"grandfather… "
Hearing his voice, the little girl raised her big black eyes that were misty with tears, pointed her white and tender little finger at the father with a cold face beside her, and complained in a choked voice:
"The pig is gone! Dad... Dad ate it, he ate it... he ate his ass, he even threw away his head..."
The "renjia" in the little girl's mouth obviously refers to pig buns.
But to the uninformed Lu Qidong, it was not like that.
After listening, he was silent for a second, then turned around, and picked up the phone:
"Hey, is the police station? There's someone molesting a child here. Yes, yes, my own daughter. The little girl is very, very cute. She's only three years old. That's right, that's right. She's really insane. I'm not as good as a beast. Me? Hey, I He's just a passer-by who sees a rough road, and has nothing to do with that beastly little bastard! Hmm, the little girl is crying badly now, when do you think you can come?"
Lu Junhan: "..."
Lu Anran: "..."
…
In the end, it was Lu Anran who hurriedly came forward and explained, thus avoiding his brother's imprisonment.
And the little girl was too frightened to cry when she heard her grandfather say the word "policeman".
I was afraid that if I continued crying, I would be arrested by the police uncle.
After she finished crying, she still didn't forget to protect her last remaining little pig, for fear that this little pig would also be murdered by her father.
After listening to Lu Anran's explanation, Lu Qidong coughed lightly with embarrassment, looked at Lu Junhan with an indifferent face, and hesitated to speak.
After a while, Lu Qidong said tactfully:
In fact, he still believes in his character. After all, he is his own son, so naturally he is not a beast who would bite his daughter's ass.
The phone call just now was actually a test.
And said, I just want to see, Xiao Hanhan, do you have the courage to resist your father? Now it seems that you are still very filial, and you did not interrupt your father. This filial piety, my father will always remember, with you so A son is really a blessing to my father.
There was no expression on Lu Junhan's indifferent and cold face.
But he can almost conclude that, except for him and Lu Anran, everyone in their big family is mentally ill.
After a while, a group of people entered Song Qingwan's ward, including the little girl who had been hiding Song Qingwan's condition from yesterday.
Originally, Lu Anran and Lu Qidong didn't want the little girl to know that her aunt was dying.
But now that Song Qingwan wanted to die, there was nothing they could do.
It doesn't matter if they are selfish or selfish, but they just don't want to give up so easily.
Now that medicine is so advanced, there will always be a way. If you don’t try, how will you know.
The biggest problem right now is that Song Qingwan doesn't cooperate with the treatment at all.
If there is no treatment and the disease is allowed to worsen, he can only live for a month at most.
But one month is not enough.
Song Qingwan had talked a lot with Lu Qidong just now, and her mood was a little sentimental, so she was inevitably a little tired, so she took a nap.
Unexpectedly, when I woke up, I saw the cute little girl lying on the side of the hospital bed, looking at her with her head tilted.
Song Qingwan instantly knew that it was Lu Qidong's handwriting, and turned her head to give him a hard look.
OK!
I felt guilty and didn't dare to persuade her, but instead brought this little guy in.
Lu Qidong pretended not to see it, and looked up innocently at the ceiling.
"Auntie, are you sick?"
The little girl opened her big black eyes with a worried look on her face.
She looked at Song Qingwan who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale and weak expression, and then thought of Lu Qidong who was also lying on the hospital bed before. She thought about it, frowned, and said solemnly and affirmatively,
"Auntie, you must be sick!"
"Yes, Auntie is sick," Song Qingwan saw that she couldn't hide it, so she simply didn't hide it. Before Lu Qidong could speak, she hurriedly said:
"But don't be afraid, Auntie has a minor illness, and she will be fine after lying on the bed for a while!"
"Really?"
The little girl just looked at her with dark and clear eyes, and said in a low voice, "Auntie, don't lie to others. If you lie to others, they will be very sad."
The little girl doesn't really know anything.
Seeing her aunt like this, she vaguely guessed that yesterday and today, her father, grandpa and aunt must all be busy with her aunt's illness.
I heard that human life is very fragile, and sometimes you will die if you get sick!
Anyway, super scary.
"I… "
Song Qingwan wanted to say, of course, what did Auntie lie to you for, but when she saw the little girl's big, clear and worried eyes, she couldn't say anything.
She sighed helplessly, and rubbed the little girl's head. She didn't want to lie to Lili, and she didn't want to make Lili sad, so she didn't say anything in the end.
Song Qingwan has taken life and death very lightly. She knew that she would die two years ago, and she was unwilling at first, but later, she was able to accept death calmly.
When she didn't know what to say, her gaze inadvertently swept to Lu Anran next to the little girl.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, Song Qingwan's face darkened.
Just about to speak out coldly, but still managed to suppress her fiery temper, she calmly said to Lu Anran:
"Lu Anran, come here, I have something to ask you!"
Seeing Song Qingwan's gloomy face, Lu Anran thought she had done something wrong and made her aunt angry.
She came over, her hands and feet were a little uneasy.
She looked at her, her voice trembling slightly: "Auntie..."
Song Qingwan didn't play sloppy with her, pursed her lips, and asked directly,
"What's the matter with your genetic defect? Why don't you and your brother know anything about it?"
Lu Anran was stunned suddenly.
She looked up at Song Qingwan in a daze, as if she didn't expect that they would know about it.
After a while, she moved her lips slightly, and just about to speak, Song Qingwan interrupted her:
"Tell the truth! I don't want to hear lies. Your father has already told us most of the things, but I want to hear you! You don't want me to go down with regrets, do you?"
Lu Anran paused: "Auntie, I..."
Before she could finish speaking, Song Qingwan laughed at herself as she spoke, and she burst into tears:
"I thought... my aunt was bad enough, but I didn't expect it to be even worse! Heh, it's been more than ten years, and I don't even know about your illness..."
"No, Auntie!"
Seeing this, Lu Anran became anxious immediately, her pale face turned red with urgency, "It's not your problem! It's me, it's me..."
"Then tell us the whole story, why the Yu family treated you, and why did you hide it from us!"