Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

She opened her eyes in a daze, straightened up, "Grandma, are you awake?"

"do you still remember me?"

Since the cerebral hemorrhage, grandma has always denied people, occasionally calling her a few times when she remembered her name, and occasionally calling her name but not knowing that she was Luo Qiu'an.

"Qiu'an, Qiu'an, my Qiu'an." The old man patted Luo Qiu'an's head hoarsely, "How could I not know my Qiu'an."

Luo Qiuan nodded with a smile, "Grandma, I'll buy you breakfast, you wait for me."

She and her grandmother have been dependent on each other since they were young. Her mother died when she was very young, and her father married another woman who didn't like her.

She didn't like that woman either. If her grandma didn't take her seriously and took her over, Luo Qiu'an wasn't even sure if she would live to this age.

If grandma forgets her, Luo Qiuan doesn't know if he can survive in this world alone.

The sky was gloomy, and it rained cats and dogs in an instant. Luo Qiuan tightly protected the breakfast in his arms.

Running all the way, the rain soaked her coat, and her black and beautiful hair was messy. The breakfast restaurant downstairs of the hospital is not far from the hospital. There are even several restaurants that are famous far and wide. There was still a short distance to the hospital, Luo Qiuan hurriedly ran to the next restaurant under the eaves.

The family of three by the window laughed sweetly and were in harmony.

The husband and wife pampered their daughter's head, and the father gently took out a piece of shrimp and put it in the girl's bowl.

Luo Qiuan stood in front of the window in a daze. She used to like to eat shrimps. She was in a state of distress, and drops of water dripped from the corners of her skirt, which was icy cold. The girl inside had short curly hair, and her palm-sized face couldn't hide Living pampered, she shook her father's arm, "Dad, my classmates all wear capet's luxury brand. This year's school celebration, I also want to order a unique dress."

His father was dizzy from being shaken by his little daughter, "Okay, okay, buy us Pingping."

Satisfied, Luo Pingping picked up a piece of shrimp and put it in his father's bowl, "Dad, it's so kind of you, I'll give you half of my favorite shrimp."

Luo Jun looked away helplessly, "You child, you are so stingy, you only have one piece?"

His gaze inadvertently skipped out of the window, and the expression on the square Chinese character face seemed to be frozen at this moment, "An'an..."

Luo Pingping followed Luo Jun's line of sight. Her half-sister stood outside the window with a dazed expression. A gust of wind blew out of nowhere and lifted her so-called sister's dirty skirt, making the woman shudder. There was a chill.

Luo Pingping couldn't help but burst out laughing, her mother Lin Bailian pinched Luo Pingping's wrist, Luo Pingping hurriedly restrained the ridicule on her face, luckily Luo Jun could see her expression .

"Oh, I'm so happy to see my sister, do you want to ask my sister to come in for a meal together?"

Luo Jun's cloudy eyes couldn't see the expression clearly, "No, this kind of restaurant won't allow her to walk in."

His eldest daughter has been careless since she was a child, and she has embarrassed him all the time. She always sleeps in class, and she got the lowest score among these dudes in the circle.

Luo Qiuan's black and white eyes reflected Luo Pingping's sneering face, she swallowed the sourness, hugged her breakfast, and rushed into the rain without hesitation.

She didn't know whether it was water or tears that washed on her face, she was used to seeing her father's serious appearance, so she thought that his father had always looked like this.

It turned out not to be.

A long time ago, she asked her father for pocket money, but her stepmother drove her out of the door, "Aren't you able to support yourself when you are so old? Give your father trouble, extra things."

At the age of 15, she started washing dishes, handing out leaflets, working as a waiter, and drawing design drafts to make money. She worked part-time at several jobs and finally supported herself. She didn't have a high score, so far she still remembers her father's disappointed and disgusted eyes and Luo Pingping's sarcastic face, as if she was just rubbish on the side of the road, and they were bored even after looking at her.

Luo Qiuan sneered, she was superfluous since she was a child, disturbing the happy life of that family.

Fortunately, she has a grandmother.

Luo Qiuan backed open the door of the hospital, and handed the undamaged and steaming breakfast to the nurse, "Please give it to my grandma, room 305."

With her appearance, grandma couldn't help worrying, "Thank you, just say that I have to leave for a while."

"no problem."

Seeing her in a panic, the nurse said, "Hurry up and go home and change."

Luo Qiuan nodded, instead of going back to change, she went to the office of her grandmother Li Lianxiang's attending physician instead.

The attending doctor is very familiar with this little girl, at this age, it is rare for her to be so filial and sensible.

"An'an, what's the matter?"

"How long can my grandma's surgery period be extended?"

The doctor in charge frowned, "Of course, the sooner the better, it's best to have the surgery within three days, and it can't be delayed any longer."

Luo Qiuan nodded thoughtfully, "How much is the total cost of the surgery?"

"I am the chief surgeon, and the operation fee is up to 30 yuan. The most expensive thing is the medicine for your grandmother's follow-up treatment and recovery. An An, you'd better prepare 70 yuan. This operation is very dangerous. I suggest you the best medicine."

"……it is good."

A full 70, where does she go to prepare?

Luo Qiuan dragged his tired body in despair, yes, and... father.

Luo Qiuan bit her lower lip, flashing Luo Pingping's sarcastic face, she took a step forward, these were nothing compared to her grandmother.

Thinking of his father's love of tidiness, Luo Qiu'an specially changed into a pure white lace skirt, her curly black hair was scattered behind her head, and her palm-sized face looked cute.

After taking the bus, Luo Qiuan stood at the familiar yet unfamiliar Luo family villa and knocked on the door, "Knock knock."

"Who?"

Aunt Zhang opened the door and looked, "Miss, are you back?"

"Aunt Zhang? Who's here?"

Lin Bailian stood up from behind, saw that it was Luo Qiuan, turned her head and reprimanded Aunt Zhang, "Don't let anyone in casually, Aunt Zhang, you don't want your job anymore, do you?"

Luo Qiuan mustered up the courage to raise her head, "Don't scold Aunt Zhang, she doesn't know it's me." She looked into the villa, "Where's my dad?"

Lin Bailian turned cold, "Why are you looking for your father? Are you asking for money for your sick and dead grandmother? Let me tell you, there is no way. Your father's property will belong to Pingping as a dowry in the future."

"My grandma is not a sick person. My dad doesn't know how he feels when he hears your words." Luo Qiu'an raised his head high, showing his slender swan neck, "Dad—Dad—, Dad, are you there?"