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Jiang man looks at his son's smiling face. He feels silly, but his heart is torn.

This time, it not only scared her, but also scared the little guy. I'm afraid it also left a shadow on his little heart.

For a while, she was not sure whether it was right or wrong for her son to participate in the event.

"Silly son, human body temperature is certainly hot."

Lu Yao grabs Lu Ming's hand again and gently breaks his long fingers to play, "Dad, you should wake up early, and my mother and I will always be with you. Don't let us down, or your score in Yao Yao's heart will drop again."

"Secretly tell you that you have 98 points in Yao Yao's heart. If you can wake up earlier, Yao Yao will give you 100 points. It's not easy that Yao Yao is always strict."

I don't know if I heard the childish and stubborn voice of my son. Lu Ming's lips were barely visible. It was not obvious, but he was smiling.

Jiang man knows this very well. This man is used to being low-key. Even his smile is reserved.

Also, although he fell into a coma, he could certainly hear them talking, otherwise he would not bite his teeth and say to her that he would not allow her to die.

This man, in fact, is also domineering, just not publicity.

Not only Jiang man saw it, but also Lu Yao saw it. The little guy couldn't help shouting, "Mom, I'm not dazzled. Dad is laughing. He heard us talking."

"Yes, your father smiled. He could hear us."

Jiang man also joined Lu Yao's ranks. He took another hand of Lu Ming and talked about it.

"Lu Ming, how about I design a red dress for you? It's almost the Spring Festival. If you want to wear something festive, you can also take away the bad luck. I think you are very unlucky this year. Yes, that's the decision. " Jiang man's way. Lu Yao had a little imagination of his father's red clothes, which were just too bad for his eyes. "Mom, what red clothes do men wear? A good mother will be laughed at. Besides, father's skin color is not suitable for wearing red clothes. I'll bet that Dad will not wear them. Dad is used to wearing military uniforms, even the casual clothes are beige Khaki, the winter coat is mainly black. "

"Your father will wear it if I let him wear it."

Lu Yao raised a finger and gently waved it. "No, absolutely not. How about we make a bet?"

"If you don't learn well at a young age and learn how to gamble, do you want to fight?" Jiang man threatened.

"Mom, don't you really gamble with me? Interesting, isn't it? " The little guy's eyes are half narrowed. He looks like a fox.

"What do you want to bet on?"

"Bet on a hot stick."

Jiang man smirked, leaned over his body and hit Lu Yao on his shoulder. "Are you kidding me, son?" Now these children are only a few years old, they are full of Internet language, and do not know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. "Mom, in fact, you can design red underpants for Dad. In this way, dad will promise you under your hard and soft conditions. Anyway, people can't see them. They are much better than your red clothes. Yes, three red underpants for Dad. It will definitely help the disaster Lu Yao looks up at a harmless little face and devises strategies.

Jiang man couldn't help laughing. She just thought that the child had been leaning towards Lu Ming. She didn't expect that he would become a master of Keng DA in the next second. "You Keng your father like this, be careful that your father wakes up and picks you up."

Lu Yao curled his mouth. "Mom, where am I? You design red clothes for Dad. I think my suggestion is quite good. You can think about it."

"Well, let's have one for three of us. We can share weal and woe together."

Smell words, the little guy immediately hang down his head, "Mom, you don't say anything when I am."

"Mom has heard that none of the three members of our family can run away. It's such a happy decision. I'll turn around and make a design draft. What kind of design do you want?"

There's nothing else about that.

"Mom, can't you just leave us alone?" The little guy frowned and felt like he was digging a hole and jumping down.

The mother and the son chatted one by one, and the time was not so hard. At noon, Lu Nantian had a meal delivered by someone, and the mother and the son had a happy meal.

That's how people are. Only through worse things can they know how to be satisfied.

A few days ago, Lu Ming fainted every other day. Her heart was restless and her face was even more gloomy.

Now, Lu Ming is also unconscious, but her heart is calm. Not only that, but also thanks God very much.

This time, that time.

In the afternoon, Lu Yao was reluctant to leave Lu Ming. He was also a stubborn master. He fell asleep beside Lu Ming's bed. As soon as Jiang man moved him, his small body would twist. He was always reluctant to leave, and Jiang man would go to toss him and follow him.

She drew the design draft at the same time, and then looked up at her husband and son. The draft was just like Lu Yao's red underwear.

If the little guy saw it, he would be "furious" on the spot and sigh that ginger is still hot.

That's how the day went.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Zhang asked someone to check Lu Ming's body, without any rejection. With the help of Zhang Xiao, the family of three returned home.

Looking at Lu Ming's quiet sleeping face, Jiang man gently stroked his face and said: "Lu Ming, if you are tired, you can have a good sleep. Don't think about anything. If you have a good health, it will be the biggest compensation for us."

Cover the quilt for him. Jiang man goes to the kitchen to cook. Lu Yao sleeps in the afternoon. At this time, he is in a better spirit. Go to the kitchen to help Jiang man.

"Yao Yao, go out. It's cold." Jiang man can't bear Lu Yao's help.

"Mom, dad is ill. Yao Yao will be Mom's little helper. If you need anything, just tell me." Lu Yao is very serious.

"OK, then you go and pick the beans. They are very tender. I'll cook them for you later."

Lu Yao took a small stool and sat at the kitchen door, picking vegetables and chatting with Jiang man. He was small but sharp.

"Mom, can dad wake up for dinner? He hasn't eaten in a day. He will be hungry. " Lu Yao's eyes were full of heartache.

"I don't know, but he smiled at noon. I think he's recovered and should wake up." River man appeases way.

"Then you fry a plate of shredded pork with green shoots for Dad. He likes it." "OK, no problem. It's a piece of cake. How can a mother delay her son's filial piety? " Jiang man is ready to answer.