"Daughter in law, why are you crying again?" she burst into tears on the balcony just now. He was in a hurry and didn't know what to do.

Now he suddenly burst into tears. Lu Tianyu's head was as big as a fight.

He reached into the drawing paper on the bedside table and drew several pieces of paper. While wiping her tears, he said anxiously, "Bingbing, don't cry. Do I say wrong words and do wrong things? Tell me and I'll correct it in the future."

Leng Bingzhen sucked her nose, stretched out her hands to hold his waist, buried her face in his chest, and said hoarsely, "you didn't do anything wrong,

Lu Tianyu said inexplicably, "I didn't do anything wrong. Why are you crying?"

"I just miss my father."

Lu Tianyu remembered that when she came to school on the first day, Liang Ran Ran Ran to her and said that her father died in her fourth grade.

He patted her on the back and comforted, "daughter-in-law, don't cry, or I'll go with you to worship your father tomorrow."

Leng Bingling casually wiped the tears on Lu Tianyu's pajamas, looked up at Lu Tianyu, smiled bitterly on her lips and said hoarsely: "Before the fourth grade, I always had long hair. At that time, my father was at home. Every morning, he would go to the room to help me prepare a toothbrush and towel before he told me to get up. After I brushed my teeth, he would prepare clothes for me to change. Then he helped me comb my hair. He learned to braid seven kinds of braids. He helped me braid different braids from Monday to Sunday. He said I was his little princess and wanted me to live as a princess At that time, my classmates watched me go to school with different braids every day and didn't know how much they envied me. "Here, she stopped, and her tears couldn't help flowing down.

Lu Tianyu didn't speak. He took a paper towel to wipe her tears.

Leng Bingling pushed away his hand and wiped the tearful little face from his chest.

Lu Tianyu: "

I can only sigh. As long as the little girl doesn't cry, she can do whatever she likes.

Leng Bingling sucked her nose, tried to stop her tears, and then slowly opened her mouth and said: "From kindergarten to the fourth grade of primary school, I lived like a princess. Even if my mother left my father in the second grade, my father never complained. He often taught me not to hate my mother. They were unhappy together and forced to be together more painful. He didn't give me the cold shoulder because his mother left. He loved me more and loved me more than before. He said his mother wasn't there , he will give me his mother's love and father's love together. "

Leng Bingling has already sobbed when she said this.

Lu Tianyu looked at the little girl who kept swallowing. His heart twitched and patted her on the back. "Daughter-in-law, don't cry. We won't mention the past."

Maybe it's because no one has really cared about her except her grandmother in the nine years from the fourth grade to now. Now Lu Tianyu suddenly asked. She had said half and told her to stop. She couldn't stop with Ben.

She raised her head and said stubbornly, "I want to say."

Lu Tianyu patted her on the back, "OK, you say, I listen carefully, can I not cry?"

"I can't control it."

Lu Tianyu looked at the clothes on his chest. A large area was wet. "Daughter-in-law, will you use a towel for tears? Clothes don't work anymore."

Leng Bingling smiled at her wet clothes.

"I want clothes."

Lu Tianyu looked at the smiling little girl, "OK, clothes don't work, just use a quilt."