Early the next morning, as soon as they got up and went downstairs, they saw a thin woman wearing a hat standing in the yard of Sun Shucai's house.
Wearing a hat on a hot summer morning feels a bit strange.
After going downstairs, Mo Xiaodie saw the other party's face. The other party was probably in her fifties. Although her face was pale and there were some wrinkles on her face, she could still tell that she must have been a beauty when she was young.
When the other party saw Lu Chenxu, he felt a little embarrassed and his hands began to tremble: "You, are you Wen Xiang's son?"
Her expression, her question.
Mo Xiaodie probably understood who she was! If her guess was correct, this woman should be Li Qiuhe, Xiao Su's mother they met last night.
Thinking of this, she glanced at Lu Chenxu uneasily.
He looked expressionless and walked directly past the other person.
Li Qiuhe's voice behind him was a little anxious: "Don't listen to Xiao Su, she is just a child and doesn't know anything! Your father and I, we -"
But before she finished speaking, she was ruthlessly interrupted by Lu Chenxu: "I'm here to find the child. I don't want to know how you and my father are doing."
"But if you dare to hurt my mother, I will never forgive you!"
Li Qiuhe's body was crumbling, as thin as a fallen leaf in the autumn wind: "Don't worry, I, I won't hurt your mother."
Guixiang walked out of the kitchen, saw this scene, and ran over to help her: "Sister, you just fainted once last night, what are you doing here!"
Li Qiuhe held her hand: "Guixiang, didn't Sun Da tell you? This kid Xiao Su came to them last night and told them everything!"
Sure enough, Guixiang looked surprised: "What, Sun Da didn't say anything when he came back last night!"
After being surprised, Guixiang looked at Lu Chenxu: "Chenxu, my sister, she didn't mean it, she just lived too hard. She -"
Lu Chenxu interrupted Guixiang ruthlessly again: "You don't need to explain, I don't want to know."
After saying that, he took Mo Xiaodie's hand and walked out the door. When he reached the door, he stopped, his voice was cold and ruthless, and full of a faint threat that could not be ignored: "I say it again, none of you should
You want to hurt my mother!"
After saying that, he raised his head and walked out of Sun's house without looking back.
Behind them, Guixiang looked at her sister distressedly, with a hint of complaint in her voice: "Sister, why are you doing this! Lu Wenxiang owes you this!"
Guixiang's sister shook her head gently: "No, Guixiang, you don't know anything. He is a good person and doesn't owe me anything. I owe him too much!"
As she spoke, two lines of tears silently slipped down her pale cheeks, falling on the cement floor at her feet, leaving two bitter dots.
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After Mo Xiaodie followed Lu Chenxu out, she sighed in her heart. Lu Chenxu should be angry now. How should she persuade her about this kind of thing?
Lu Chenxu didn't say anything, and quickly took her to Fan Laosan's home.
Fan Laosan and his family had just gotten up. His wife Cuiye was cooking in the kitchen. Because the door was kicked in, Lu Chenxu and Mo Xiaodie walked directly into the yard.
After Fan Laosan saw them through the window, he quickly put a shirt on the boy next to him who was wearing shorts and playing topless.
After Cuiye saw them in the kitchen, she walked out with a spatula and asked, "What do you want to do?"