C812

Lu Ming, "..."

Some time ago, he heard that his subordinates were talking about a network word, cancer of straight men.

At the moment, he thinks it's particularly suitable to describe the person in front of him. This is called the beginning of his daughter's calling. Jiang manke didn't say a word.

He has never met such a scoundrel with a very human mind, and he is still his elder, his wife's own father. He can't talk hard or be tough. It's just like Buddha settled in his own home, you have to be careful.

He had a bad feeling that it was a big trouble for LAN Er to stay here.

Lu Ming didn't know what to say, but said, "whatever you want." Then he went into the kitchen.

LAN Xingzhi looks at his back and is discontented. Is this boy really the youngest commander of a military region? How can I look so dull and stupid? I haven't inherited Qin Hui's intelligence at all. I have inherited it all to Lu Nantian's second Leng Zi.

He has said before that people like Lu Nantian are boring. Let Qin Hui think about it.

This is not, but also to the next generation, even the son is so wordless.

Thinking of this, LAN Xingzhi unconsciously looks at Lu Yao in front of him. The little guy's face is white and tender, and his eyes are smart. It's a smart force.

His heart is a little lower. Fortunately, the little guy is like him. Otherwise, there is another stuffy gourd in the house.

"Yao Yao, take grandpa to your room." LAN Xingzhi seems to have regarded himself as a home, not paying attention to Lu Ming's words at all.

Lu Yao looked at lanxingzhi directly and asked uncertainly, "handsome old man, do you really want to live in our house?"

"Of course, you, Grandpa, will be with you. I will stay where my daughter is. I can take care of you." LAN Xing's smile is harmless and cunning, with a happy look.

Lu Yao scratched his hair and looked at LAN Xingzhi. He was like this now. He made it clear that it was others who took care of him. It was impossible for him to take care of them.

Why does he have a kind of ominous feeling? Should he not invite him to come home as a guest? It seems that his mother is very sad, but the handsome old man is also very pitiful.

"You have a sinister smile, handsome old man."

"What do you say, son? Where am I insidious?" LAN Xing is going to catch Lu Yao.

Like a nimble monkey, Lu Yao immediately rushed to the back of Lanxing and pushed him to the guest room with a laugh.

Just arrived at the guest room, lanxingzhi immediately called the assistant.

"Xiao Cheng, you should pack my clothes and daily necessities and send them to me immediately. I have to send them before I go to bed." After leaving a word, LAN hang up.

The assistant froze for a moment, and then said in an unbelievable whisper, "that's it. Do you want to speed up?"

Lu Yao was speechless. He ran to the kitchen and said, "Dad, the handsome old man is going to live in our house. He called his assistant. He wants to move his things here. What can I do?"

Lu Mingmei's heart twisted into a small mountain peak. He didn't know what to say for a long time. He was powerless about it. He couldn't drive people out.

"For the moment, Yao Yao, go to see your mother and comfort her."

"Oh, Yao Yao will go right away."

Lu Yao ran to Jiang man's room and saw his mother lying on the bed. He immediately climbed up and wiped the corner of Jiang man's eyes with his small hand. "Mom, don't cry. Yao Yao is also very sad when you cry. It's Yao Yao who did something wrong."

Jiang man opened his puffy eyes, looked at his worried son, and reluctantly pulled out a smile. "I'm ok, Yao Yao don't worry."

"I'm sorry, mom, I shouldn't have brought the handsome old man home. I just saw him in the hospital alone. It was so pathetic," Lu Yao explained with some guilt.

"It's not Yao Yao's fault." As long as LAN Xingzhi has been in contact with Lu Yao, it will be a matter of time before she finds out her identity. She will face the truth one day, and she can't escape it at all.

This is just a child. Many of his likes are based on instinct and intuition. Maybe the blood relationship between the grandparents and grandchildren is here, so that they can see it as it is.

"Mom, don't you really blame Yao Yao?"

Jiang man shook his head, looked at his son's wrinkled face, and bowed his head and kissed her face. "No wonder, how can mom blame you?"

When Lu Yao smiled, the children's troubles came and went quickly. He said with a smile, "Mom, the handsome old man was very excited when he knew that you were her daughter. He stood up suddenly from the hospital bed, and then raised Yao Yao high above his head. I was so scared that I was thrown back to the bed just when I wanted to scream. Then I heard a big noise. I saw the handsome old man sitting on the ground with all his arms up." "Uncle Cheng, his assistant, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He had to endure so much. We were going to pull him. He didn't let him. He sat on the ground and laughed for a long time, like a madman, and finally pulled his leg again." Lu Yao wanted to tease Jiang man, so he told Jiang man in detail what happened in the hospital today.

Jiang man's nose is sour again. He can't imagine the same person she saw just now.

Just now, the person she met was cool and clear. Even when she said the painful past, he was still in the perfect state. Like a proud king, he could overlook the whole world with a pair of cold eyes. Everything around him could not enter his eyes.

Jiang man thought it must be very funny, with a smile on his face. "Really?"

Lu Yao nodded heavily. "Of course, it's true. It's fun."

After a few seconds, Lu Yao asked again, "does the mother know when he was hurt?"

Jiang man shook his head. At that time, lanxingzhi was just a person who was irrelevant to her. She didn't care about his affairs at all, and even hated him. She always turned away her son and instilled some confused ideas into Lu Yao. "That's the day he answered my phone. You were angry. I called him in the evening. He was pulling grass on the grave. He said that the grass had grown very deep since he didn't come back for several years. He pulled it from the afternoon to the evening. Yao Yao felt his voice was rusty. It was like crying. When he went down the mountain, it was

because of the traffic accident that the road was not easy to get out of. The handsome old man had a good face. Yao Yaodu He's not exposed. "

Listen to Lu Yao's words, Jiang man can't help sighing. In the evening, he is still pulling grass on the grave. I'm afraid that only he can do such a thing.

Here, LAN Xingzhi sits in a wheelchair and looks at the scenery in the distance, with a gorgeous arc at the corner of his mouth. What he didn't know was that the image he was struggling to maintain in front of his daughter had been punctured by his little grandson.