Reborn 1980 Koi Cute Wife

Chapter 155
"Hao Ting, let's go!"

Grandpa Lu couldn't stand it anymore. He was still very conservative, and felt that his grandson's behavior was a bit frivolous. Although he was still young in the first day of junior high school, men and women were different, so he frowned and called grandson.

"Have you had enough?"

Lu Haoting didn't raise his head, watched the last sip of water on the first day of the new year, and asked her in a low voice.

"Ah."

Nodding at the beginning of the year, I was really reluctant to leave his embrace, it was so warm, and I turned around and smiled sweetly at him, as if I was acting like a baby to him.

"Hao Ting."

Mr. Lu coughed and called out to his grandson in a raised voice, his expression turned a little pale.

Zhu Zhihao laughed while watching, Haozi also has a gentle side, open your eyes~
"I'll help you ask for leave tomorrow."

Lu Haoting carefully put the first day of the new year back on the bed, he was a bit reluctant to let go, he frowned his thick eyebrows, he didn't like the feeling of being out of control, he said in a rough voice, and returned to his previous arrogance .

Wu Qiujuan glared at Nian Wenxue angrily, outsiders are better than her own father, aren't you ashamed?
Looking at the first day of junior high school with distress, he said softly to her:
"On the first day of junior high school, Aunt Wu will bring you porridge at night."

"Thank you, Aunt Wu."

On the first day of the new year, he looked at her gratefully. Fortunately, Aunt Wu came, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. I have a koi to save my life, but my mother does not.

"You are welcome, poor child."

Wu Qiujuan touched the little face on the first day of the new year, such a well-behaved child, how did Nian Wenxue do it?

"Don't play the first grade again."

When Lu Haoting was about to leave, he threatened and warned Nian Wenxue, and stared at Nian Wenxue with hostile eyes.

Nian Wenxue looked embarrassed, and his heart was full of anger. How dare a little boy teach him a lesson?

But he didn't dare to answer half a sentence.

What he was afraid of was not this kid, but the father and grandpa behind him.

After the person left, the ward became silent, only the sound of Jiang Xiuru's low sobbing was heard, she looked at her daughter, tears flooded like the Yellow River.

"Mom, it's okay, don't cry."

On the first day of the new year, I weakly raised my hand to wipe my mother's tears. This poor cowardly woman, in order to protect herself, died. Mother's love is as big as the sky, and she will use the rest of her life to protect her and prevent her from being hurt any more.

"On the first day of junior high school, Dad made a mistake, and I will never hit you again."

Nian Wenxue felt relieved after Mr. Lu left, and came over to act as a repentant father, apologizing to the first day of the new year.

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Looking at him coldly on the first day of the new year, I have already seen clearly the hypocrisy of this man, but my mother is obsessed with it and still believes him.

"You go, don't even think about hurting Chuyi again."

Jiang Xiuru stood in front of her daughter like an old hen, and drove her husband away hoarsely.

"Xiuru, I was wrong. Give me a chance. Something went wrong in the factory, and I couldn't control my temper when I came back. I promise you that I will never do anything again, and I will treat you well in the future."

Nian Wenxue began to use his skills of coaxing people again, and it was nothing to be humble for a while, as long as he got over the current difficulty.

"You go first!"

Jiang Xiuru was dizzy from crying, she couldn't listen to what her husband said, especially when she saw the swollen scars on her daughter's face, the resentment in her heart was soaring, how could she do anything to her own daughter?

"I can't go. I have to go through the hospitalization procedures. On the first day of junior high school, tell Dad what you want to eat, and I'll buy it for you."

He performed very well in literature in [-]. No matter how cold his wife and daughter gave him, he didn't lose his temper. He coaxed him softly, as if talking to a disobedient child.

On the first day of the new year, the dark eyes looked at him coldly, those gazes were colder than ice and snow, full of sarcasm, the literature of the year almost broke out again, looking at the daughter angrily, what on earth is she trying to do?
(End of this chapter)