"Really." Lu Zhenyang's answering voice was very crisp, but he didn't look up and was still playing with his fingers.
Lu Anyi smiled and nodded, "That's it, then I'll beat you."
After saying that, she cut her fingers on the screen of her phone and turned on the phone and started dialing the phone number. She deliberately turned on the phone buttons very loudly. She rang, two, three, four...nine times, Lu Anyi pressed it one after another.
Very slow.
When it was nine times, Lu Zhenyang suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Stop."
Lu Anyi stopped pressing the button and continued to smile at Lu Zhenyang, "Why do you want Feifei to accompany you again?"[
"She doesn't keep her word, it's not a good habit. Let me teach her a lesson."
Lu Anyi shook her head and felt that this child was helpless. She was more capable than his father. How old is she? Think about it seriously, she is over five years old. After the Chinese New Year, she will be six years old. Why is she just so stupid?
Can it surround.
Lu Anyi cleaned the room. After cleaning up, she poured a cup of hot water and sat on the sofa waiting for Liu Xizi and the others to come, but her eyes were always paying attention to Lu Zhenyang.
Lu Zhenyang lay on the bed, flipped over and then, as if he was very impatient and impatient, he suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up hard.
Seeing this, Lu Anyi stood up and walked to Lu Zhenyang's bed, "What's wrong with you, Yangyang?"
Lu Zhenyang did not answer her, supported the bed with both hands and frowned, bared his teeth and raised his legs and moved. It seemed that he was about to get out of bed. After working hard several times, it might be a little bit difficult because his legs hurt too much.
Lu Zhenyang tried hard for a few times but failed to get off the ground, so he had to stretch out his hand to Lu Anyi, "Mom, help me, I want to sit on the sofa for a while."
Lu Anyi stared at Lu Zhenyang dullly, her eyes and nose were red, and she reached out to cover her mouth, wanting to cry but not daring to cry.
They kept holding Lu Zhenyang on and off the bed and going out to bask in the sun. They never knew that he could not even get up and get out of bed by himself. Looking at his two thin legs like numb poles, Lu Anyi was so distressed that she was about to suffocate.
Seeing that Lu Anyi did not support him, Lu Zhenyang looked up at Lu Anyi curiously. His lips were dry and his brows were still frowning tightly. Lu Anyi knew that his legs must be hurt tightly.
Lu Zhenyang then said, "Mom, please carry me, my legs hurt, I can't walk over."
Lu Anyi sucked her nose hard, swallowed her tears, bent down and picked up Lu Zhenyang, carried him to the sofa, and took a blanket to cover it on his legs.
Then he poured him a cup of hot water and placed it on the table in front of him. Lu Zhenyang picked up the teacup and waved to Lu Anyi, "Mom sits next to me, I want to lean on you."
Lu Anyi sat beside him as Lu Zhenyang wanted, and reached out and gently took him into his arms.
"Mom, your legs hurt and you're dizzy." Lu Zhenyang said in a low voice, his voice crying.
Lu Anyi didn't say anything when she heard this, but just held Lu Zhenyang's hand and increased the strength slightly. She didn't know how to relieve the pain for the child. This is not that he can't do the work, so she can help him.
She really hopes that all this pain will be in her. Seeing her child struggling in pain feels like a knife that cuts and scratches her heart as soon as she opens her eyes.
Lu Zhenyang reached out and picked up the teacup and took a sip of water. Then he pulled Lu Anyi's hand, glanced at the watch on her wrist, and bulged his mouth and said, "Why haven't Zhang Mofei come yet? She is not punctual at all."