Chapter 81 Lu Family Prodigy
Old Master Lu's heart was filled with excitement. Ever since Jiang Mo took the lead in agreeing to join the alliance, he felt relieved as if he had taken a tranquilizer. All his previous worries disappeared like smoke, and he felt very refreshed.

In the old man's opinion, no matter how vicious the methods of the Japanese aliens who came out of that tiny country were, they were probably at the same level as Quan Xing. How could they shake the giant mountain of the alien world beside him?

The few of them continued chatting until late at night. When it was almost over, Mr. Lu suddenly showed some concern and asked Lu Xuan:
"If You'er follows the schedule, will she be back tomorrow?"

"Well, it should be so, but it should be soon. If not tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow. You know that my third brother is very busy."

Lu Xuan replied hesitantly. In fact, according to the date written in the letter by his cousin, he should have returned long ago. He didn't know why he was still drifting on the sea. He was worried that the old man would be frightened, so he didn't dare to say more.

Lu Jin, who was standing by, was very surprised when he heard the news: "Grandpa, Dad, Third Uncle is coming back this year?"

"Hey, what's the matter, you miss him?" Mr. Lu said with a smile.

"think."

"It's been more than ten years since we last met. He didn't come back for your 80th birthday. It's been another ten years this time. It's time for Third Uncle to come back."

"I don't know how he is doing?"

Lu Jin couldn't help but sigh. In his impression, his third uncle was well-versed in both Chinese and Western culture and was easy-going. When he was a child, he often taught him to read and write, and would take him to temple fairs. In the family, apart from his great-grandfather and father, he was the person who doted on him the most.

"Jin'er, you don't need to worry about your Third Uncle."

Mr. Lu stroked his white beard, his old eyes filled with deep longing:

"This kid is smart, hardworking, flexible, and prudent. He has mastered the three or four foreign languages ​​he learned back then, and with Uncle Xu by his side, he won't starve even if he goes abroad to study."

"Oh? Mr. Lu, Jin'er's third uncle, went to study abroad?"

Jiang Mo asked casually. He knew that the world overseas today was undergoing rapid changes, and knowledge in various scientific and industrial fields was being updated day and night.

If it weren't for the time constraints on his return to the sect, he had planned to purchase a large number of books from overseas and place them in the Trinity Sect so that the disciples could broaden their horizons and learn more. He could also personally take them to travel to overseas countries to see how vast the world is instead of keeping them in the mountains all day.

In response to his curiosity, Mr. Lu was like a proud father. He was not reluctant to share with others that his child was successful in school, and his smile became even brighter.

"Master Jiang, it's a long story, but every time I mention this child, I will talk a lot about him. Please don't think I'm being long-winded."

"Really? Then I'd like to hear the details."

Seeing that the tea in Mr. Lu's cup was finished, Jiang Mo poured tea for himself and filled his cup to 70% full.

"You'er, Lu You."

Mr. Lu looked up, his eyes piercing through the hall and into the distance, his tone gentle:
"He is a child adopted by a very good friend of mine. He has been very smart since childhood and is the opposite of his father.

"My old friend has practiced martial arts all his life, is illiterate, and is bold and forthright;"

"As for You'er, he was born not to like swords, guns, sticks and clubs. He only loves reading books and is very patient. When he was young, he had many private tutors. He was interested in foreign languages, physics, chemistry, and other subjects that gave his peers a headache. He never thought too much of it."

"Unlike other children in the clan, You'er didn't practice Qi, do business, or become an official. He just wanted to study all the time. Later, there were not many teachers who could teach him, so he told me that he wanted to study abroad."

Mr. Lu held the teacup in his hand and shook it gently.

To him, the memory is as clear as if it happened yesterday. When he adopted the baby, it was less than one year old. From babbling to becoming a successful person and going abroad to study, time passed so quickly that it grew up without him noticing.

Jiang Mo saw the conflict on Mr. Lu's face. Even after so many years, there seemed to be some grudges. He couldn't help but asked with a smile, "Do you agree?"

"Alas, if he is the blood of my Lu family, I can let him do whatever he wants."

Mr. Lu smiled bitterly and sipped his tea. He sorted out his words for a while before continuing, "But the blood flowing in his body is the only one left for my best friend."

"In such a chaotic time, if a kid in his early twenties were to study abroad in a foreign country thousands of miles away, how would I be able to take care of him if something unexpected happened?"

"It wasn't until the child knelt down and begged me for several days that my heart ached. I went to visit the graves of my old friends and hesitated for almost half a month before I decided to let him go."

"You did a great job, didn't you?" Jiang Mo agreed. "The young eagle will eventually spread its wings. The world outside is so wonderful and vast. Let alone ethics and morals, can you bear to bury his talent, Mr. Lu?"

Hearing this, the old man smiled quietly, and after a long while, he continued:
"I really can't do it. I can only feel guilty for my stubbornness."

"On the afternoon when I sent him off, it was drizzling and a little cold. Before he boarded the ship, he kowtowed to me and thanked me. He kept saying that he would build a career in the future before coming back to see me, otherwise he would be ashamed of his family's upbringing."

"The dock was very noisy that day. I touched You'er's head, smiled, and didn't say anything."

"In those sincere eyes, I saw the same sharpness as his father. That kind of ambition cannot be concealed, but it also made me believe that he can do it."

Jiang Mo could clearly feel that Mr. Lu had a very high opinion of Mr. Lu, which was a compliment that even an outstanding young person like Lu Jin could hardly get.

He asked, “What happened next?”

"You'er has taken the path he wanted to take. He writes to me every month, telling me about his experiences abroad, how he has made rapid progress, and how he has been admitted to a world-class university for further studies."

"He has pretty much figured out the operating rules of all the multinational giants. When he first shared it with me, I could still understand a little bit. But in recent years, I've gotten older and it's become more and more difficult for me to understand."

"You'er said last month that she had prepared a big gift for me for my birthday, but she was afraid that the news would leak out, so she didn't dare to write it on the letter."

Old Master Lu has a kind face and has deep feelings for this child. He always smiles whenever he mentions him. In his heart, Lu You is no worse than the top scholar of his ancestor's generation.

"Congratulations, Mr. Lu, on your 90th birthday. The return of your wandering son brings happiness to the whole family." Jiang Mo said politely.

"Hahaha!!!"

Mr. Lu laughed out loud and suggested, "Master Jiang, I guess you and Xiaoyou are from the same generation. I'll introduce you two to each other later."

"Okay, I'll trouble you."

Jiang Mo wanted to meet this genius and consult him about overseas affairs so that he could purchase some supplies for the Trinity Sect.

"You're welcome. It's no big deal." Mr. Lu laughed generously.

Late at night, the old man felt tired, so Lu Xuan helped him back to his room to rest, while Lu Jin took Jiang Mo to a guest room to stay temporarily.

It was almost dawn and the birthday was approaching. Guests from all over the country were either sleeping soundly in the inn in the city or already outside the city.

Yin time, port.

The tattered wooden pillar supported a sturdy figure, a middle-aged man with messy hair, a stubbled face, and a terribly pale complexion, as if he had overdrawn his physical strength to a serious extent.

One sturdy arm held the wooden pillar, and the other hand numbly and mechanically pushed away the water, using the thrust of the waves to slowly move forward.

"Huhu. Huh."

He gasped heavily, avoided the reefs with trembling steps, climbed up the dock, and fell to the ground exhausted.

"Hey! What's wrong with you?!"

A cook who was unloading goods passed by and kindly asked.

"Give it to you"

"Take me to the Lu family..."

Before the man fell unconscious, he used up his last bit of strength to say this sentence and tried to pass the silver dollar in his hand to the cook.

"No! Brother, wake up."

Seeing that he was not sure whether he was dead or alive, the cook was so scared that he quickly put aside the sack on his shoulder and bent down to check the situation.

(End of this chapter)