"It would be bad if a crowd of people gathered around us."

My scalp tingles just thinking about it.

The voice of the third aunt came from outside:

"Lu Yu, I've already delivered the soup to your grandma. Why are you taking so long to get me the soup?"

Lu Si reached out and covered Xu Zhiyi with the quilt beside him, covering him tightly.

She walked to the door, took the bowl from his hand, kicked it, and closed the door.

The noise was quite loud, and Lu Yu's mother came over and frowned slightly. Logically, Lu Si should have come out to say hello when he heard her voice.

She pinched her son's arm directly:

"How did you offend others?"

Lu Yu rubbed his scalded hands:

"I don't know. Nothing really happened in there. I didn't mean to do that."

Uh, his mother felt something was wrong when she heard this sentence. Isn't this just trying to cover up the truth? She understood.

How could someone who had experienced this not understand? He directly pulled Lu Yu away:

"Don't you know how to knock before entering? What did you learn at home?"

“Then I need to have hands to knock…”

"Then kick it with your feet!"

"I just kicked the door open..."

“…”

The voices of the two people faded away.

The aunt thought that this little boy was quite strong, with a disabled body but a strong will, and would do it even if he lost a leg.

Unlike their old man, who starts snoring after traveling all day.

Xu Zhiyi buried himself in the quilt. He didn't even get to eat a single bite of the meat, but he ended up taking the blame.

Lu Si pulled the person out from under the quilt.