When he thought of the situation at that time, he was frightened.

"Uncle Lu, let me go."

Yang Yang was still struggling to get off the ground.

Several women looked at Lu Dongming, except for Hai Ling, they all felt that Lu Dongming was more nervous and scared than Zhou Honglin's father.

Zhou Honglin didn't even come over to appease his son.

"Ahem��"

The old lady coughed twice, and when Lu Dongming looked at her, she reminded Lu Dongming: "Dongming, Yang Yang wasn't scared by the gangsters, but was scared by you. You see, Yang Yang is struggling to get off the ground."

"Uncle Lu, let me go."

Yang Yang asked again.

The little guy's face was tight, obviously angry.

Uncle Lu was too strong, he couldn't break free from Uncle Lu's arms.

Lu Dongming quickly put him down, and the others also squatted down, holding Yang Yang's shoulders instead, and said in a gentle voice: "Yangyang, it's good that you're fine, it's good that you're fine."

Yang Yang stared at Lu Dongming with big eyes shining.

Uncle Lu was actually very kind to him.

He could feel Uncle Lu's sincerity towards him, not just teasing him, but really liking him.

Yang Yang raised his hand, and his little hand landed on the scar on Lu Dongming's face. After touching it lightly, he withdrew his hand, as if afraid. Seeing that Lu Dongming had no painful reaction, he stretched out his little hand again to touch it. That scar.

"Uncle Lu, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt now."

When he was injured back then, it was very painful, and his handsome face was stained with blood, which frightened his mother so much that his legs went limp, thinking that he was seriously injured and would die.

It wasn't just the mother who was terrified, everyone was terrified.

His sick grandma almost died because of his injuries. Although it was later found out that he was just disfigured, grandma was so frightened that her condition became more and more serious, and she died not long after.

Only then did Lu Dongming realize that he regretted it, and then he changed his mind, quit the so-called arena in his mouth, and started a new life.

He kept that scar all the time, not only to witness his youthful vigor, but also to remind him that because of his rebellion, grandma died of illness prematurely.

The doctor said that with good conditioning and a little attention, grandma can live another three to five years...

Before grandma died, it was still his little grandson who was most worried about her.

Grandma touched the scar on his face. When she wanted to say something, she was already speechless. Finally, the old hand slipped from his face. At that moment, he lost the grandmother who loved him the most.

For many years, no matter how much his family persuaded him, he did not have plastic surgery.

"But, it's scary."

Yang Yang said softly, "Like a bug that can bite people."

Lu Dongming was silent. JrNovels.com