Mom is busy in the kitchen, dad is playing chess downstairs, the command can be transmitted to the fourth floor, and Lu Yang is listening to music in the room.

Many years ago, the three of the Lu family lived in the same living situation. Now Lu Yang wants to cook, but his mother still pushes him out of the kitchen, saying that he will only cook this meal, and he will have to cook every meal in the future.

The earphones play a cappella versions of those singers' historical works without mixing or modification, showing the purest timbre and singing skills.

Most of the singers signed by Gu Qinghan were newcomers from school. Only one amateur who participated in the audition was rejected and was finally signed.

Compared with their professional ability, they can kill the current trainees who are practicing singing, dancing, rap and basketball, but they have not yet reached the level of capable singers.

He has no reputation, and his ability is acceptable but not top-notch. Several factors have put Lu Yang in a deadlock. He can guarantee that the songs he has copied for a few people will be popular, but he is still far from being able to support a music software.

The way to write songs for Gu Qinghan has been blocked by Gu Yuan, and it is useless to change his vest.

Originally, he wanted to hit the hit song directly, but a singer with insufficient singing skills and insufficient emotion would have difficulty restoring the taste of the hit song even if the timbre is the same.

Now it seems that we still have to take a different approach.

How? Where? How can we let two capable melons bring singing into the streets?

This is really a difficult problem to solve.

"You said that you brought big and small bags back to your home to buy these extremely expensive things. Young people don't know how to save money at all. You still have to save money to get married. You spent so much money on me and your dad.

Well?"

Yu Mei's complaining voice came from the living room, and everyone could hear the joy inside.

The thoughts that were not there were completely extinguished, and Lu Yang ran out of the room in a hurry. His mother took out the clothes from the suitcase, complained, and put them on herself, smiling like a flower.

Lu Yang scratched his head. He didn't buy anything when he went home this time. These clothes were obviously gifts from Gu Qinghan. Looking at the brand, he knew they were expensive.

"Why is there no tag?" Yu Mei wondered, "The material is good, and it looks good, but I always feel that the quality is not up to par."

"Luxury goods are all like this. Who knows what rich people think, they might wear them once and then throw them away."

"Hey!" Yu Mei stared at Lu Yang, "I don't know what you will be like in the future, but you can't be so wasteful."

"Well..." Lu Yang finally explained, "Gu Qinghan asked me to bring these things to you."

"and yours?"

"Here." Lu Yang pointed to his face.

It was too hasty when he came back, so he finally chose to shop online.

My parents' personalities are like this. If they really want to take it to the store to buy, they have to go through several rounds of pulling. They feel comfortable but complain. Lu Yang can't stand the pushing and pushing, so he might as well force it in.

"It's better to be Xiao Gu." Yu Mei didn't think it was a big deal. The two of them were already dating each other. Maybe it was Lu Yang who bought it and used Gu Qinghan's name.

"Tell your dad to eat." She ordered.

This is not a good job, Lu Yang shrugged and pulled his head. His father's hobby in life is to play chess. He will not stop no matter how long he plays. When he is fascinated, he can even play until late at night.

Before he could shout, Lu Yuan's voice came from downstairs: "Lu Yang! Come downstairs!"

Yes, I was yelled at again.

The courier arrived, and after signing for it, the huge cardboard box stood next to the chess table. The old people playing chess frequently appeared in confusion, staring at Lu Yang with their peripheral vision.

As I get older, my life is ordinary and leisurely. I always like to play chess, entertain the dog and walk the birds, talk about the glorious history with my friends, and talk about my children.

In the past, when talking about such topics, Lu Yuan was always silent, watching them brag, and when others asked about Lu Yang, he just said, "Let's just mess around, don't gnaw at the old age."

Regarding their children, some people scolded them and others praised them, but Lu Yuan didn't feel much about them. Lu Yang's previous performance was mediocre, and he couldn't be praised or scolded.

But during this period, with Yu Mei's "inadvertent" revelation, Lu Yang's name once again appeared in the sight of the elderly in the family home. The ordinary-looking little guy suddenly looked a little like a young man, which was disconcerting.

Big habit.

The things delivered by courier were obviously not as valuable as the garage, but looking at Lu Yuan's face that was pretending to be serious but couldn't hold back his smile, they were still a little envious.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, Uncle Xu, and Uncle Tao." Lu Yang greeted calmly.

Every household in the compound knows each other well. In the past, when one family had no time to take care of their children, they would let their children go to other houses for food. Over the years, the relationship has become even closer.

"Lu Yang, I told you when I was a child that the one in my family wanted to marry you."

"Hey, what you said is wrong. Lu Yang and my niece were childhood sweethearts. When she was a child, she would go to Lu Yang's house to play every day."

"What's wrong, how about your daughter and her niece marry Lu Yang together? The young man is so handsome and capable."

"screw you."

People in Huzhou are all like this. They are not afraid to joke about meat and vegetables, but they like to tease Lu Yang the most. This guy is trying to make fun of an old man.

"Lu Yang is dating a friend and will bring him home in two years." Only at this time would Lu Yuan lose his aura as a father, "Aren't you a brat?"

"Ah, right, right." Lu Yang nodded, thinking that his mother's confidentiality work was really good.

In the end, the father and son moved the express upstairs while everyone envied them. The building in the family courtyard was built in the last century and did not have an elevator.

"What did you buy?" Lu Yuan asked when he moved to the stairs and no one was around.

"I bought a massage chair for you."

"Why would you buy something like this?" Dad Lu kept reasoning. He didn't have the strength to move things as before. "It's expensive and takes up space. Our house is small. If you have something to do, you can just walk two steps more."

Unlike Yu Mei's verbal complaints, Lu Yuan is making serious comments. He always has his own thoughts and thinks about things that are not good. Even if you convince him, he will still feel bad.

--stubborn.

"Just tell me whether you like it or not." Lu Yang knew his father very well.

"If my son gives me something, I will definitely like it."

When it comes to giving gifts, it really depends on your feelings. Most people will be happy when they receive a gift. The value is not critical.

After dinner, the massage chair sealed by the express box was opened. Yu Mei enjoyed it. Lu Yuan looked at the instructions and the buttons on it, looking interested.

"While saying this is bad and that is bad, it's like a child seeing a toy." Lu Ma stood up and spoke for Lu Yang, "Do you want to sit down?"

"Then get up and drive."

So the person who enjoyed it became Lu Yuan. After Yu Mei sighed, she played with her mobile phone on the sofa, writing and drawing with one finger in Zen style, probably chatting freely.

Mom rarely talked to me in the past, so I guess it was Gu Qinghan.

Lu Yang thought to himself, for a moment he really wanted her to appear in front of him, and saw how these two people talked, and they could talk like mother and daughter in just one month.

He felt very clearly that the reason why his mother preferred her was no longer "Lu Yang's girlfriend" before, but "Gu Qinghan himself".

"How is your songwriting going, little consultant?" Yu Mei didn't even raise her head.

"I can write songs, but it's not easy to choose." Lu Yang scratched his head.

After Yu Mei replied truthfully, she casually said with disdain: "People on the Internet say that your songs are so good, but they are all for young people. I didn't hear how good they are."

"Let's have something the elderly like," she said casually.

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Apologize.

It’s not that I’m cutting the book, but I’m just going to make a single update today, and try to make up for it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow (make up for everything I owed before, in short, the free period must be made up).

I am very aware of this fact. I don’t want to, but real life keeps me in a low mood.

Reason: old age, illness and death.

I won’t go into details. Every friend who listened to my complaints was silenced by me.

Life is hard enough, so I won’t pour out my bitterness.

Starting around the beginning of the month, this kind of shit happened one after another. In the last ten days of updates, I wasn’t even in the mood to make fun of them. I couldn’t take an easy path. It was completely different from the previous article.

For the sake of quality and myself, I decided to let myself think about it for one more night.

Yesterday's single update, after thinking about it for a long time, I thought that the matter could be forgotten like this, but in the afternoon, my family was still online.

It's not about money, it's about life and death.

The false happiness that was finally built up, snap, is gone.

terribly sorry.

Currently owe: 3 chapters.
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