Lu Xiangdong gnashes his teeth, but he is in a panic. The old man has left. What should he do in the future?

He saw the maid standing at the door and didn't go into the room. He said angrily, "what are you doing in a daze? Come and give me medicine."

The maid came in quickly, dragged Lu Xiangdong to the bed again, and then began to disinfect and medicate his wound. The whole process of Lu Xiangdong's scream didn't stop, and almost said that the roof had been removed.

Lu xiuche blocked Erdu: "Dad, take good care of your injury, and strive for the next time you are beaten, your injury is good, I'll go out first."

Lu Xiangdong almost vomited blood when he was angry. Lu xiuche, a smelly boy, stayed in Xia's house for a few days and became worse. He spoke more and more like Yue Tingfeng.

"You all give me light Do you want to kill me? "

"Sir, we are very light. You have too many injuries. Please bear with me."

When Lu xiuche walked out of the room facing east, he could still hear his scream. He was in a good mood, with a smile on his lips.

Although he doesn't like to stay here, but He prefers to see his father being controlled by others and not dare to fart.

With an old man sitting here, at least there won't be so many dirty troubles for me.

When I went downstairs, I saw the old man on the phone. It seemed that he was saying that he would not go back. I asked someone to transport some of his things.

Old Lu waved to let Lu xiuche come forward: "your grandmother cares about you, have a word with her."

Lu xiuche nodded and said, "grandma, I'm Xiaoche..."

On the phone, grandma Lu hissed for a while, and Lu xiuche answered politely one by one.

"Grandma, don't worry, I'm fine. I've been living in my friend's house these days. Well, my grandfather will live here in the future. Please come here in a few days."

After that, Lu xiuche hung up.

"How's your father?" he asked

Lu xiuche said four words to him: "lively."

Lu Lao's serious and old-fashioned face showed a little smile: "that boy has been pretending since he was a child. Every time he pretends to be seriously injured and dying."

Lu xiuche lowered his head, so ah, when the old man hit people just now, he was merciful. He knew that his son was pretending, but he let him go.

"Grandfather, I'll go back to my room first. You can call me if you have something to do."

Lu Lao stopped him: "wait a minute, when you were at Xia's home, did you get along with Xia Anlan more?"

"Not bad."

"What kind of person do you think he is?"

Lu xiuche laughed: "grandfather, I'm still a child. When you ask me these questions, how can I answer them? I can only say that uncle Xia is a very good person."

Old Lu watched Lu xiuche for a while. When he was talking to his grandson, he unexpectedly He was not treated as a child.

He waved his hand, "forget it, you go up and have a rest first. Later, don't worry about your father. With me, he dare not do anything to you. As for that woman..."

The old man didn't say that, but Lu xiuche knew that the woman couldn't lift the storm.

He went upstairs and heard the scream of Lu Xiangdong. Lu xiuche sneered sarcastically and pushed open his bedroom door.

His bedroom was cleaned every day by a maid, and everything in the room looked the same as when he left.

Everything here seems familiar, but Lu xiuche knew that this was the most strange place for him.

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