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Chapter 171 Disdain and Courage

"When did you know her name?" Lu Zhenzhong asked with interest.

Lu Zhenzhong's psychological pressure has been greatly reduced since he discovered that his mother, who was hovering on the edge of Yazhi, had become increasingly normal and even capable because of her two children.Coupled with the fact that Sang Baiyue is recovering from the pain of losing her father, Lu Zhenzhong's life shrouded in dark clouds feels like the clouds are clearing away.

"During the Spring Festival holiday that just passed."

"Didn't you say you haven't spoken for seven days?"

Chen Simai weakly shook the phone in his hand.Lu Zhenzhong understood that just because he didn't speak, didn't mean there was no communication.

"Miss Lu is single, right?"

Chen Simai nodded painfully.

"Women chasing men?"

Look at Chen Simai's discomfort, it's like a struggle full of pain in his heart.Between the old wife and the new love, between morality and selfish desires, between restraint and indulgence, the more educated a person like Chen Simai, the more difficult it is to choose.

Lu Zhenzhong felt quite happy as he watched from the other side.Now he would rather be plain than exciting.

Hearing Lu Zhenzhong's words, Chen Simai looked at him in surprise, and said, "What are you talking about! You've completely lost your mind."

"Oh?"

"Lu Xinran is her, the eldest daughter of the youngest son of her eldest sister's mother-in-law's second sibling."

Lu Zhenzhong couldn't figure out what to call each other in such a relationship, and he didn't understand the point.

Chen Simai continued: "During the Chinese New Year, Lu Xinran added me on WeChat, and I saw that she marked her as a colleague of the company, so I passed. After that, she sent me a photo."

Chen Simai couldn't speak anymore.

Lu Zhenzhong somewhat understood.The photo must be about "her".

"Let's go eat first." Lu Zhenzhong said.In his life experience, he has never seen someone who fell into such a tragic fate like Chen Simai, so he has no way to give advice.

Chen Simai scratched his leg a few times, then shook his head: "My leg doesn't work anymore."

Lu Zhenzhong stretched out his arm, ready to support Chen Simai.Chen Simai tried several times, but he still couldn't stand up.He covered his face with his hands, and sighed, "I deserve what I am doing now. She suffers and suffers, so why should I be rich?"

There was no way to just abandon Chen Simai in the car, so Lu Zhenzhong asked Bingbulin for leave.Lu Zhenzhong proposed to send Chen Simai to No. 600 Wanping South Road.It wasn't because his mother just came out from there years ago, but because he suspected that Chen Simai's sudden loss of walking function was probably caused by too much psychological pressure.

Chen Simai didn't panic. He rubbed his legs and laughed at himself: "This is not the first time this happened. Take it easy and you will get better."

Lu Zhenzhong strongly suggested that Chen Simai go to a tertiary hospital for a system check.Chen Simai shook his head, unwilling to let go.The indecisive look made Lu Zhenzhong angry.

Regardless of Chen Simai's objection, he drove to Ruijin Hospital.

Sure enough, without Ruijin Hospital, Chen Simai regained control of his legs.He raised his legs back and forth, showing off to Lu Zhenzhong.When Lu Zhenzhong was waiting at the traffic light, his worry for others receded, and he no longer forced Chen Simai to seek medical treatment.

Already missing the opportunity for a department dinner, Lu Zhenzhong randomly found a small restaurant and asked Chen Simai for a treat.Chen Simai couldn't wish for it, so he happily treated Lu Zhenzhong to a meal of boiled mutton.

Bingbulin didn't ask Lu Zhenzhong why he didn't attend the dinner; but from Bingbulin's sympathetic eyes looking at Chen Simai, Lu Zhenzhong always suspected that Bingbulin actually knew the bizarre story that happened to Chen Simai at the same time.

Lu Zhenzhong was very interested, and wanted to find a chance to ask Bing Bulin what he thought?
A week later, Sang Baiyue brought Mama Sang to Anting.

Lu Zhenzhong got the news in advance and told Mrs. Hua to prepare more meals.Lu's mother is immersed in the joy of raising her grandson and granddaughter, and her spirit is getting better every day.Suddenly hearing that his in-laws were coming, Mother Lu suddenly hugged Sang Ziqi who was crawling on the ground, her eyes flickered, she looked left and right, as if she was looking for a hiding place.

Lu Zhenzhong's heart tightened as he watched.

He had been so comfortable and relaxed these past few days that he had forgotten that his son was the old lady's medicine.

It seems that he has to do everything possible to keep his son, and he can't let his son be taken away by his mother-in-law.

Pick the right time and go downstairs to pick up the mother-in-law.Lu Zhenzhong was about to lift his foot to go out, when he suddenly remembered something, he turned to his mother and told her not to mention Sang's father.

"why?"

"Before the Spring Festival, he had traveled westward on a crane."

"I do not know how?"

"At that time, you were sick and hospitalized. Later, I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you would be affected."

The hostility on Mother Lu's face gradually turned into pity.

Soon, Mother Sang, who was almost skinny, and Sang Baiyue, who was thinner by a circle, arrived one after another.Mama Lu had pity in her heart and kindness in her words. She spoke kindly and eagerly to Mama Sang and Sang Baiyue—nine out of ten sentences were incomprehensible, but this did not hinder the harmony and harmony of the scene.

Lu Zhenzhong suggested that Sang Baiyue and Sang's mother should only take Xiao Zhenqi away, after all, Xiao Zhenqi is going to kindergarten; as for the little ones who don't go to school, they should stay in Anting.

"That way, Mom can relax."

Mama Sang lowered her head and pondered, feeling very half-hearted.After pondering for a moment, she raised her head to look at Mama Lu, and held Mama Lu's hand affectionately. The next second, "I have to work hard on you, sister" was about to blurt out, and Mama Lu couldn't help but express her joy in advance.

At this critical moment, the little guy, who had never had much sense of presence, suddenly called out "Dad" in a strong Yancheng dialect.

Sang Baiyue was one step ahead of her mother, and opened her mouth to reject Lu Zhenzhong's proposal.The refusal was sonorous and forceful, and there was no room for maneuver.

Mother Lu's smile froze on her face.

Mama Sang's polite words of "sister who has to work hard" were held between her lips and teeth.

Everyone looked at Sang Baiyue in surprise.

Sang Baiyue was a little impatient, so her attitude became more determined: "No! Your mother can't even speak Mandarin. Did Sang Ziqi speak a dialect since he was a child? Then my prenatal education in English and world famous music are all in vain?"

Mother Lu seemed to be shot by a sharp arrow. She staggered up and left her seat, swayed two steps in succession, swayed her body, and grabbed Lu Zhenzhong's arm out of thin air.Turning her head, the old lady plunged into her son's arms.

"Without Qiqi, how can I live." The old lady sobbed and choked, her breath was like a gossamer.

Lu Zhenzhong glared at Sang Baiyue reproachfully, supported his old lady hard, and responded to her dialect.After comforting for a while, Lu Zhenzhong helped his mother to sit on the sofa.

This time, instead of persuading his mother to bear with it and wait, he directly turned to Sang Baiyue.

"I never heard of advanced prenatal education when I was a child. Didn't I also graduate from a famous university with a master's degree? Before I was ten years old, I only heard Mandarin on news broadcasts. Now, don't you speak Mandarin that is even more standard than yours?"

Pressing Sang Baiyue with her own strengths, this has never happened before.

One is that Lu Zhenzhong disdains it, and the other is that he has no guts.

(End of this chapter)