Chapter: 681

Lu Chenxu glared at his younger brother: "What nonsense, what are their children's generations? Zi Zhong and Zi Xun are called younger brothers, and the rest are called his older brothers."

Hearing what he said, Long Qian couldn't help taking a deep look at him. Several of them were nine twins. Why was his father so sure that Zizhong and Zixun called the boy's younger brother, and they wanted to be called the older brother?

Could it be that the child named Muta is their fourth brother?

But this is only his speculation, and it needs further confirmation.

At this moment, Mo Xiaodie in the ward heard the voice outside and yelled softly: "Husband, are the children outside?"

The little guys rushed into the ward without waiting for Lu Chenxu's answer.

"Mommy mommy"

"Mommy, Mommy"

After rushing in, the three little girls rushed directly onto the bed.

The elder brothers standing behind them, with quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed one by one.

"Be careful, mom is hurt, don't let mom get hurt again" Zi Xun reminded his sisters carefully.

The few little girls stopped and stood obediently in front of Mo Xiaodie.

"Mummy, do you hurt? Where is the injury, Ranran will help you!" Ranran looked at her haggard mother who was lying on the hospital bed, tears streaming out.

Momo also started crying. She held Mo Xiaodie's hand: "Mommy, you must get better soon. We will be obedient and never annoy you again."

Dudu directly cried with a "wow": "Mom, mom."

Seeing the daughters crying, Mo Xiaodie wanted to get up to comfort them, but was held down by Lu Chenxu and his sons.

"My wife, don't move, watch your wounds. Have you forgotten the doctor's instructions?"

Mo Zizhong looked at his sisters and persuaded softly: "Don't cry, mother will be sad. Only when you are in a good mood will your mother get better soon and go home early."

The three little girls listened to their brother and tried to stop crying.

"Okay, let's stop crying. Mom gets better sooner and goes home early." Ran Ran sniffed hard.

Momo wiped her tears and stretched out her hand to hold the degree: "Sister, stop crying, or mother will cry too."

However, Dudu was frightened at school today. At this time, seeing her mother lying on the bed with a haggard face, she couldn't help it at all.

Lu Chenxu hugged Dudu distressedly, and kissed his daughter on the cheek: "Alright, Dudu, stop crying, you think mom will cry too."

Dudu glanced at Mo Xiaodie, and stretched out his hand to her eagerly: "Mom hug!"

Lu Chenxu persuaded her: "Baby, mom is injured, so I can't hold you."

Following his voice, Liu Zixia walked in carrying a lunch box.

"Come on, Dudu, how about your second aunt hug you?" She put down the lunch box and stretched out her hand at Dudu.

Dudu glanced at her and hugged Lu Chenxu's neck with some resistance: "No, I want my mother to hold him."

Liu Zixia was angry, but she took out a watercolor pen and drawing book from her bag like a juggler, and shook it in front of Dudu: "Dudu, look at what this is. My second aunt heard that you paint well. , Can you teach me how to draw?"

Dudu's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his head to look at the brand-new paintbrush and drawing book in her hand, nodded, and broke free from Lu Chenxu's arms.

Liu Zixia took the opportunity to hold her hand, and the two walked to the table under the window.

Dudu began to teach her how to draw. JrNovels.com