Chapter 238: Chapter 238 Time Keeps Moving

Time marched on, and in the blink of an eye, more than five years had passed.

"I know, I know, I know," Su Lu cradled the phone between her shoulder and ear, one hand holding a bag, the other cupping a small flower pot with several tender sprouts that were indistinguishable as to variety, swaying and covered with dew, they looked quite pitiable.

She opened the car door, tossing her five-digit-priced bag in like a garbage bag.

But the small flower pot in her hands was treated with care, gently placed into the cup holder in front of the car’s center console.

Su Lu started the car and connected the phone call to the vehicle’s Bluetooth.

The voice from the other end filled the car’s luxurious sound system in surround sound.

"Take your time getting here, there’s no rush, and be careful driving, alright?" Zhao Ying’s voice was gentle, full of caution.

Su Lu’s eyes crinkled up with a smile, "Okay..." She drew out the word, her tone slightly coquettish, "I know..."

"I’ll make braised ribbonfish for dinner, your favorite. Didn’t you say a few days ago you wanted it? I had Brother Xun go down to Zhougang to get some good ribbonfish, which was iced immediately after being caught and directly driven back to land. I’ll cook it for you tonight. I’ve already started the soup, and I’ll stew the bird’s nest for you later."

Zhao Ying listed everything out.

Su Lu’s smile widened, her voice softened, "Mom, you’re the best. I’m in for a treat today. It’s really kind of Brother Xun to run down to Zhougang in this sweltering heat. You’re making soup and bird’s nest too, aren’t you treating me like a pig? I’m getting fat..."

"Nonsense, I wish I could fatten you up! Shen Da said you’ve lost weight again!" Zhao Ying snorted.

"Tsk." Su Lu curled her lip, "That traitor brother. He’s the one who said my fitness and physical condition are good now, so he increased my training volume. Once the training increased, I lost weight, and now he’s tattling..."

"Hehe, I just wanted an excuse to cook more delicious food for you, my cooking skills have been improving rapidly lately," Zhao Ying said, her words accompanied by the hiss of the pressure cooker, "Alright, I won’t talk anymore. Come back quickly once you’ve picked up the person, I miss you so much."

"Got it."

call, Su Lu placed the phone back on the car’s mobile phone holder and opened the music streaming

the more love turns vile, fulfilling my anticipated disappointment, whether

cute little

sprouts in the flower pot, her lips curving into a smile, her

upcoming traffic light intersection, please change lanes in advance. Mengmeng Child

gaze intent, her back straightened

Beijing. It’s not to say... she grew up in Feng City, and whether it’s the

was just not familiar

if she were facing a major challenge. The Yang River Overpass Group

overpasses, whether it was entrance ramps or exits, figuring out how to navigate them was incredibly

for this overpass group had once become

points but also nearly caused an accident due to taking the wrong lane, leaving her with a psychological shadow. Now, every time she arrived here, she had to

roundabout at the third exit, approaching the first exit, passing the first exit, approaching the second

instructions, her hands tightly gripping the steering wheel as she

Perfect, smooth!

Lu mentally gave

move perfectly and smoothly, that didn’t account for others who could be confounded by this roundabout exit. A momentary

"Bang!" Suddenly!

Lu’s whole body shook, her hands gripped the steering wheel firmly as she slammed on the brakes, and the car came to an abrupt

Despite her attempt to reach out and catch it, she couldn’t prevent the small flowerpot from tumbling over to the side,

raised her hand to

caused by the overturned flowerpot

the small flowerpot, but evidently, there wasn’t much room for rectification. The young shoots were already delicate, and now each appeared to have had its head chopped

prognosis wasn’t

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