Lu Chenxu followed her, frowning slightly: "Ruirui is only ten years old, how can he be sure that it is Xiangzhu's handwriting? Also, we saw Xiangzhu being bombed to death with our own eyes."
At this time, the two people had arrived in the yard outside. As they walked outside, he said: "Honey, I know that the third child has had a hard time in the past three years. He has to go to work and take care of two children and
mother in law.
We all hope that Xiangzhu is still alive. But, could this be a trap deliberately designed by someone to target our Lu family? I think——"
Before he finished speaking, Mo Xiaodie suddenly stopped and stared at him.
Lu Chenxu was so frightened that he quickly shut up and did not dare to say any more.
Mo Xiaodie sighed: "You think you are the only smart one, and I have thought of what you said, but even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, we are willing to believe it and give it a try for the sake of the third child.
I didn’t say that I must believe what the children said, shouldn’t I go to the third child to discuss this matter?”
"Oh, that's good, wife, let's go and find the third child." Lu Chenxu quickly supported her with a flattering look on his face.
His wife is always the smartest and has thought of everything.
What he just said was unnecessary.
Mo Xiaodie gave him a helpless look, and the two of them walked towards Lu Zixun's villa together.
...
At this time, in Lu Zixun's villa, Meng Enqi pushed Lu Xinyi and knocked on Lu Zixun's study door.
Lu Zixun was working in front of the computer at this time. When he heard a knock on the door, he said without looking back: "Please come in."
"Dad!" Lu Xinyi was sitting in a wheelchair, holding hot milk in her hand.
Lu Zixun turned around and saw his daughter, and stood up quickly: "Xinyi, aren't you doing your homework? Why are you here."
Lu Xinyi handed over the milk in her hand: "Dad, you ate too little for dinner, so I asked Teacher Meng to heat the milk for you."
Lu Zixun was very touched when her daughter suddenly became so sensible: "Thank you Xinyi, your father is very happy that you are so sensible."
As he spoke, he reached out to take the milk and put it to his lips to drink.
His daughter specially gave him hot milk, and he must drink it. He cannot let the child down.
Meng Enqi was standing behind Lu Xinyi. When she saw Lu Zixun wanted to drink milk, her hands tightly grasped the handle of the wheelchair, and her heart was pounding nervously.
She deliberately asked Lu Xinyi to bring this glass of milk to Lu Zixun, with the medicine given by her elder brother added to it.
As long as Lu Zixun drinks this glass of milk, everything will be easy to handle.
At this moment, she was trying to stabilize her emotions and was so nervous that she forgot to breathe.
However, what she didn't expect was that before the milk reached Lu Zixun's mouth, Lu Xinyi suddenly spoke to stop him.
"Dad, wait a minute!"
Lu Zixun's hand paused and he looked at his daughter: "What's wrong? Isn't this the milk you prepared for dad?"
Lu Xinyi laughed: "Of course it's for dad. The milk is a bit warm. Dad, can you drink it later? I just painted a picture and I want to show dad."
"Okay!" After listening to his daughter's words, Lu Zixun casually put the milk on the computer table behind him.
Meng Enqi was anxious, but she didn't dare to show anything.
Lu Xinyi looked back at her, still smiling: "Oh, Teacher Meng, I forgot to take my painting. Can you help me go to the room to get it?"
When she said this, Meng Enqi couldn't refuse: "Okay, the teacher will go get you a painting right now."
Although she was reluctant, she still turned around and went to Meng Enqi's room at the end of the corridor. She quickly found the painting the little girl had drawn in the afternoon and took it over.
It only lasts for two minutes.
However, when she returned to the study again, she found that Lu Zixun was holding an empty milk cup with some traces of milk remaining on the corners of his lips.
"Xinyi, this is the best milk dad has ever drunk. You have grown up and know how to care about dad. Dad is very happy."
After putting down the cup, he raised his other hand and rubbed his daughter's hair with a doting look on his face.
It seems that he just finished drinking the milk.
Meng Enqi breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and handed the painting in her hand to Lu Xinyi.
Lu Xinyi handed the painting to Lu Zixun: "Dad, look at this, I painted it. Does it look good?"
Lu Zixun took the painting and looked at it.
The content of the painting is a picture of their family of four, walking intimately hand in hand in the sunshine.
His eyes were a little sour: "Xinyi's painting is very good!"
Lu Xinyi suddenly looked at Meng Enqi obediently: "Teacher Meng, let's go back, my father still has to work!"
After saying that, she looked at Lu Zixun again: "Dad, you're done working. You should go to bed early! I'm going back to the room first, and I still have unfinished homework!"
Lu Zixun nodded: "Okay."
He looked at Meng Enqi: "Teacher Meng, thank you for your hard work."
Meng Enqi was very excited at this time. Lu Xinyi wanted to go back to the room, which was exactly what she wanted: "Doctor Lu, you're welcome. This is what I should do. I also like Xinyi very much, so we won't disturb you anymore."
Soon, she pushed Lu Xinyi and left the study.
After returning to Lu Xinyi's room, she quickly gave Lu Xinyi some homework.
"Xinyi, you write first, the teacher needs to go to the bathroom."
She looked at the time and saw that the medicine was almost working, so she found a reason to leave Lu Xinyi's room and tiptoed to the door of the study.
