Gu Qingcheng was shocked. Lu Shiyan had been married once before and had two children with his ex-wife?
Is this your second marriage?
Do I want to be a stepmother to those children?
Gu Qingcheng felt like his CPU was about to overheat.
She thought quickly in her mind, and then imagined what it would be like if she lived with two children, as long as they were not too naughty.
That seems acceptable.
Who made her like children?
After reaching this conclusion, Gu Qingcheng nodded: "It just so happens that I am afraid of pain, and being a mother without pain is just what I want."
The heavy stone that was weighing on Lu Shiyan's chest fell to the ground, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "These two children are the orphans of my comrades-in-arms. They have had a very difficult life. Before Erbao was born, his father died heroically while performing a mission."
The man's eyelids drooped slightly, and his thoughts seemed to return to that dark night.
Lu Shiyan remembered vividly that day, he could have lived, but because he saved himself...
Delayed the best time to leave.
Lu Shiyan couldn't bear to think about it anymore, and he didn't tell Gu Qingcheng about it. There was no need.
The man's nostrils twitched slightly as he said, "Their mother had just given birth and died not long after due to complications during childbirth."
Gu Qingcheng grasped the key point: it turned out that these two children were not his biological children.
He was just helping his comrades raise the children.
After a pause, Lu Shiyan added: "Although they are not my biological children, I treat them as my own, no different from my own children."
Gu Qingcheng accepted this sudden news. She said that she would try her best to integrate and accept the two children.
(Here I will explain why I had to adopt, because writing involves some personal emotions, and I put myself in the picture. If it were me, I would not let the child of my savior grow up in an orphanage without a father or a mother. Even if I gave them enough money, the loss of that kind of emotion could not be compensated. I could not marry and have children for the rest of my life, and that child would be too miserable. I really can't portray the characters I write as ungrateful people. If Lu Shiyan really did that, he would not be worthy of being my male protagonist.)
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Nearing seven o'clock, a series of car horns could be heard outside the Lu family's gate.
Mother Lu put the food on the table and said, "Yan'er, your father and grandfather should be back. Go and see them."
"Okay mom."
On the other side, Gu Qingcheng continued to help Lu's mother put the food on the dining table.
When all the food was on the table, Father Lu entered the house first.
Gu Qingcheng quickly shouted, "Hello, uncle."
Mr. Lu nodded gentlemanly: "You are Qingcheng, right? I am Lu Shiyan's father."
"Yan'er explained everything to me on the way just now. My child, you have suffered a lot in the Gu family."
Gu Qingcheng glanced at Lu Shiyan. She didn't expect that this man would move so quickly.
She said politely, "For some reasons, I have not come until now. I hope uncle will not hold it against me."
"Silly child! What are you talking about!" Father Lu scolded.
Gu Qingcheng took out the pen he had prepared in advance: "Uncle, it's our first meeting. This is my gift to you. I hope you like it."
"What gift did you bring me, kid?"
When Father Lu took the pen, he was deeply touched. Due to his work, he came into contact with a lot of pens. As soon as he touched the pen in his hand, he knew it was worth a lot of money!
"This pen...is extraordinary!"
Gu Qingcheng didn't expect that Mr. Lu was so connoisseur of goods. This pen was actually bought when she went to Europe to buy beef and mutton when she was stocking up.
She smiled and said, "I got it by chance. It's great that you like it, uncle!"
Mr. Lu was a fountain pen fan, so he immediately found a piece of white paper and wrote a few simple words on it.
Gu Qingcheng took a quick glance and found the handwriting sharp, majestic and natural. It was no exaggeration to say that it was as powerful as a dragon's stroke. There was a majestic momentum between the lines.
Gu Qingcheng praised from the bottom of his heart: "Uncle, your handwriting is so beautiful!"
Father Lu was overwhelmed with emotion. This pen wrote so smoothly, especially when writing, when the pen tip touched the paper, it gave people a sense of comfort from the heart, and made people feel that every part of this pen fit perfectly.
Father Lu couldn't put it down and praised it highly.
Mother Lu covered her mouth and laughed, "Qingcheng, your uncle is like this, because he works in the Provincial People's Hospital, especially when he writes prescriptions, it is common for him to write with a fountain pen. But he is picky and always says that he is not satisfied with the pens in the office. I searched all over Jiang City for him but couldn't find a suitable one. I didn't expect you to give him such a big gift today. No wonder he was excited."
Gu Qingcheng's gift this time went straight to her heart.
Just at this time, Mr. Lu also came in with a cane.
Mother Lu and Father Lu: "Dad!"
Mr. Lu said in a friendly manner: "I heard your laughter just outside the door. What are you so happy about?"
Father Lu said first: "It was Qingcheng who gave me a fountain pen. Dad, look, the words he wrote are so smooth."
Father Lu was showing off everywhere like a little kid, and Gu Qingcheng happened to turn around.
Lu Shiyan was standing next to Mr. Lu, and she looked at him.
Mr. Lu was startled: "Comrade Xiao Gu?"
"commander?"
Several other members of the Lu family were equally shocked and shouted almost in unison.
"Do you know each other?"
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