After I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with a boss who was in a vegetative state

Lu Jingfan couldn't help but shuddered, and under Song Mingyi's pressure, he said with an expression uglier than crying: "Yes... my sister-in-law is right, she didn't do anything, she just swatted the mosquito for me."

"I helped you, the second young master should thank me." Song Mingyi took out a wet wipe and wiped her fingers slowly, even the gaps between the fingers, with a smile on her lips.

Lu Jingfan looked at Song Mingyi and shuddered for some reason: "Thank you... thank you."

"You are welcome."

At this time, Xiao Wu drove up.

"It's getting late, Second Young Master, please go back and rest early." As soon as Song Mingyi let go, a gust of wind blew, and the wet wipes in his hand flew to Lu Jingfan's face.

By the time Lu Jingfan took off the wet wipes angrily, Song Mingyi had already gotten into the car and left.

Lu Jingfan threw the wet wipe aside and said angrily: "Wait for me, I will make Song Mingyi pay the price!"

In the car.

Xiao Wu asked: "Boss, are you going back to Jinghe Garden?"

"No. Go back to Tianxiyuan."

Xiaowu was very surprised: "Boss, you finally left the Lu family, why did you return to the Lu family's house?"

Song Mingyi didn't answer, but she already had the answer in her heart.

She was waiting for Lu Yimo.

She left the Lu family in a hurry, worried that Lu Yimo could not find her.

Xiaowu knew what Song Mingyi was thinking, and the corners of his lips moved, wanting to say something, but thinking of Song Mingyi's heartache, he finally said nothing.

Early the next morning, the doorbell rang, and Lu Yimo came as expected.

"Good morning, Mom."

"Good morning." Song Mingyi welcomed Lu Yimo in: "Why are you here so early?"

It was only six o'clock now, and the Lu family's old house was almost an hour's drive away, which meant that Mo Mo got up at around four o'clock.

"I want to see my mother as soon as possible." Lu Yimo raised his eyes and looked at Song Mingyi: "I also want to say sorry to my mother as soon as possible."

"I'm sorry?" Song Mingyi put a cup of hot milk in front of Lu Yimo: "Why are you saying sorry?"

"Last night, grandma was going to drive mom away. I already knew it. I was going to find mom right away, but grandma was very sad, so I stayed with grandma." Lu Yimo lowered his head as he spoke, with a look of apology on his face. : "Mom is really sorry."

"Momo doesn't need to apologize, I'm not angry."

"Really? But grandma is so excessive."

"Silly boy." Song Mingyi said, "Your grandma is also doing it for my own good."

"For your own good?"

"Ah."

Song Mingyi was really not angry with Mrs. Lu. It seemed unkind for Mrs. Lu to kick her out, but in fact it was really for her own good.

If she divorces Lu Shenxing, then she, the wedding bride, has nothing to do with the Lu family.

But as Lu Shenxing's widow, even if she wants to remarry, she must stay in the Lu family for at least one year, so as not to be criticized.

But in this case, Song Mingyi couldn't tell Lu Yimoming.

Song Mingyi touched Lu Yimo's little head and said: "Mo Mo, you have to remember that there is not only black and white right and wrong in this world. Sometimes it may seem that it is good for you, but it may not be really right or wrong, and it may not be true that it is bad for you. It’s really bad for you.”

"Is it the same as my father being strict with me, but my second uncle said that my father deliberately tortured me and didn't like me as his son?"

"Yes. Your father is strict with you because he wants you to learn skills well and be able to stand on your own in the future. Your second uncle said that your father is torturing you to sow discord. Mo Mo is so smart that he will definitely not be fooled, right? "

Lu Yimo said: "Mom, I know, I don't believe what my second uncle said."

"Mo Mo is so smart." Song Mingyi held Lu Yimo's hand, made him sit at the dining table, and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

It was a Sunday. Song Mingyi didn't have to go to the company, and Lu Yimo was there, so she didn't deal with other official matters, but continued to draw Lu Mingzhu's design.

She had already had the inspiration and started drawing the design very quickly. After she finished drawing, she raised her head and moved her cervical vertebrae, and saw Lu Yimo sitting obediently reading a book.

That's so cute.

Song Mingyi couldn't help but take out another piece of paper and quickly draw Lu Yimo on the paper.

Lu Yimo walked over and exclaimed: "Mom, is this me?"

"Yes. Do you like it?"

"I like it. It's just that I'm the only one in this painting. It would be better if there is a mother."

Song Mingyi said: "How about I find a painter to paint for us?"

"Mom, I can do it." Lu Yimo said and took the brush from Song Mingyi's hand.

Lu Yimo is young, and his paintings reflect the immaturity of his age.

But he was very sensitive to colors and full of feelings for her, so the paintings he painted were unexpectedly beautiful.

In addition to her surprise, Lu Yimo also added Lu Shenxing.

Two children, one large and one small, appear together in the same painting in unexpected harmony, like a real family.

"Mo Mo, your painting is so good, so great."

Lu Yimo was a little shy when praised by Song Mingyi, but he was obviously very happy.

But soon Lu Yimo's eyes turned red: "It would be great if dad could still see it."

"Mo Mo." Song Mingyi felt very uncomfortable when she saw Lu Yimo shed tears.

She wished she could tell Lu Yimo right now that there was no need to shed tears for Lu Shenxing, he was fine.

However, as Song Mingyi, she shouldn't know.

She could only hold Lu Yimo into her arms and coax him: "Momo, don't cry, everything will be fine."

"Yes." Lu Yimo nodded, smelling Song Mingyi's scent, and hugged her hard.

The day passed quickly.

When it got dark, someone from the Lu family came to pick up Lu Yimo.

Song Mingyi sent Lu Yimo to the door.

"Mom, I'm leaving."

"it is good."

Lu Yimo reluctantly watched Song Mingyi walk out. When he reached the door, he stopped: "Mom, I have to see dad off at home tomorrow, will you come?"

"Yes. Tomorrow I will go to Shanhaiju to pick you up and we will go to the old house together."

……

The Lu family is going to hold Lu Shenxing's memorial service at their old house.

Holding funerals in the old house is a right that only successive heads of the family have.

Logically speaking, for such a big event as the death of the head of the family, the funeral should have been arranged long ago.

It's just that Lu Shenxing's death was sudden, and as a mother, Mrs. Lu has never been able to accept it.

However, no matter how much she refused to accept it, Lu Shenxing died and his body was placed in the morgue, and she could not escape.

In the end, Mrs. Lu took the initiative to bring up this matter.

Mrs. Lu told Mr. Lu: "Although my son was born into a wealthy family like the Lu family, he has not enjoyed much blessing. He is gone now, and I want him to find peace as soon as possible."

When Song Mingyi heard these words, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Perhaps this is the best explanation of the pity for parents in the world.

The Lu family is destined to be busy today. As Lu Shenxing's son and the eldest grandson of the Lu family, Lu Yimo must arrive early.

Song Mingyi quickly went to Shanhaiju to pick up Lu Yimo.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhang was surprised to see her when she opened the door.

"Young Madam, didn't you pick up the young master and leave? Why are you back again? Did you forget to take something?"