wall, Song Zixuan’s face was triumphant, and his tone didn’t seem to believe that Lu Zijia knew how to appreciate paintings.

  (End of this chapter)

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