Lu Zian felt helpless when he heard this, and could only change the topic unintentionally: "I'm pretty good, where is my dad?"

"Your father?" Mother Lu showed a hint of disgust and turned the camera slightly: "I'm stupid there, hey! Come and see your son!"

"Coffee? Where is it?" Lu's father, who was sticking his butt and didn't know what he was doing, looked around, but didn't see the coffee. He looked back with confusion and smiled: "Oh, it turns out to be Zi'an, how about it, are you still adapting there?"

"I'm pretty good." Lu Zi settled down and asked: "Dad, what are you doing?"

Dad Lu walked over with a smile and raised the shovel in his hand: "Hey, Zi'an, I'll tell you, coffee has grown, do you know? It caught a mouse the day before yesterday! Oh, a cat that can catch mice is a good cat, and it was even more amazing yesterday. I caught a bird and I cooked it for it, and your mother was still talking about me..."

His father and his mother each have their own characteristics, but the only thing they do together is that they are endless and topics are often easily rushing to the horizon.

And, dead rats and dead birds and so on...

Lu Zi'an felt a chill in his heart and raised his eyebrows: "You...you dare to give it away, you dare to eat it..."

"What's that? Can my coffee hurt me?" Lu's father was happy. He has been delicious and has a good taste recently. His face has grown a lot of meat and looks a little blessed: "It's this sometimes..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Ma suddenly screamed.

"Whatever you do, old lady, don't be surprised, okay, I was so scared that my shovel almost fell off..." Lu Dad muttered and looked along Mom Lu's sight.

The next second, he jumped out subconsciously and threw the shovel: "How fat! Coffee! You go out quickly!"
Chapter completed!