Mo Zizhong blinked innocently: "Dad, the teacher said that you have to be honest. I can't lie just to praise you!"
Lu Chenxu had a dark look on his face and was completely defeated by his eldest son.
After dinner and simple cleaning, Mo Zizhong went upstairs to sleep.
Lu Zixun sat between his mother and father, feeling that everything was like a dream. He had always envied sister Ranran for having such an open-minded and loving father and mother, but he never thought that one day, sister Ranran's parents would be his biological children.
parents.
God has been really kind to him.
"Dad, Mom, I love you!" He put his head in Mo Xiaodie's arms and held Lu Chenxu's big hand with his uninjured little hand.
Lu Chenxu touched his son's pale face and looked at his injured arm: "Zixun, how on earth did you fall down the stairs?"
No matter who hurt his son, there is no way he can escape unscathed.
Lu Zixun lowered his head: "When I was at Lu's house, I planted several pots of Dendrobium officinale and Soul-Returning Grass on the top floor. Ruan Zhiyu had someone help them outside the fence at the bottom of the top floor, and also painted the fence with oil.
.I didn’t realize that it was coated with very slippery engine oil, so I thought it would be okay, so I climbed over the guardrail to move back the pots of flowers and plants, but ended up falling down.”
"Ruan Zhiyu." Lu Chenxu spat out the name through his teeth.
The Ruan family members have not remembered the lesson they learned last time. They dared to hurt his son, as well as Lu Haoze. Zixun has been so wronged and has been shielding that woman. It seems that it is time to teach them some lessons.
.
"Zixun, don't worry. With your parents here, no one will ever try to hurt you again!" He hugged his son tightly.
Mo Xiaodie gently touched her son's bandaged arm, her brows full of worry: "Zixun, does your arm still hurt?"
Today, after coming out of the cold storage and going to the hospital, the doctor had re-dressed and bandaged Zixun's arm. He said that after the accident, it might take some time for Zixun's arm to fully recover.
Mo Xiaodie was very worried, fearing that Zixun's arm would have sequelae.
After a busy day, Lu Zixun looked very tired. His little head was nestled in Mo Xiaodie's arms, and he yawned sleepily: "It doesn't hurt, mom, don't worry, I'm fine! I'll have more tomorrow."
Going to school!"
After he finished speaking, his little eyes could no longer be opened and he quickly fell asleep.
Lu Chenxu carefully placed his son on the bed to make him sleep more comfortably.
"Honey, how are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?" He raised his hand and caressed Mo Xiaodie's face lovingly.
In fact, what he wanted to do most now was to hold his wife in his arms and comfort her. But Sanbao kept holding Mo Xiaodie's hand, lying between them, sleeping soundly, with a happy smile on his lips.
smile.
He couldn't bear to move his son, so he had to comfort his wife through his son.
Mo Xiaodie shook her head: "No, husband, you don't have to worry, I'm fine."
"I'm sorry, if I had rushed over earlier, you and Sanbao wouldn't have been locked in." He felt guilty and blamed himself, why every time something happened to his wife, when she needed him the most, he wasn't by her side!
Mo Xiaodie held his hand and comforted him: "Husband, this is not your fault. I didn't blame you! Don't blame yourself too much!"
"Wife, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you and Sanbao!"