Lu Chenxu and Mo Xiaodie looked at each other and nodded.
Ranran in his arms tilted her little head and showed a sweet smile to Mother Lu: "Grandma, hello, I am Ranran."
Chubby Ranran is loved by everyone. Mother Lu happily took Ranran's little hand and said, "Ranran, I am grandma, come here, grandma, give me a hug."
Father Lu stretched out his arm to stop her: "You are holding the water, let me hold it. Of course, come here, grandpa, give her a hug."
After being hugged by Father Lu, Ranran looked at Father Lu and blinked: "Grandpa, you look so young. You are even prettier than the grandfather of our classmate!"
Hearing his granddaughter's praise, Father Lu laughed happily.
Mother Lu curled her lips: "What a shame, old man, what's there to see?"
Ranran quickly turned back to look at Mother Lu: "Grandma, you are also very young, good-looking, and have a temperament, like a movie star."
Mother Lu couldn't close her mouth after being praised: "My little sweetheart, this little mouth is so sweet!"
Mo Zizhong stood in the corridor not far away and shook his head helplessly: "Of course, aren't you hungry? Why are you still here to flatter me!"
His voice was very soft, but very penetrating.
Mo Xiaodie was the first to run over, hold his hand, and check his body up and down uneasily.
Mo Zizhong frowned and pulled Mo Xiaodie's hand away: "Mommy, the doctor has checked everything. It's fine. It's just that the forehead is injured."
At this time, Lu Chenxu had already walked in front of him.
"Have we met?" He remembered this little boy. At the Xingyue Home Decoration dinner party, he also rescued a little girl who was stuck in a cake.
Mo Zizhong glanced at him: "Dad, your memory is really good."
However, with such a quarrel, Mommy must have had a showdown with Dad. Looking at the hands they held tightly together just now, he knew that Mommy finally stopped deceiving herself and accepted Dad with an open heart.
Suddenly hearing his son calling him daddy, Lu Chenxu seemed calm on the surface, but he was already stirred up in his heart. This little boy who was somewhat similar to Xiaodie turned out to be his biological son!
In front of Mo Zizhong, he tried to make his voice and expression as friendly as possible: "What's your name?"
Mo Zizhong rolled his eyes at him: "Mo Zizhong, didn't my mommy tell you?" Was dad scared out of his wits? He was not at all as decisive and ruthless as what was said on the Internet.
Seeing that his son disliked him, Lu Chenxu's lips curled up, and he pointed at the wound on Mo Zizhong's head: "Does it still hurt?"
Mo Zizhong shook his head like a little man: "This little injury doesn't hurt at all."
Lu Chenxu's eyes flashed with approval, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Brave and strong, he is indeed my son, Lu Chenxu!"
The corner of Mo Zizhong's mouth moved slightly but he said nothing. His father was really self-righteous.
Seeing such a lovely grandson, Father Lu and Mother Lu couldn't wait to rush over.
Mother Lu asked Father Lu to help hold the infusion bottle and said eagerly: "Zizhong, your name is Zizhong, I am grandma. Your biological grandma."
Father Lu added on the side: "I am grandpa, biological grandpa."
Seeing the two elderly people so excited, Mo Zizhong opened the door of his ward sensibly: "Grandma, your body is just fine, go to the hospital bed and lie down for a while! If grandpa keeps holding the infusion bottle like this, his arm will
It’s too much to bear.”
"Okay, okay, my eldest grandson is so considerate and sensible." Mother Lu's smile has never stopped since she saw Ran Ran and Zizhong. Such caring eldest grandson and granddaughter must be the manifestation of the Bodhisattva in the temple.
After she goes back, she will donate some incense money.