Momo no rain

Chapter 217 Don’t be too sad
Li Fangjie told Zimo what happened again.

"Listening to what you said, Dean Lu might really be your brother." Zimo looked at his mother-in-law and said seriously.

"I think he is too, but he doesn't admit it!" Li Fangjie frowned and replied to Zimo.

"It's been such a long time. He was only three years old when he was kidnapped. It's normal that he can't remember what happened before." Zimo said thoughtfully.

"Zimo, why don't you go to his house alone, ask him carefully, and remind him of the scene when he was abducted, and see if he can remember anything. Also, ask him again, he Is there a red mole the size of a fingertip on the inner thigh? When he was one or two years old, my mother and I often bathed him. At that time, my mother even joked that if he was lost one day, this would be the only way to find him. . In the end, my mother was right, he was really lost, but in the end, he could not be found with the mole. My mother became depressed because she could not find her son, and finally left. Alas -" Li Fangjie said Thinking of her mother who died in silence at such a young age, she couldn't help but feel sad again, and tears quickly blurred her vision.

"Mom, don't be too sad. Just let Zimo go to Dean Lu's house." Momo saw her mother's sad look and hurriedly walked to her side and pulled two pieces of paper to wipe her tears.

"Mom, I understand. I'll go to Dean Lu's house after dinner." Zimo also hurriedly echoed Momo.

"No, no," suddenly Lele opened and closed his mouth in Zimo's arms and uttered the syllable "no".

"Look! My son also knows how to persuade grandma not to cry!" Zimo lowered his head and looked at his son lovingly, and continued excitedly: "Son, please try to persuade grandma not to cry again." Li Fangjie hurriedly wiped his tears and sucked in his breath. Nose, to stabilize her mood, Momo returned to Zimo.

After dinner, Zimo simply packed up and went out with two boxes of good tea.Then he went straight to the E University Faculty and Staff Home.

More than ten minutes later, Zimo arrived at Lu Weizhi's house.

Lu Weizhi opened the door and warmly welcomed Zimo into the room. Zimo saw an old man with white hair sitting on the sofa watching TV.Judging from his temperament and attire, he looks like he came from the countryside.

"Come on, let's sit over there." Lu Weizhi glanced at the old man, and then warmly greeted Zimo to a small reception room separated by a screen on the west side of the living room.

"Here we come." Seeing Zimo, the old man greeted Zimo with a smile.

"Is this uncle?" Zimo looked at the old man and asked Dean Lu.

"Well, it's my father."

"Hello, uncle." Zimo greeted the old man hurriedly.

"Okay. Go and sit over there." The old man said to Zimo and Lu Weizhi with a smile.

Zimo followed Lu Weizhi to the small reception room.The two of them chatted for a while, and then Zimo went straight to the topic: "Dean Lu, today I heard my mother-in-law say that you are her long-lost brother. Is this true? Do you have this memory?"

"Ever since I met your mother-in-law in the supermarket last week, I have been thinking about this issue. Normally, your mother-in-law is a normal person, and she would not ask me this question for no reason, but I can't think of anything that happened to me when I was a child. What happened. And I asked my father when I came back, and he said that I was his biological son. He also said that when my mother gave birth to me, my mother almost bled to death." Lu Weizhi looked at Zimo and said seriously, and then added: "I suspect your mother-in-law has the wrong person."

"My mother-in-law said she was meeting you that day, but she still had a question that she was too shy to ask you. She asked me to ask you..." Before Zimo could finish his words, he was suddenly interrupted by the shout of Lu Weizhi's father, "Weizhi! Hurry up. Come here, my heart suddenly feels a little uncomfortable..." Zimo saw Lu Weizhi's father talking, covering his chest and lying on the sofa.

When Lu Weizhi heard his father calling him, he stood up and walked quickly towards his father. Zimo also hurriedly followed.

"Dad! What's wrong with you?" Lu Weizhi squatted next to his father and anxiously asked his father, who was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed.

"I, I suddenly feel uncomfortable in my heart. You, please give me some relief." Lu Weizhi's father closed his eyes and said to his son with a painful expression.

"Dad, can I call 120 and take you to the hospital?" Lu Weizhi asked his father again anxiously.

"No, no need. I know my own problems." Lu Weizhi's father said feebly, "I'll lie down for a while and you can help me calm down and everything will be fine."

"Dad, you should go to the hospital to have a look, just in case something happens!" Lu Weizhi still worriedly suggested that his father go to the hospital.

"I, I said it's okay, it's okay. If you get sick in your hometown, your mother will give me some peace of mind, and I'll be fine in a while."

"Okay." Seeing that his father insisted not to go to the hospital, Lu Weizhi had no choice but to compromise with his father.He continued: "Dad, lie down flat." Lu Weizhi said, taking off his father's shoes, gently placing his legs on the sofa, then gently taking his father's hands away from his chest and lifting them up. One of his hands gently touched his father's chest.Mr. Lu lay on the sofa with his eyes closed and said nothing.

Zimo stood not far from Lu Weizhi, neither standing nor sitting. Mr. Lu suddenly felt unwell, and he was embarrassed to continue asking him questions.

Seeing that his father was stable, Lu Weizhi gave him some relief and turned to ask Zimo: "What did you ask me just now? I forgot about it in such a hurry."

"Oh, my mother-in-law said she still had a question, and she was embarrassed to ask you. She asked me to ask you, you." Zimo felt a little embarrassed when he said this question. He paused, and finally managed to say it. asked my mother-in-law, "She asked you if you have a red mole the size of a fingernail on your inner thigh?"

"Oh! I'm dizzy again!" The old man suddenly yelled again, startling both Lu Weizhi and Zimo.

"Dad! Are you having a headache again?!" Lu Weizhi hurriedly patted his father's head without answering Zimo's question.

"Weizhi, I have a terrible headache!" Mr. Lu put both hands on his forehead and said with a frown.

"Dad! I'll call 120 now and take you to the hospital!"

"Weizhi! I, I don't want to go to the hospital. I'm suffering from an old disease. Just rub your head and I'll be fine in a while." Mr. Lu looked at his son and said anxiously.

"I'm worried that something might happen to you at home, so it's better to go to the hospital for a checkup to feel safe." After speaking, Lu Weizhi ignored his father and turned around to pick up the mobile phone on the coffee table next to him.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu suddenly sat up, snatched away Lu Weizhi's mobile phone, and said angrily: "Tell you! This is an old problem of mine, just give me a squeeze and rub it. Send me to the hospital, you It's because you dislike me for being old and useless, and you don't want to give me a hug, do you?!"

"Dad, you misunderstood me. How could I dislike you for being old? I will get old one day too. What I want is for you to go to the hospital for a check-up and find out what the disease is caused by dizziness and chest pain, so that I can treat you." Lu Weizhi frowned. He frowned and hurriedly explained to his father.

"I don't want to go to any hospital, I just want you to squeeze and rub me!" Mr. Lu suddenly became angry like a child.

(To be continued)
(End of this chapter)