Cute wife counterattack: wrongly provoking a black male god

Chapter 411 An Old Account From Many Years Ago (Twenty)
That way, he didn't plan to pay any attention to what questions Lu Anyi asked.

"Mom, then whose child is Yao Yi? You and my father should know Yao Yi's biological father, right?" Lu Anyi asked relentlessly.

The expression on Zhang Xue's face obviously froze when she heard this, and Lu Anyi caught that moment. She guessed in her heart that Yao Yi's incident must be the key.

She kept asking questions along the way, and when she took Zhang Xue and Aunt Yue to the community, she felt parched, which was partly caused by the air conditioner in the car.

Zhang Xue got out of the car and called Lu Anyi, "Drive carefully, don't get distracted."

"understood."

On the way back, the traffic was even more congested, because during the rush hour, basically every intersection would be blocked for a while, and some places would be blocked for a while even if it was not an intersection.

The heater was still turned on in the car and the radio was on, and the channel had just been replaced by a male anchor. The voice was so magnetic that one couldn't help but imagine how handsome and charming the owner of the voice was.

The car was moving forward like a snail crawling speed. The male anchor answered several hotlines that called the radio station to inquire about emotions, and then the voice of a female anchor appeared.

They sang and chorused, answered and asked questions, all of which seemed to follow the routine, presumably they had been prepared before going on stage, this kind of matching made Lu Anyi think of a saying, "Working with men and women is not tiring." '

In fact, she thinks that a woman really needs a man by her side in her life. When a woman reaches a certain age, she actually needs a home more than wealth and all imaginary things, a home with a man who loves her and their children together.

It was already dark when we arrived at the hospital, and we bought food in the restaurant at the entrance. Lu Zhenyang ate relatively light food. He couldn't eat a lot of things now, so he bought two porridges with the same taste.

By the way, he cooked a few more light and nutritious meals. She and Pei Yifeng, the chef in the restaurant, stuffed him with money. Every time they cooked their meals, they paid more attention to them. Sometimes they bought the ingredients themselves and asked them to process them.

Aunt Yue once said that she would bring food and vegetables every day, but Lu Anyi felt that this was too much trouble for the elderly, so the florist could also eat healthy and nutritious food.

Back in the ward, opened the door, Zhang Mofei sat cross-legged on Lu Zhenyang's hospital bed, and sat face to face with Lu Zhenyang, playing checkers. Pei Yifeng stood aside with arms folded and watched the two play chess with a smile.

Seeing Lu Anyi's return, Zhang Mofei politely rushed ahead of Lu Zhenyang and greeted her, "Godmother, you are back."

"Mom, did you send grandma and grandma Yue home?"

Lu Anyi put down her food and walked towards the window with a smile, "Yes, let's eat."

Lu Zhenyang waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute, I won't end until I beat Zhang Mofei by ten rounds."

Lu Anyi's face was filled with black lines, and she asked, "How many rounds have you won now?"

"Now we have won nine games, and now it is the tenth game." Lu Zhenyang said calmly, keeping his eyes on the situation on the chess paper.

Lu Anyi was not surprised at the news that Lu Zhenyang had won Zhang Mofei's nine rounds. His son is a genius, he can learn anything, and he can recite a poem after reading it three times.

She is better at checkers and backgammon than she is, and now she has to learn chess. In the hospital, Lu Anyi was afraid that he would work hard and not be too tired from playing, so now she put away all the toys and books.

(End of this chapter)