It turned out that after he returned, Colonel Pei forced him to wait for a while, and made a crucian carp soup for Lu Zhenyang.
Inside the other insulation bucket were cooked dumplings. Lu Anyi looked at the heat coming out of the insulation bucket, and was moved that was certain. She looked at the two insulation buckets and was stunned for a long time.
Pei Yifeng took the dishes and chopsticks, "This is the fish brought by grandpa. Yangyang only ate two, and there are several more. He said that he would make it to Yangyang in two days."
"Why did he ask him to do these things after being tired for a few days?"
"He will feel better in this way."[
Lu Zhenyang was half lying on the hospital bed, and Lu Anyi brought the fish soup to the edge of the bed. Lu Zhenyang shook his head and said, "I don't want to drink it."
"Yangyang, this is what Grandpa Zu was specially slaughtered for you just now when he got home. If he didn't drink it, he would definitely be sad if he knew it."
When Lu Zhenyang heard Lu Anyi say this, he nodded sensiblely, "Then will I drink some of it?"
Lu Anyi fed most of the bowl of soup to Lu Zhenyang for drink. The children's channel was playing the cartoons that Lu Zhenyang loved to watch.
"Yifeng, you eat a little more, I can't eat that much." Lu Anyi took the insulation bucket and picked up a few more dumplings for Pei Yifeng.
Looking at the dumplings in the insulation bucket, Lu Anyi only took a bite, and suddenly remembered the situation when she sent dumplings to Lu Zhengyu to the hospital. Lu Zhengyu held the insulation bucket and ate the dumplings she made with her own hands. He kept bowing his head and nodding, without looking up at her.
‘This is what An Yi made for me.’ Her mood will inevitably become even more sad when she remembered that he and Zhang Xue were scrambling to eat the dumplings she made.
Lu Anyi looked at the insulation bucket with a mouthful of dumplings in her mouth, recalling how Lu Zhengyu looked when he ate dumplings, and her eyes were red.
"If I had learned how to cook and make dumplings early, Lao Lu wouldn't have eaten something his daughter made once in his life."
Lu Anyi's words made Pei Yifeng stunned for a moment. Then, before waiting for him to comfort him, Lu Anyi sighed again and continued, "There are always many regrets in this life. I don't cherish it when I am, and I sigh here when I die."
It was not difficult to hear that Lu Anyi was blaming herself. She couldn't swallow the dumplings in her mouth. Pei Yifeng stood up and poured her a cup of hot water and handed it to her.
She took the hot water and drank it in one gulp. The dumplings were dried up with the water. After that, she did not eat dumplings anymore. She put the insulation bucket aside and sat on the sofa with her legs rolled up and watched Pei Yifeng eat.
Pei Yifeng seemed to have no appetite, so he took a few bites and then put them aside. The two of them looked at each other, and neither of them spoke first to find the topic.
After talking recently, it was just Lu Zhenyang's illness. Pei Yifeng has been busy with Aunt Qiong's funeral these days. Lu Anyi was worried that he would be too tired. "Yifeng, you wash it and rest first."
"An Yi, there is something I want to tell you." Pei Yifeng's eyes and tone were a little hesitant, although it was only a little bit.
The first time Lu Anyi saw Pei Yifeng hesitating about something, it seemed that she couldn't take care of something.
He would completely stop telling her what he didn't want to tell her, and he would say it outright without covering up what he wanted to tell her.
"What makes you so upset and unsure of attention?"[