She stopped and stood, admiring the scene of the father and son playing. Jiang Ming also stopped by the side, holding a briefcase in both hands, not deliberately standing, but elegant and calm.
About four or five minutes later, Jiang Ming whispered in Lu Anyi's ear, "If you don't leave, the porridge will probably be cold."
Lu Anyi came to her senses and smiled at Jiang Mingbao, carried the bag, and walked quickly towards Pei Yifeng and Lu Zhenyang. Jiang Ming was tall and walked with Lu Anyi in a hurry.
"Mom, Uncle Jiang Ming."
Lu Zhenyang is very happy every time he sees Jiang Ming, and the same goes for Yao Yi. When he sees these two people, he always enthusiastically wants to talk about what has happened in recent days. [
Jiang Ming sat next to Lu Zhenyang and looked at him with a smile. His smile was still a little doting as usual, but his eyebrows frowned unconsciously, and he stretched out his big hand and touched Lu Zhenyang's little head.
"Yangyang seems to have lost weight recently, so he hasn't had a good meal, right?"
"I eat every meal, although I eat very little." Lu Zhenyang raised his head and answered Jiang Ming like a child was answering an adult asking him if he had done his homework.
"Be good, eat quickly." Jiang Ming said as he took his hand off Lu Zhenyang's head, took a bowl of porridge from Lu Anyi's hand, stirred it with a spoon and handed it to Lu Zhenyang.
Lu Zhenyang frowned and looked at the pork liver in the porridge, and used a spoon to avoid those pork livers and only looked for porridge to eat.
Lu Anyi saw it and didn't say anything, Pei Yifeng was the same. Lu Zhenyang only ate half of the porridge in a plastic box and shouted that he couldn't eat it anymore. Lu Anyi seemed to have eaten less than him.
When Jiang Ming heard Lu Zhenyang say he couldn't eat it anymore, he took the bowl from him and put it on a chair, hugged him and stood up, and smiled and said, "If Yangyang can't eat it, don't eat it anymore. Can you accompany your uncle for a walk?"
Lu Zhenyang nodded with embarrassment, "Okay, okay, but you have to hold me."
Looking at the embarrassed expression on Lu Zhenyang's face, Jiang Ming asked curiously, "What?"
Lu Zhenyang touched his knees and pressed on the joints of his knees, "My legs hurt a little, I don't want to leave anymore."
"How can the legs hurt..." Jiang Ming just asked about the basic symptoms of leukemia in his mind and jumped out. A big hand grabbed Lu Zhenyang's small knee and rubbed it.
"Okay, I'll hold you. I haven't heard you joke about your mother for several days. Can you tell me more today?"
Lu Anyi lowered her head and covered the lunch box for her meal. It was obvious that it was easy to cover it. She kept lowering her head and covering it on the left and right side before uncovering it.
Pei Yifeng kept watching Lu Anyi's anxious movements. After Jiang Ming hugged Lu Zhenyang and left Pei Yifeng, he reached out to take the lunch box from Lu Anyi's hand, and stuffed it into the bag he had just brought over.
Put the bag aside, put his hand on Lu Anyi's shoulder, leaned her head against her body, and comforted her with a gentle voice, "Anyi, don't worry, look at Yangyang so sensible, he will definitely pass the situation so strong
Through this disaster.”
Lu Anyi said to Pei Yifeng in a whispering tone, "Yifeng, you said a miracle will definitely happen. When will a miracle happen? I am really scared. Seeing Yangyang now, he can't even walk down the ground. I