Looking at it, the low-priced shirt, blue pants with rolled legs, and the stubble was not shaved, it looked a bit like the outfit of his adoptive father Wen Shixuan.

Manman blinked.

"Maybe they are working in the city." Mrs. Lu couldn't help but feel uneasy and whispered to her daughter.

Her husband's car hit someone, which is a big or small matter. Even if Commander Lu is not driving himself, the media now likes to catch up on the wind and shadows, and as long as they work things a little, they can be said to be magnificent.

Jun Ye knew this even more clearly and did not dare to neglect it. He walked to the injured person lying on the sofa, bent down, and carefully checked his vital signs. Seeing that everything was stable, he immediately patted the patient's face to make the patient wake up.

No, Ma Shunhe opened his eyes and saw that the white light on his head surrounded some people. A young man leaned against his face, as if he was carefully calculating his face. If his eyes were wearing needles, he could penetrate everything. He felt a sense of being seen through. He felt guilty and his eyes turned in panic: "You are—"

But the man did not answer him, but straightened his back and said to the others: "I didn't suffer any major injuries, I just fell down and was more frightened. Help him get up and drink a sip of water."

Jun Ye's order was quickly executed. The driver Xiao Li came over and helped Ma Shunhe up. Mrs. Lu poured a glass of water and asked Secretary Liu to pour over the injured.

Picking up a towel, Jun Ye wiped his hands that had just finished the examination for the patient.

After Ma Shunhe drank half a glass of water, Commander Lu walked up to him, lowered his waist and asked kindly, "Membersman, how do you feel now? Are you feeling uncomfortable? If you say anything, there is a doctor here."

It seemed that the young man was a doctor. Ma Shunhe's gaze, which was shocked and suspicious, first fixed on Jun Ye's body, and every thread on Jun Ye's face was covered with ice.

Ma Shunhe felt that anyone who touched this man would be frozen enough, so he hurriedly took his eyes back. When he saw the other people, he looked over in this circle. Of course, the two women standing in the middle looked a few more. Among the women, one was older and the other was younger, just like a mother and daughter. Moreover, the young woman had her belly straight, this-

Stupid.

He was pregnant like his daughter, and that face was the person in the photo his daughter gave him.

Her faint and delicate eyebrows and clear cheeks looked average, and she was not as beautiful as her daughter.

It was this woman who bullied his daughter by relying on her family background.

If so, wouldn’t this woman’s home be here? All the people standing here are the family members of this woman?

shock.

"Membersman. Membersman." Commander Lu called out twice, looking at him as he was stunned, a little afraid that he would have broken his brain, and asked his eldest son, "Lu Jun, look."

Jun Ye turned his head slightly and his eyes fell on Ma Shunhe's face.

Ma Shunhe looked a little dull, and the focal length of his pupils passed through the middle of a group of people. The direction he looked at was-

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Ma Shunhe as if he was his mother and sister, and then turned around suddenly.

Ma Shunhe is a clever person. When he discovered Manman's existence, he was panicked and immediately withdrew his gaze.

Jun Ye's heavy eyes pressed against Ma Shunhe's face and completely returned to his calmness.

Seeing that his eldest son didn't speak and expressed his opinion, Commander Lu was anxious and asked Ma Shunhe again: "Membersman, what do you think?"

Ma Shunhe was thinking about what happened to him, how could he suddenly enter the place where the person he was looking for? It wouldn't be the purpose of someone to discover his purpose, but it didn't look very similar. Everyone around him looked at him with a blank look. The middle-aged man who asked him repeatedly had a kind tone.

"I'm--" Ma Shunhe plucked up his courage and asked Commander Lu a question.

Seeing that he seemed to be unable to remember what happened to him, Commander Lu pointed at his driver and said slowly: "Where are you, you may not see the traffic lights clearly when you cross the road. My driver turned the traffic lights in the red lights. As soon as he started the car, you happened to cross the road and was frightened by my car and fell in front of my car. I thought that my son was a doctor at home, so he didn't send you to the hospital and sent you to my house first. Fortunately, you just fell down and were not hit by the car, and it was not a big deal. If you still feel uncomfortable, I can send you to the hospital for a checkup. What do you think?"

Ma Shunhe listened very carefully and thought to himself: So that's what happened.

When Commander Lu was about to send him to the hospital again, he quickly said, "No, I think it's pretty good."

Now the most urgent task is to stay and find out what Manman has to do with the people here so that he can perform the tasks his daughter issued to him.

Just so happened that the sip of water he drank triggered the feeling of hunger in his stomach. After all, he didn't have lunch just to think about doing things for his daughter.

The jejunum in his stomach was gurgling and loud.

Everyone remembered that it was delayed because of his delay and that supper was not held.

Commander Lu laughed twice, intending to relieve Ma Shunhe's embarrassment, patted Ma Shunhe's shoulder and said, "My fellow villager, if you don't mind, eat here. It's not that I'm boasting, my wife and daughter's cooking skills are excellent."

Ma Shunhe's eyes quickly swept over Mrs. Lu and Manman: "Your wife and daughter?"

"Oh, yes, they are my wife and my daughter. This is my son and that is my son-in-law." Commander Lu introduced all the people in the family to Ma Shunhe.

Ma Shun was very familiar with the clues. It was not that his daughter said that Manman was the daughter of a high-ranking official. So who is the man in front of him who claims to be Manman's father: "Sir, your surname is yours?"

"My surname is Lu." Commander Lu answered him gently and frankly.

After talking to Commander Lu so much, Ma Shunhe could feel the simple and innocent emotions of Commander Lu, which was not like an official who made pretentious behavior. He thought: Either Commander Lu was too good at pretending, or it was a bad thing that Commander Lu's daughter did by herself, and Commander Lu didn't know about it.

No matter what, he had to stay and find an opportunity to help his daughter. So he did not refuse Commander Lu's kindness to leave him to eat.

Suddenly there were so many people eating at home tonight. Mrs. Lu took her daughter into the kitchen to see if she would add a few more dishes or what.

I opened the refrigerator and saw that there were almost no ingredients suitable for cooking. However, there were some ingredients suitable for the following and a few kilograms of noodles, which prevented the family from having a midnight snack at night. I bought them at the vegetable market this morning to prepare them.

Mrs. Lu discussed with her daughter: "It's better to let them eat first. If not enough, we can eat noodles ourselves."

Jiang Yan walked in at this time, rolled up his sleeves and asked if he needed help.

Mrs. Lu and Manman looked up at the excited Young Master Jiang.

According to people familiar with the knowledge, Jiang Dashen’s cooking skills are better than Jiang Mei, and they will only cause trouble when entering the kitchen.

The mother and daughter were in tune with each other and shook their heads together: "No need."

Then, Mrs. Lu remembered that there was another braised goose, which happened to be sent by Mrs. Yao today, and was hung on the wall. She could take it down to add food to the guests tonight, so she said to her son-in-law: "Let Lu come in, help me kill the goose, and cut off the goose meat."

When Jiang Yan heard this, he rolled his sleeves back and volunteered: "Mom, I can do this kind of job of cutting goose meat."

Manman hurriedly pushed her husband out of the kitchen and stared: "Don't make trouble."

"Why am I causing trouble? Can't I do anything that my brother can do?" Mr. Jiang didn't know how Jun Ye was cooking, and he thought that as long as he was a big man, he would be the same as the world.

Manman didn’t want to hit her husband, but just thought that her husband was too confident. If he offended his brother one day, it would be troublesome. He explained to her husband clearly: “I tell you, my brother’s cooking skills are better than my mother.”

Jiang Yan was shocked by his wife's words.

Shocked, Zhang Dakou said, "You said my brother can cook?"

"Yes, it is better than my mother. We don't let him make it at home because we don't let him make it because he has an excuse to say that someone is not doing it well and should take him as an example." Manman sighed that Jun Ye's high-quality nutritious meal, which is both full of color, fragrance and flavor, is comparable to the skills of a top chef.

Not to mention Jun Ye’s sword skills, he always works with a knife. How can it be bad?

Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel panic when his wife said so seriously. His brother-in-law was so good at cooking. Could it be that the men in her wife's house cook so well? Isn't it just that he is useless?

Fortunately, the wife comforted him and said, "My dad and Huan'er can't cook and cook, and they don't know who my brother has learned."

It can only be said that the Lu family's genetic genes are too wonderful. The three children are various intricate genetic bodies. Some of them are inherited from their mothers, some of them are inherited from their fathers, and even some of them are inherited from their grandfathers. The similar parts between the three children are wonderful.

After receiving the order from his mother, Jun Ye entered the kitchen.

Jiang Yan and his wife Mao were at the door, and they both wanted to witness Jun Ye's craftsmanship with their own eyes. Manman had eaten the dishes made by Jun Ye, but he had never seen Jun Ye's actual cooking.

Jun Ye has a vicious habit and is afraid that he will get dirty in his clothes, so he wears a cooking apron.

Seeing that his brother-in-law was wearing apron and pretending, Jiang Yan patted his wife who was peeping with him in surprise and whispered: "Look at your brother's appearance, I think it's okay to be a chef in your restaurant."

Her brother had a good ear. Manman hurriedly covered her husband's mouth with his hands.

Sure enough, Jun Ye coughed and swept his eyes to the door before he took the knife.

Jiang Yan was quick-eyed and quickly protected his wife behind him and avoided his brother-in-law's radar. But in this way, the couple couldn't do it anymore if they wanted to continue watching Jun Ye's cooking performance. They could only prick up their ears and listen to the sound of knife stomping on the knife board in the kitchen, which was neither too big nor too small, and very happy.

And in less than a few minutes, the sound of the knife fell, and after the sound of water rushing, Jun Ye walked out.

Manman was pulled away by her husband and she was walking away quickly, otherwise she would have to be caught by her brother.

Seeing Jun Ye’s back, his body was neat and neat, not like he had just entered the kitchen and slaughtered a goose, which made people wonder. Jiang Yan and his wife sneaked into the kitchen and observed Jun Ye’s achievements on the spot.

The two large plates found by Mrs. Lu were cut neatly and separated into two large plates. The sections of the geese were divided according to the texture, and they looked very smooth, muscular, and mouth-watering.

Faced with such an excellent brother-in-law, Jiang Yan could only give him a thumbs up and ask his wife: "Your brother, what else can you do?"

Her brother is almost an all-round perfect man.

This made her future sister-in-law Bai Lu and the best beauty in the army, all of whom were ashamed of her own.

Manman shrugged: "It's not good to be perfect. It's awful woman who will marry him."

My wife's words greatly comforted his husband's vanity.

Mrs. Lu looked at her daughter and son-in-law flirting and scolding each other, laughing for a while, but she also felt that her daughter was right: her son was too outstanding, which put too much pressure on the people around her.

The perfect, almost omnipotent Jun Ye is not afraid of others pointing at him behind his back and saying that he is too excellent. His philosophy is that only by being excellent can he lead people around him to be excellent.

If others knew his thoughts, they would have been sweating: Jun Ye, not everyone wants to be as good as you.

However, excellent things are really contagious. There is an old Chinese saying that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. It is a typical manifestation around the Lu family. People who are mixed with the Lu family, their descendants are all working hard and will not be looked down upon.

The circles around the Lu family that Manman observed were all very famous people. The pressure was far more than her brother.

Following Commander Lu's instructions, Mrs. Lu packed the food in a dish, put it in a large tray, and brought it to the living room, so that the injured Ma Shunhe would eat it first.

Ma Shunhe, at this time, chatted with Commander Lu for a while.

Ma Shunhe said: He came to the city to find a job, and walked here aimlessly. Maybe he was so hungry that he fell in front of the car.

When talking about finding a job, Commander Lu remembered that there seemed to be recruiting workers in his community and asked Secretary Liu to confirm this.

Secretary Liu said: "I think yes, there are environmental workers in the community in the community who are recruiting environmental protection workers. The main thing is to go upstairs to clean up the garbage for others. The work is not heavy and the requirements are not high, but the salary may be lower."

"Do you have an ID card?" The recruitment of workers in the military compound must be more formal than some unruly units outside. At least the ID card of the migrant worker must be included, Commander Lu asked Ma Shunhe.

Ma Shunhe untied his top pocket, searched out his ID card, and handed it to Commander Lu to check: "That's it."
To be continued...