Mr. Lu and Lu's mother were sitting in the living room, one watching TV and the other reading the newspaper.
Upon hearing some noise, Lu's mother looked up and said,
"Oh, you're back?"
"Mom, Dad."
"Uncle, Auntie."
Mr. Lu had already put down the newspaper and greeted enthusiastically,
"Come here, Xiao Ye, come and sit here."
Mingming had entered with him, but the old man didn't bother greeting his own daughter.
Instead, he was very enthusiastic towards his prospective son-in-law.
Even Lu's mother came forward with all smiles for her son-in-law.
It was obvious that the mother-in-law was very pleased with her son-in-law!
"Come on in and have a seat. What would you like to drink?" she asked.
Lu Jing could only smirk:
"I'll have milk."
The man hurriedly said,
"I'll prepare it. Auntie, please take a rest."
How could Lu's mother agree?
After all, it was her own home, how could she let her son-in-law serve himself?
