Fortunate Eighties: The Bewitching Female Rival Who Tamed Her Husband with Skill

"Looks like dad got a lot darker, but he seems full of energy," remarked Lu Xiaomei, teasing her significantly darkened father.

Mrs. Lu laughed, "Ever since the house construction started, your father has been leaving early and coming back late, afraid of delaying the progress of your house, working tirelessly with the workers every day. Of course, he’d get darker."

Father Lu quickly finished a slice of watermelon, "I may not be good at much, but I still have a bit of strength left, just for some hard labor."

"Dad, if you’re tired, just rest. We’re not in a hurry with the house."

"Ah, dad knows."

Father Lu wasn’t just content with working by himself; whenever his second son had a break, he would call on him to work together.

Thus, over the summer, Lu Xiaoting also got noticeably darker.

Susu, looking at the six kids whose black hair shone and her own man, covered her face.

This vacation, the siblings really had a blast.

At home, they couldn’t sit still for a moment; if they weren’t going out with their brother and elder sisters to find friends nearby, they were following grandma in the streets, charming the men and women old enough to be their grandparents.