Chapter: 2089
Lu Shuo knew all this.
It was precisely because of the age of his father, Lu Qian, that he wanted Baofeng to grow up. He was the eldest son of the Lu family, and until he became an adult, the burden of the entire Lu family rested on his father.
He wanted to take it over early.
But for a 16-year-old boy, these are too embarrassing to talk about.
The atmosphere was a bit tense, something I had never experienced before.
Little Lu You tugged on her brother's sleeves, and Lu Shuo touched her little head: "Be good!"
He and Mingzhu always had a good relationship, and he couldn't bear to make her sad and disappointed, so he took a tissue and wiped her tears. Mingzhu refused to take it, so Lu Shuo paused and said, "Shall I ask dad to comfort you?"
Mingzhu was ashamed and angry.
Lu Shuo patted his sister and said, "Go and call dad. Just say mom is crying."
Xiao Luyou curled up her little mouth: "Then what should I say? I said it was my brother who made my mother cry?"
Lu Shuo bent down: "You can say whatever you want!"
Xiao Luyou kissed his mother and ran out.
After a while, the little flower skirt flew into the study.
She paused as soon as she entered the door. Her father seemed to be wiping tears quietly. Xiao Lu You had always been carefree, but now for the first time, she felt... separation in her heart.
She didn't dare to go in, so she stood at the door of the study.
When Lu Qian saw her, he calmed down and called her over.
Xiao Lu You's soft little body leaned against him, and she wiped him with her little hands, murmuring: "Mom cried too! She couldn't let go of her brother, dad... are you also reluctant to let go of your brother?"
Lu Qian laughed.
He picked up his little daughter and didn't know how to explain it to her.
He hopes that Xiao Luyou will be worry-free every year.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Luyou hugged him softly.
"The baby can't bear to leave his brother."
Lu Qian sighed��
yes! Reluctant to part with it!
Once Lu Shuo left for sixty-seven years, how many more sixty-seven years would there be in his life? How many more sixty-seven years would he and the old lady have? JrNovels.com
It was precisely because of the age of his father, Lu Qian, that he wanted Baofeng to grow up. He was the eldest son of the Lu family, and until he became an adult, the burden of the entire Lu family rested on his father.
He wanted to take it over early.
But for a 16-year-old boy, these are too embarrassing to talk about.
The atmosphere was a bit tense, something I had never experienced before.
Little Lu You tugged on her brother's sleeves, and Lu Shuo touched her little head: "Be good!"
He and Mingzhu always had a good relationship, and he couldn't bear to make her sad and disappointed, so he took a tissue and wiped her tears. Mingzhu refused to take it, so Lu Shuo paused and said, "Shall I ask dad to comfort you?"
Mingzhu was ashamed and angry.
Lu Shuo patted his sister and said, "Go and call dad. Just say mom is crying."
Xiao Luyou curled up her little mouth: "Then what should I say? I said it was my brother who made my mother cry?"
Lu Shuo bent down: "You can say whatever you want!"
Xiao Luyou kissed his mother and ran out.
After a while, the little flower skirt flew into the study.
She paused as soon as she entered the door. Her father seemed to be wiping tears quietly. Xiao Lu You had always been carefree, but now for the first time, she felt... separation in her heart.
She didn't dare to go in, so she stood at the door of the study.
When Lu Qian saw her, he calmed down and called her over.
Xiao Lu You's soft little body leaned against him, and she wiped him with her little hands, murmuring: "Mom cried too! She couldn't let go of her brother, dad... are you also reluctant to let go of your brother?"
Lu Qian laughed.
He picked up his little daughter and didn't know how to explain it to her.
He hopes that Xiao Luyou will be worry-free every year.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Luyou hugged him softly.
"The baby can't bear to leave his brother."
Lu Qian sighed��
yes! Reluctant to part with it!
Once Lu Shuo left for sixty-seven years, how many more sixty-seven years would there be in his life? How many more sixty-seven years would he and the old lady have? JrNovels.com
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