Lu Qidong also knew that Lu Anran couldn't do this.
Seeing her say this, she didn't want to say any more.
Lu Qidong had no choice but to give up.
Just tell her that if there is anything that can't be solved, come to him.
Lu Anran nodded, and said in a low voice: "...Thank you, Dad."
"Stupid child," Lu Qidong looked at her, rubbed her head with his hands, and said gently, "Thank you, Dad."
Then, Lu Qidong looked at Lu Anran, paused, and said:
"Little Anran, tell Dad, do you like Yu Zheng very much?"
Lu Anran froze suddenly, curled up her fingers, pursed her lips and said nothing.
Lu Qidong didn't need her answer, he sighed:
"Actually, Dad knows you best. You look weak on the outside, but you are actually more stubborn than anyone else. You are not someone who would make fun of marriage. Since you are willing to marry Yu Zheng, you must more or less like him."
Lu Anran was silent for a long time, and only said, "Father, he is very good to me. For the past fifteen years, he has been by my side during my treatment."
How could you not like it.
At that time, when Lu Anran's parents passed away, she was most afraid of being alone, pain, and medical treatment. With someone by her side, she would never be too lonely.
Lu Anran's temper is doomed not to fall in love at first sight.
In the past fifteen years, Yu Zheng has undoubtedly replaced Lu Qidong's position and has become an indispensable existence in her life.
It's normal for her to like him.
Lu Anran seemed to see what Lu Qidong wanted to say, hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice:
"Dad, don't worry, Yu Zheng...he is really good to me."
In this regard, Lu Qidong just sighed lightly.
With Lu Anran's limp temperament, he doesn't worry about who she marries.
What's more, Yu Zheng had so many gossips before.
It seems that we have to find a time to meet Yu Zheng.
only-
Should I send Xiaohanhan or Xiaolili
…
Song Qingwan woke up again, but was woken up by the little girl crying alive!
In the huge ward, it was empty and cold, and there were only her and the little girl.
But the crying sound was earth-shattering, lingering in her ears, and she couldn't get rid of it, and there was a posture of crying more and more miserable, as if she was dead.
Don't mention how heartbreaking it is to cry.
Song Qingwan suddenly had a bad premonition, and instantly woke up from her sleep!
Sure enough, as soon as she turned her head, she saw a little girl with two jet-black ponytails lying on her bedside. Her fair and fat face was full of tears, and her big black round eyes were still misty. The nose is red, and it looks very pitiful.
Song Qingwan quickly looked around, she and the little girl were really the only two people in this room.
"..."
good!
This move is ruthless enough!
He actually put this little bomb in alone!
Lu Qidong, you fucking wait for my mother!
Little Lolita didn't notice Auntie Sheng's unlovable expression at all, seeing her look over.
She raised her big wet black eyes, and her immature milk voice choked and accused her:
"Auntie! You are lying!!!"
Song Qingwan scolded Lu Qidong eight hundred times back and forth in her heart, and incidentally scolded Lu Junhan and Lu Anran, the two little bastards who helped the evil, and then forced a smile : "... Lili, what's wrong?"
"Auntie, you are a big liar!" The little girl sniffed and looked at her with teary eyes, with a very sad expression, "How can you lie to others!"
Song Qingwan: "I didn't..."
The little girl didn't listen, she just whimpered and said:
"Grandpa just told me that this is not a minor illness of yours! You will die! You will really die! You are not obedient, you still don't want to be cured, you, you are not a good person woooooooo—"
Song Qingwan's heart ached when she saw her eyes were red from crying.
Afterwards, without even thinking about it, I denied it:
"Hey, don't listen to your grandpa's nonsense! How could auntie die! That's your grandpa lying to you!"
The little girl's eyes were full of tears, and the little milk voice choked up:
"Grandpa, grandpa didn't lie to others, only you lie to others! You are broken!"
Song Qingwan said without changing her face:
"How could it be! How could Auntie lie to you!"
The little girl shook her head, aggrieved, "Auntie, you are lying! It's you! Dad and aunt also told Lili the same way. They all said that Auntie, you are going to die, and you are not obedient! You don't want to be cured, you, you just really want to die!"
Song Qingwan: "..."
I'm not, I'm not, and I don't want to die.
"I don't want you to die, auntie, can you cure your illness?"
The little girl sniffed, her eyes were red from crying, "Grandpa said, as long as, as long as you cure your illness, you will be fine and you will not die! Woooooo, people really don't want you to die !"
Seeing this, Song Qingwan also gave up lying to her, stretched out her hand, gently rubbed her small black head, and sighed softly:
"Lili, actually, Auntie doesn't want to die, but Auntie has a very serious illness. Even if Auntie gets cured, she won't recover. Auntie will die in the end, do you know?"
The little girl looked at her with tears in her eyes, her expression was extremely sad, and the little milk voice choked up:
"But, but Auntie, why did you get such a serious illness?"
In the eyes of the little girl, it was just one night.
She couldn't figure it out, why did my aunt suddenly enter the hospital in just one night, and got such a serious disease that would even kill her
Song Qingwan didn't know how to explain stomach cancer to her, so she rubbed her head, hesitated, and said:
"Lili, in fact, many people will have this disease, and Auntie is just one of them."
The little girl sniffed, and looked at her with tears in her big black and clear eyes, her expression looked pitiful:
"Will Lili also have it? Will Dad, aunt, grandpa, and great-grandpa also have it? Are we all going to die?"
"of course not!"
Song Qingwan smiled, and said softly: "Silly boy, only very few people will have this disease, and many people will not have it! You, your father, aunt, grandpa, and great-grandpa , none of you will have it! You won’t die either.”
The little girl nodded half-understood, but still looked sad:
"But why don't we have it, but you have it, Auntie?"
Song Qingwan smiled, her tone was very relaxed: "Because of my bad luck, I was accidentally selected by the little fairy in the sky, so my aunt got sick."
"bad luck?"
The little girl sniffed, tilted her head and looked at her with tears in her eyes:
"Is that so, is it true that as long as you have a lot of good luck, auntie, you will not be selected by the little fairy, and you will not suffer from this disease?"