Chapter 541: Lu Cheng Is Not By Blood

When it comes to where to live, Lu Cheng has never been worried; the family lacks nothing, and the house he lives in is the biggest.

"Sister whatever, I just got back from duty today and I'm tired, I just want a clean sleep, so I'll clear out this room, go sleep in that Siheyuan, then let these two kids sleep in my room, you watch over them…"

Lu Ying kicked a foot and said: "Can you have any sense of dignity! Clearly it's your job; it's one thing to help you during the day, but at night you still make me watch, and I just want a clean sleep."

These two little ones are quite adorable, but they're not her own nephews, so Lu Ying doesn't want to bother with that.

Seeing Lu Cheng still wanting to speak, Lu Ying immediately pointed a finger: "You promised me this afternoon! If you keep being cheeky, I won't let you watch during the day either."

Looking at the two kids buried in their meals, Lu Cheng sighed.

If this had been arranged, I'd have known to just leave them halfway at a Railway Bureau, regardless of whether their family comes to pick them up.

Now bringing them to the Capital City, it's impossible to be irresponsible.

After the meal, wiping the two children's mouths clean, Lu Cheng mounted his bicycle, preparing to take the two kids to the Yu'er Hutong Siheyuan, where there are many empty rooms.

After Lu Cheng left, Chen Xianglan couldn't even bother to put away the dishes, bending over and rummaging through the room's boxes and cabinets.

The meal today was lavish, so Lu Beitang had a few extra drinks, sipping and smacking his lips.

"What are you looking for, making a racket, you clean up the dishes, just leave me a plate of peanuts."

Chen Xianglan ignored him, finished searching all the drawers, and then started lifting the bedding.

Lu Beitang took another sip of wine, set the cup down: "I was talking to you, what exactly am I looking for?"

Chen Xianglan lay on the bed, rummaged around but didn't find what she wanted, then got up and said.

"I'm looking for a photo, have you seen it?"

"Photo? What photo?"

"It's the Family Photo of our family—Fengzi, Ying Ying, and San'er—photos from when they were little. Did you forget? San'er was still tiny then; I remember it was taken while I was holding him on my lap."

Lu Beitang averted his gaze, continued drinking: "Those are years‑old photos, probably lost by now."

Chen Xianglan frowned and muttered: "How could they be lost? They shouldn't be. I remember pulling them out last year for Yue Yue, and I just put them somewhere casually…"

Chen Xianglan still wanted to find that photo, so she started rummaging through the drawers again.

"Where did I put it? Ah, things I don't usually look for always pop up, but when I go looking, I can't find them—how strange…"

Lu Beitang asked: "Why are you looking for the photo? Look at how messy the house is from your rummaging."

"You aren't the one cleaning, why are you telling me?"

Lu Beitang, after being snapped at, simply closed his mouth out of sense and focused on drinking his wine.

Chen Xianglan looked up, as if displeased: "Why don't you help me look? You don't even know your own drinking capacity, yet you keep drinking there."

Since I can't be provoked, I might as well get up, ready to tidy up and go to sleep.

"If you don't tidy, I'll tidy. Hey, don't say I don't work…"

Lu Beitang hummed a little tune, amusing himself.

Just as he was about to carry the dishes to the kitchen, Chen Xianglan suddenly shouted: "Found it!"

Lu Beitang looked over and saw Chen Xianglan holding a book that is usually used to store shoes.

Chen Xianglan slapped it twice: "I told you, how could the photo be thrown away? It was actually tucked inside here by me."

"Finding it is enough, take your time admiring it," Lu Beitang, carrying the dishes toward the kitchen, was quickly called back by Chen Xianglan.

"Ah, just put it there, I said I'll tidy… Come, look at this photo."

Lu Beitang, too lazy to look, said: "What's so good about a photo? The kids are grown now, they aren't as obedient as when they were little, but we have to accept reality; no one can go back to the past…"

Perhaps because of the wine, at this moment Lu Beitang suddenly became very interested, waving his hand grandly.

"My youth, like that great river, flows with time and never returns."

Lu Beitang said this, gazing affectionately at his lover, making Chen Xianglan feel a little creeped out.

"Comrade Xianglan, we are old now, as revolutionary partners for so many years, today I…"

Seeing Lu Beitang acting oddly today, especially with his bloodshot eyes, Chen Xianglan involuntarily stepped back.

"I told you not to drink, not that cat urine; I'm telling you, don't act recklessly. The people in the courtyard haven't slept yet, so hold back a bit; you have to wait until everyone is asleep, right?"

Lu Beitang blinked: "What are you saying? I just wanted to tell you, after all these years you've worked hard, after all, raising the three children."

Chen Xianglan let out a sigh: "You scared me; I thought you went crazy right after eating."

"Alright, I'm going to wash the dishes."

"You come back!" Chen Xianglan pulled out the photo: "Your interruption almost made me forget the main matter."

Lu Beitang pushed the dishes aside: "I already said it, the kids are grown, we can't go back; why did you make me look at their childhood photos?"

"There's a reason I let you see them; look at our San'er when he was little…" Chen Xianglan pointed at the photo of a young Lu Cheng.

Lu Beitang glanced; at that time Lu Cheng was not even two years old, wearing split‑crotch pants, sitting there.

"Hmm, quite cute; he was more obedient then than now."

Honestly, sitting with his lover, looking at the old family portrait, reminiscing about past fun, felt quite nice.

Lu Beitang unconsciously placed his hand on his lover's shoulder, only to receive a big punch from Chen Xianglan.

Lu Beitang, feeling extremely aggrieved, covered his face: "Why did you hit me? Didn't you bring out the photo to foster some feeling?"

"Foster you, you idiot; be honest! I'm showing you the photo, look closely at our San'er, does he look alike?"

Lu Beitang had to look at the photo, staring at it for a long while: "He does look like me; I'm his father, so of course he looks like me."

Chen Xianglan glared: "I didn't say he looks like you, I said he looks like…"

"Chen Xianglan!"

Lu Beitang sprang up: "What do you mean, he doesn't look like me? Chen Xianglan, you're really vicious! I didn't see it; you hide it so deep!"

Chen Xianglan blinked, not understanding why her husband was affectionate a moment ago, now suddenly acting like a different person.

"What are you saying, you got drunk, right? How could I be vicious?"

Lu Beitang, clearly furious to the extreme, rolled up his sleeves and pointed at Chen Xianglan.

Chen Xianglan, you still say you're not vicious! Now the child and I don't look alike—what do you mean? It's not my fault! Name who he resembles, and I'll go chop him to death today.

Without giving Chen Xianglan a chance to explain, Lu Beitang said as he went to fetch a kitchen knife.

Well, you Chen Xianglan, you're really vicious enough; I've been saying Lu Cheng, that Turtle, is nothing like me at all—mischievous since childhood, our Lu family has never had a child like this…

Today you finally admit it! Fine, you're vicious enough to have made me raise him for over twenty years in vain!

Lu Beitang fetched a kitchen knife from the kitchen: "Tell me, who is this Turtle's real father? I'll go chop him to death right now!"