Lu Yuanfeng was the closest to Old Lady Lu. He wanted to comfort her, but after opening his mouth for a while, he still didn't know what to say.
He looked to Mu Shuangshuang for help.
Mu Shuangshuang came in from outside and said to Lu Yuanfeng, "Fengzi, can you help me pick up the kitchen knife and wash it by the river?"
Lu Yuanfeng looked at Mu Shuangshuang with gratitude and went out.
The so-called washing knife was just an excuse Mu Shuangshuang made up for Lu Yuanfeng.
Mu Shuangshuang knew that Lu Yuanfeng was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see Old Lady Lu, at such an old age, crying so sadly by herself.
But his mother's matter was still unresolved.
If Lu Yuanfeng could accept the two elders of the Lu Family without any qualms, it wouldn't make sense either.
It was better to let his future wife solve the problem for Fengzi.
Lu Yuanfeng now only trusted Mu Shuangshuang. When she asked him to leave temporarily, he listened and stood not far from the Lu Family's yard.
