Chapter: 1103
Lu Xiaocao was injured behind him, and as expected, his sons were all white-eyed wolves!
Long Wei and Li Mingcheng had already laughed out loud.
The only people who can make Lu Chenxu deflated and still can't attack are probably his precious sons.
However, as soon as he walked to the door of Luo Guangqi's house, a fifty or sixty-year-old lady hurriedly ran into the distance.
"Junuo, Junuo, are you going to scare grandma to death? Where have you been?"
This old lady is no one else, but Ye Yongjun's mother, Xiao Nuonuo's grandmother Li Lanzhen.
Seeing his grandma, Xiao Nuonuo subconsciously hid behind Lu Ziqian.
However, Li Lanzhen seemed to have not seen Lu Ziqian and the others, and immediately reached out to pull Xiao Nuonuo.
However, Xiao Nuonuo hid behind Lu Ziqian and refused to come out.
Moreover, seeing this situation, Lu Ziqian also deliberately protected her and refused to give way.
Li Lanzhen's face suddenly sank: "Ju Nuo, are you disobedient? There are so many things in the house today. Didn't I tell you to watch TV in the room and not be allowed to come out? Who made you run out by yourself?"
"You child, how difficult your father is, do you know? You have to run around." Then she stretched out her hand again, stared at Xiao Nuonuo, and motioned for her to come out by herself.
She has been taking care of her relatives at home today. As a mother-in-law, she does not go out for funerals. Therefore, I only heard that something happened during the funeral, but I didn't know that the child in front of him was the one who forced his son to kneel and kowtow to apologize.
Xiao Nuonuo hid behind Lu Ziqian, hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and walked out slowly.
Lu Ziqian stretched out her hand to hold her, raised her head, and stared at Li Lanzhen fearlessly: "She is so young, why did you let her be in the room by herself? Did you know that she just ran to the bank of the Baishui River by herself?"
"Look, her face and forehead are hurt."
Li Lanzhen was accused by a child face to face, and her face couldn't hold back: "Who are you? This is our family affair, and it's not your turn to be a little kid to point fingers."
Lu Ziqian wanted to say something, but was held back by Mo Xiaodie.
Mo Xiaodie smiled and looked at Li Lanzhen: "If it weren't for my son, your granddaughter might have fallen into the Baishui River now. We also saw that she was injured and wanted to take her to get some medicine. You are also a lot of age. How can I not tell right from wrong!"
Li Lanzhen glanced at Mo Xiaodie and the three outstanding men behind her.
These people's clothes are not from Luozhaigou, but from the big city.
She heard the funeral teller, saying that it was the child who forced her son to kneel. His father was the president of the group and planned to invest in Luozhaigou.
Could it be that these people in front of me are the child and his parents?
Li Lanzhen is in her fifties. Although she has never read or traveled far, she has seen many things in Luozhaigou.
Seeing Mo Xiaodie's extraordinary bearing, they immediately changed their tone.
"I'm sorry, our family is doing business today. My daughter-in-law died of cancer when she was less than 30 years old. It was really too busy today, so I left Ju Nuo in the room alone. But who knows the blink of an eye, This child is gone. I am also anxious. Her mother left this child and I only have her granddaughter. I was really anxious just now."
"I'm sorry, you don't want to be familiar with my old rural lady."
As she said, the look in Xiao Nuo Nuo's eyes turned lovingly: "Come on, Ju Nuo, grandma will take you home to get the medicine."
Xiao Nuonuo turned to look at Lu Ziqian: "Goodbye, brother!"
Then he reluctantly walked to Li Lanzhen.
The other party is Xiao Nuonuo's grandmother, even if Lu Ziqian feels a little reluctant to bear this cute little sister, but he knows that he has no position to say.
Therefore, he can only tell her: "Xiao Nuo Nuo, listen to grandma's words, you must remember to take medicine when you go back, and don't run around alone!" JrNovels.com