Although Mother Lu said that it was okay.
But in fact, her own son didn't care about her at all, which would make any mother feel bad.
He walked into the house with his mouth open.
Father Lu was looking at the case in the room at the moment. When he saw Mother Lu walk in with a sad face, he couldn't help but ask.
"What's wrong, wife, who made you unhappy?"
Mother Lu sighed: "Who else could it be except your son?"
Mr. Lu was busy sorting out medical records at the moment and really had no time to ask in detail, but he remembered it when Lu Shiyan was mentioned.
"Wife, that brat also sent us a letter today. The recipient is our name. Can you see what it says? I haven't had time to read it yet."
Mother Lu perked up and raised her eyebrows slightly.
Another letter?
Doesn't that prove that the son wrote two letters, and the previous one was full of sweet words to his wife, so this letter should at least express concern for his old mother's health, right?
Mother Lu looked around and found the letter on the table accurately. Then she strode over and opened the envelope.
There is a lot of dense writing on it.
Mother Lu began to watch with great interest.
From top to bottom, almost no word was missed.
However, the more I looked at her, the darker her face became.
After reading the letter, Mother Lu was already sitting there in a daze.
Father Lu took the time to look at his wife, and there was something wrong with her expression.
He asked, "Wife, did that brat write something to upset you? Tell me, and I'll beat him up when he comes back."
"Not really," said Mother Lu truthfully.
"What's going on?"
Father Lu is no longer busy with work. He put down the pen in his hand and looked at Mother Lu patiently.
Nothing is more important than my wife's mood.
Mother Lu took a deep breath and said, "Your son said he wrote a letter to us, but in fact, all the content on it is about his wife."
"From beginning to end, he listed all the precautions during pregnancy one by one, fearing that we would forget. He also emphasized that we must take good care of his wife."
Mother Lu shook her head helplessly and never mentioned us from beginning to end.
Father Lu thought it was nothing serious.
He stood up and held Mother Lu in his arms.
"What else? Wife, I told you a long time ago that in this world, I am the only one who can be with you forever. Lu Shiyan is not like that. When he grows up, he will think of other women."
"We are the ones who rely on each other."
Mother Lu thought about it and felt that it made sense.
"You're still the best to me."
Father Lu kissed her.
"Then, my wife, can you please reward me today?"
Mother Lu: ...
"Can you be a little shy?"
…
After receiving Lu Shiyan’s letter on the first day, Gu Qingcheng received another letter from Lu Xinian on the third night.
The little tyrant's handwriting is already aligning with Lu Shiyan's.
Just by associating the handwriting, you can tell that the other person is a ruthless person who doesn't talk much.
The letter was brought by Lu Mengmeng.
When the little guy knew that his brother had sent a letter, he was so excited that he ran from the first floor to the second floor.
At this time, Lu Mengmeng was standing next to Gu Qingcheng and asked.
"Mom, mom, come and see what my brother has written!"
Gu Qingcheng laughed and said, "You are more anxious than I am."
She opened the envelope and took out the letter inside.
Unexpectedly, there was not a single word written on it. Compared to writing a letter, Lu Xinian used a different method.
He drew a picture.
Gu Qingcheng recognized it at the first sight in the painting.
That’s right, she, Lu Shiyan, Lu Mengmeng and Lu Xinian himself.
Lu Xinian's painting skills have improved again. This time, not only has he copied the characters vividly, he has even depicted the warm feeling of home.
The small decorations behind him are also painted very well, making it a masterpiece.
Gu Qingcheng was admiring it from top to bottom, and Lu Mengmeng suddenly discovered a blind spot.
The little guy opened his mouth and said, "No, no, brother drew it wrong!"
Gu Qingcheng asked curiously: "Mengmeng, then tell me, what did brother draw wrong?"
The little guy pointed at Gu Qingcheng and Lu Xinian in the painting without thinking.
"Mom, look, in this painting, the person you're holding is actually your brother!"
Lu Mengmeng pointed her little finger to the other side.
"And Daddy is holding me! That's not right!"
After Lu Mengmeng pointed it out, Gu Qingcheng also had a general impression.
It's true, Lu Xinian had painted quite a few family portraits like this before. All the paintings, without exception, showed her holding Lu Mengmeng, and Lu Shiyan holding Lu Xinian's hand.
This should be the only time that it was switched.
Gu Qingcheng didn’t think much about it.
She said, "I guess your brother didn't do it on purpose. It doesn't really matter."
Lu Mengmeng pursed her lips.
"That's not the case! Brother definitely did it on purpose!"
Lu Mengmeng's little eyes were darting around.
Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but ask: "Mengmeng, what are you looking at?"
"I'm looking for a pen...and paper!"
The little guy said heavily, then took a piece of paper and a pen from the desk.
"Mom, I want to write back to my brother."
Gu Qingcheng nodded: "Okay, then you write it."
After getting permission, the little fellow sat upright and wrote word by word on the white paper with a look of great concentration.
Gu Qingcheng was quite curious, so he walked over to see what Lu Mengmeng had written.
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