On Monday, the school began. Lu xiuche got up early and ran for an hour. When he came back, he saw Lu Lao playing Tai Chi in the yard.

He took the towel from the maid and wiped the sweat on his head: "good morning, grandfather."

Looking at Lu xiuche, the sweat on his forehead was crystal clear, and his face was still flushed with health after exercise. He nodded with satisfaction.

On such a cold day, there are not many people who can get up so early every morning and keep running, let alone a child.

With this insistence, Lu xiuche is not as good as ordinary people. Now Lu appreciates his grandson more and more.

"He said:" finished running, first to change clothes

Lu xiuche nodded and turned to go in.

Lu turned around and looked at Lu xiuche's back, with a smile on his face. The child was better than when he was young, and better than many of his peers. In him, we can see the hope of the future of the Lu family.

He can't count on that stupid son. His whole life, probably, can only be so muddled in the past.

Fortunately, his only contribution was to give birth to an excellent grandson to the Lu family.

Lu xiuche took a shower, put on his school uniform, put on his schoolbag and went downstairs to eat.

The maid had been waiting for a long time. As soon as she saw him coming down, she went to set breakfast.

After morning exercise, Lu Lao wiped his hands with a towel and said to the maid, "go and call Lu Xiangdong."

The maid quickly went upstairs to call someone. After knocking on the door for a long time, someone inside answered, "Sir, I've asked you to have breakfast."

"What's the name? No more..." Lu Xiangdong is very angry. His injury is not good. He is in pain all the time when he is sober. He fell asleep only in the middle of the night last night. This morning, he was awakened again. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt the pain. The pain in his heart made him restless to death.

"But the old man said I want you to go downstairs and have dinner... "

Lu Xiangdong bites his teeth and scolds in a low voice. Go to your mother's dinner. Don't I want to eat?

The reality is, of course - no!

That's what he's most afraid of. I told him to go downstairs for dinner. Of course, he would go down, otherwise he would have no good fruit to eat.

It's two days since Lu Xiangdong was beaten. He and Lu are living under the same roof these two days. Every day when the old man eats, he has to be at the dinner table. He can't eat.

what Lu Xiangdong ate these meals was tasteless and tasteless. The key point was that he had a son, who kept stabbing at the side.

I can't eat well, I can't sleep well, I have injuries on my body, I'm irritable, I'm on fire on the way East, there's a circle of bubbles in the corner of my mouth, when I open my mouth to speak, I'll pull the bubbles, it's painful.

Lu Xiangdong felt sorry for himself for a few minutes, but he had to get up. The old man was waiting for him to eat. If he didn't go, the old man would come up with a stick and take him down.

He limped downstairs and saw Lu xiuche and Lu Lao who were already sitting at the dinner table. He walked over and said with a smile, "good morning, Dad Good morning... "

Lu Lao glanced at him and knew that he was hurt, so he didn't say anything too bad.

"I think you are hurt. I won't tell you that you are ugly, but when you get better, if you still let me be a father waiting for you to have breakfast, then Don't blame me for being a father. I'll teach you how to be a son. "

Road East swallow throat, leg stomach a little shiver.

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