Lu family's daughter-in-law

Chapter 191 Is it really his son?
Xiao Luo was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, and Lu Cheng never dealt with it, so he couldn't go to the town to ask a doctor, so he had to help Xiao Luo pull out the broken arrow.

"Let's do it." Seeing Lu Cheng staring at his wound, Xiao Luo said calmly, looking at Lu Cheng with a "don't worry" look.

Lu Cheng has killed pigs several times, and let go of eagles countless times. He has seen even more bloody ones. Now that Xiao Luo has let go, he really has no worries. He is very calm, very fast, and very merciless. Pulled out.Lianxiangxiyu, Xiao Luo is not Ningxiang, he doesn't care if it hurts, Lu Cheng is not Ningxiang, not as kind-hearted as his wife.

Xiao Luo let out a muffled snort, and frowned deeply. She looked calm, but the hand hidden by her side almost grabbed the kang mattress out of the hole.

Lu Cheng was indifferent, grabbed the gauze to block his wound, and helped him stop the bleeding.

"How many children in your family?" Xiao Luo was in pain, hearing the noise of children playing in the yard, he had nothing to say and tried to divert his attention.

"Didn't your subordinates tell you?" Lu Cheng mocked.

"Well, I remember, three." Xiao Luo recalled the children he saw in the car that day, there seemed to be two boys and one girl.

In fact, the Lu family has four children, and A Tao is still young. Lu Cheng didn't know who he had neglected, and he didn't intend to remind him. When Xiao Luo stopped the bleeding, Lu Cheng sprinkled some wound medicine that was always prepared at home, and bandaged him. Finally, looking at the water basin that was stained red, he said: "Put the things in the house first, and I will splash them again at night."

"Give me a clean towel, and I'll wipe my face." Xiao Luo is a person who loves cleanliness, and now he can't take care of others, he has to wipe his face first, it's sweat and blood, he feels uncomfortable.

Ning Xiang stood in the kitchen and listened. Hearing this, she wetted a towel for him and passed it from behind the door curtain.

Lu Cheng took it and handed it to Xiao Luo.

Xiao Luo looked at the towel, confirmed that it was still clean, and wiped his face carefully.

Lu Cheng stared at him, remembered, frowned and said, "You are..."

"Knowing too much is not a good thing." Xiao Luo put down the scarf with a deep expression on his face.

Lu Cheng pursed his lips, spread the quilt and pillow for him, and took the door out. In order to prevent the children from running in and finding someone in the room, Lu Cheng locked the West Room. Once the door curtain was released, unless the door curtain was opened, no one would Didn't notice any difference here either.

Ningxiang looked at him worriedly.

"It's okay, everything is up to me." Lu Cheng held her hand and comforted her in a low voice.

The dinner is porridge, and Cui Ya has a good grasp of the food intake of the Lu family. Everyone is full, and there is probably only a little left.In order to save dinner for Xiao Luo, Lu Cheng had to eat a bowl less, and there was a bowl of porridge left. eat."

Lu Cheng nodded.

Anan looked at his father, drooping his eyes.

After dinner, it was time to go to bed. Lu Ding A Tao went to the old home first. A Mu stayed with his sister for a while as usual. Seeing Guoer yawning on the kang, he called Anan and said, "Let's go to bed too. gone."

Anan looked at his mother, he met a bad guy today, he was a little scared and wanted to sleep with his mother.

Ningxiang smiled and hugged Anan to the kang, turned her head and said to her younger brother: "Anan slept with sister tonight, Amu should go back first."

The nephew often acted coquettishly, and Amu took it for granted, so he obediently left.

Lu Cheng closed the north and south gates, condensed incense to wash the children's faces and feet, and he took out a large thick porcelain bowl of porridge and brought it to the West Room.Xiao Luo has been chased by people these few days, so he has never eaten well, now he is satisfied with what he has, and he doesn't dislike the coarse grains from the farm, so he picked up the bowl and drank to the top.

He was bold enough and didn't care about every detail, so Lu Cheng found him a little more pleasing to the eye.

"Let Anan sleep with me these few nights." After drinking the porridge, Xiao Luo looked at Lu Chengdao.

Lu Cheng's fondness for him disappeared in an instant. He stared at Xiao Luo for a while, and said in a deep voice, "If you are worried that I will report the news at night, then I will sleep in the same room with you. Anan is too young. It won't do you any good to cry."

"I only want Anan, you are his father, you can't coax a child well?" Xiao Luohan said with a straight face, making up his mind.

He was sorry for Feng Heng, he wanted to see her child.

Lu Cheng was wary of his subordinates and didn't dare to offend him too much. He looked at each other and turned to go to the east room.

The two children just lay down, Guo'er was sleeping in the innermost part, Anan hugged her sister, and Ningxiang knelt beside her to coax them.Lu Cheng came in through the curtain and saw that his daughter was still awake, so he didn't mention Xiao Luo's meaning for the time being.When Guo'er fell asleep, Lu Chengcai climbed to the other side of Ningxiang, and softly called Anan who was lying on the next bed with his back facing him.

Anan was sleepy, but still not asleep, so he turned his head when he heard this.

"Come here, Anan, Daddy hugs you."

Anan rubbed his eyes, shook his head, "I'll sleep with my sister."

"Daddy has something to tell you." Lu Cheng said distressedly and helplessly.

Ning Xiang heard that something was wrong, and lightly poked Lu Cheng, it was dark and he couldn't sleep well, what did he want to tell Anan?
Anan saw his mother move, obediently got up, covered the quilt for his younger sister, and then moved towards his father.Lu Cheng lifted the quilt to pick up his son, Anan didn't want it, and squeezed his little feet between his father and mother, lay down like a loach, skillfully got into his mother's Xiangxiang's arms, and pointed the back of his head at his father.

Ning Xiang hugged the little guy, and looked at Lu Cheng who turned around suspiciously.

The lights in the house haven't been turned on yet.

Lu Cheng touched her, then touched his son's head, and said in a low voice: "A'nan, daddy hid ten taels of silver in the west room cabinet, daddy is afraid that that person will steal our money, so go sleep over there at night and watch it for daddy." Can you follow him?"

Let him sleep with the bad guy?
Anan instinctively shrank into his mother's arms, turned to look at his father, his phoenix eyes showed obvious reluctance, "Go and watch."

"Daddy has to protect mother and sister. If other bad guys come to rob mom and sister, daddy can beat them. Anan is obedient. When the bad guys leave, daddy will give you the ten taels of silver. You can buy whatever you want for sister." Daddy doesn't care what you buy." Lu Cheng held Ningxiang's with a big hand, motioned her not to interrupt, and gently coaxed Anan.

Anan didn't want to go.

He wanted to protect his mother and sister, but the boy looked at his father's broad shoulders exposed outside, and knew that he couldn't beat the bad guys.

"The bad guy stabbed me with a knife..."

Anan cried and got into his mother's arms, tears soon wet Ningxiang's skirt.

Ning Xiang was so distressed that she was about to speak, Lu Cheng stopped her with his eyes, leaned over, patted Anan with a smile and said: "No, Daddy warned him, if he dares to bully Anan again, Daddy will not give him food. He said, as long as Anan doesn't cry and doesn't tell others that he is in the Westinghouse, he won't bully you, Anan is obedient, daddy will pick you up tomorrow morning, and you still play with your sister during the day."

Anan understood, but he was afraid of bad guys, so he buried himself in his mother's arms and kept silent.

Ning Xiang's heart was broken, but she knew that Lu Cheng must have no other choice.

"Ah Nan, please help your mother to watch him. Tomorrow mother will make you bean paste buns with a lot of fillings. Anan doesn't like to eat the skin, so mother won't tell you. Let your father eat the skin and give you all the stuffing." Anan and sister."

Gently patted the boy in her arms, Ning Xiang coaxed softly.

Anan swallowed his saliva, he loves the red bean paste buns made by his mother, but only the stuffing.

"Mother carry me..." Anan said aggrievedly.Daddy asked him to go, Anan doesn't want to talk to Daddy now.

Lu Cheng was not angry at all. He sat up and brought enough for his son's small clothes, and the couple helped his son wear them together.

After everything was packed, Lu Cheng hugged a ball of quilt, Ning Xiang hugged Anan, and followed him to the Westinghouse.

Xiao Luo lay flat on the bed, watching their family of three motionless.

Lu Cheng spread the quilt on the kang, Ning Xiang patted her son who was hugging her neck and lying on her shoulders tightly, mustered up the courage to look at Xiao Luo, and begged him in a low voice, "Anan is still young, please don't scare the child."

"No, I just don't dare to sleep alone. Anan is my companion, and I have to thank him." Seeing the boy sneaking a vigilant glance at him, Xiao Luo showed a smile that she thought was very kind.

He laughed out loud that Anan didn't like him either, so he immediately turned his head away.

Xiao Luo lowered his eyes in embarrassment.

Lu Cheng spread the quilt and got off the kang, Ning Xiang put Anan in, Anan held his mother, teary-eyed, "Mother patted me to sleep..."

I forgot that I came here to watch the villains.

Ning Xiang was unwilling to refuse, Xiao Luo over there looked at Lu Cheng with resentment, and honestly turned inside.Only then did Ning Xiang go to the kang, lying outside the quilt to pat Anan, Lu Cheng stood by and watched, coaxing Anan to fall asleep uneasy, Ning Xiang reluctantly returned to the east room, leaving Lu Cheng to warn Xiao Luo.

"Go ahead, what's the use of me hurting a child." Xiao Luo chased away impatiently.

Only then did Lu Cheng leave, taking the oil lamp with him before going out.

The room was pitch dark, Xiao Luo's recovery was the most important thing, and he didn't want to bother himself to find a fire to light a candle, so he went to sleep first, and woke up before the dawn of the next day, staring at the roof with his eyes open for a while. Recalling the events of the past few days, Xiao Luo slowly turned around and looked at Anan who was lying under the quilt on one side.

Anan used to sleep on his right side, with his back to him. He slept restlessly at night and moved around. The quilt was not tightly covered, and his neck and shoulders were exposed a little.It was quite cold, Xiao Luo wanted to help the child cover the quilt, stretched out his hand, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a red rope around the boy's neck, Xiao Luo was too idle, bored, pushed Anan's hair away, and slowly lifted it up rope.

Rubbing and rubbing, a piece of jade pendant was pulled out.

The sky was dark, but Xiao Luo was close, so he could clearly see the lines on the jade pendant.

The hand was released suddenly, Xiao Luo stared at the familiar jade pendant, and the past flooded into his mind like a flood.

He rode a horse for a spring outing, and met Feng Heng who came back from Shangxiang and was bullied by gangsters. The hero saved the beauty, and the beauty secretly agreed.

He planned several chance encounters, and finally, in a drizzle, on a black-covered boat, he demanded Feng Heng's innocence.

His subordinates suspected that Anan might be his child, and he thought it was absolutely impossible, but why did Feng Heng leave this jade pendant to Anan?He failed Feng Heng, Feng Heng should hate him, how could he give the things of the betrayer to his son to wear next to him, unless...

Looking at Anan again, Xiao Luo's heartbeat quickened, he stood up with difficulty, and turned Anan around carefully.

The five-year-old boy was still asleep, his little brows were frowning, as if he had a nightmare.

Xiao Luo carefully looked at Anan's facial features, recalling Lu Cheng's, there was no similarity.

Could it be that this child is really his kind?
(End of this chapter)