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Chapter 12 Grandmother Don't Worry About My Sister

Mrs. Lu's eyes swept over the two of them deeply, and she sighed slightly, feeling a little helpless.

The eldest granddaughter's illness was caused by falling into a frozen lake in a snowy day, and everyone knows that there is no need to guess.

The second granddaughter's illness was diagnosed by Aunt Yang who invited Mr. Qu to diagnose her. The cold is not serious, but she must be taken care of if she is weak.

These days, the second granddaughter came to the Buddhist hall early every morning regardless of the wind, snow and cold. She was distressed, and she was also grateful for the deep love between their sisters.

but……

The eldest granddaughter has suffered this crime for no reason, who should she complain about her grievances.

Mrs. Lu personally held Luo Han Guo tea, and while stroking Lu Weiyu's back, she fed her tea.

Lu Qianqian was still kneeling on the ground and clutching her chest to calm her breath. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help turning pale and feeling uneasy.

"Qianqian, you can go back after breakfast, you don't have to come back tomorrow."

Mrs. Lu did not ignore her second granddaughter, she looked at her with a pleasant face and said.

"...Yes, grandma."

Lu Qianqian lowered her eyes, and answered pitifully with an aggrieved face.

A faint light flashed in Lu Weiyu's eyes, and she suddenly pushed Mrs. Lu's hand lightly, reminding her softly.

"Grandmother, my sister is still kneeling, it's cold on the ground."

Seeing that she loves her sister, Mrs. Lu felt relieved, and quickly asked Lu Qianqian to get up.

"Grandmother, don't worry about my sister." Lu Weiyu smiled slightly to comfort Mrs. Lu.

"Although it was my father who gave the order to stop the feet, it's already cold in this snowy day, so who wants to go out of the house."

"Is this prohibition and prohibition really a punishment?"

"Father dotes on his sister and aunt, how can he really make them suffer, so don't worry about it."

With a pun, even Mrs. Lu was taken aback when she heard it, with a slightly embarrassed expression on her face.

Lu Weiyu was about to speak, but suddenly she lowered her head and covered her lips with a handkerchief, and coughed lightly, her breathing was disordered and hard again.

"Your father's son is weak, and he really loves you four."

"It's just that there is a mistake and he should be punished. If he didn't punish him, he was biased. When he came to pay his respects, grandma scolded him."

Mrs. Lu felt sorry for her eldest granddaughter and hurriedly comforted her.

"Grandmother, stop worrying about these trivial matters." Lu Weiyu spoke unsteadily.

"It's just that I'm too cold these days, so I'm getting better slowly. I just walked all the way and the wind blew again, so I can't stop coughing."

"If grandma wants to punish father, she should punish him to kneel before his grandfather's spirit more often."

"I have the blessing of my grandfather. As the saying goes, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have a future blessing."

"It's just that I'm weak and can't come here often. He kowtows more for my father, and I kowtow more for my grandfather."

With her pitiful appearance, innocent and frank face, and grateful and pleading eyes, her words made Mrs. Lu feel very distressed.

This kid is so sensible!
Why did you think this child was spoiled and willful before?

"Okay, that's how it should be."

Mrs. Lu dragged Lu Weiyu to have breakfast, and then looked back at Lu Qianqian who looked anxious.

"Qianqian, you should not go out in such a cold day, and you have to toss Mr. Qu to see a doctor when you catch the cold. Don't be so self-willed next time."

"Yes, grandma." Knowing that she had no chance of breaking the game, Lu Qianqian quickly lowered her head and said obediently.

"These days you come to the Buddhist hall to pray for your sister-in-law, and your caring grandmother has also seen it. You are a good boy."

"Don't run around when you go back. Copy a few more scriptures in the house and send them to the Buddhist hall. By the way, grandma will also see how your handwriting is doing."

"Yes, grandma." Lu Qianqian lowered her head, twisting the handkerchief with her knuckles, not daring to say more.

"Grandmother, don't talk about it, my sister will be so wronged that she can't eat."

Lu Weiyu stared at Lu Qianqian indifferently, and spoke at the right time.

(End of this chapter)