"Why did you smash the phone? Don't you have money here? Let our family settle down first." Yang Chunhua immediately rushed over to check the phone.

It's just that Lu Jingfan hit it too hard, the screen was shattered and the phone couldn't be turned on at all.

Lu Jingfan frowned: "Dad, Mom, I don't believe you are calling your friends too. None of you are loyal."

Mr. Lu: "I just dropped my phone."

Yang Chunhua: "My mobile phone is also missing."

Lu Jingfan: "..."

After struggling for so long, they were tired and hungry, so they had no choice but to go to the nearest park to make do with it for the night.

It’s just that although the benches in the park are public, they are the best paradise for beggars, and these three outsiders cannot grab them.

Then, they were driven to the road and fell asleep leaning against the stone pillars.

The next day.

There was a ding-dong sound.

As soon as Lu Jingfan opened his eyes, he saw two small round things falling in front of him.

It took Lu Jingfan a long time to realize that these were two one-dollar steel coins.

For a wealthy young man who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth, this face value was unexpectedly small.

When the young lady standing in front of him saw Lu Jingfan staring at her, she thought Lu Jingfan was too moved.

The young lady smiled and said: "Let's buy two plain steamed buns to cushion your belly first."

After saying that, the young lady left on high heels.

There were more people in the morning, and people came one after another to show their love.

Some were given egg-filled pancakes, while others were given soy milk.

Looking at the increasing amount of food in front of them, Lu Jingfan and his family finally came to their senses.

"Do they think we are beggars?"

"I, the dignified second master of the Lu family, have been using these poor people to give me alms since I was a child?"

Yang Chunhua even grabbed the food and threw it at passers-by: "Go away, who are you insulting with such a broken thing!"

Yang Chunhua made a gust of wind and successfully drove away the passers-by. She also smashed the food sent by the well-wishers.

After spending a lot of energy, I became even hungrier.

However, the food was smashed by her.

Mr. Lu was so hungry that he couldn't bear it anymore. He immediately pointed at his wife and yelled, "Why are you so crazy? You smashed everything, what are you going to eat?"

During this day and night, Yang Chunhua's patience reached its limit: "Why are you angry at me? Why didn't you stop me when I smashed it just now? Or are you really going to eat these junk food?"

Yes.

These one- or two-dollar buns are indeed lower than rubbish in Mr. Lu's eyes, but he is hungry now, and even this kind of rubbish has become a supreme delicacy.

Lu Jingfan did not blame each other with his parents. He raised a smile and stopped a passerby.

"Beauty, can you please help me buy something to eat, just breakfast from Zhenweixuan. I am the second young master of the Lu family. You helped me this time, and I will repay you in the future."

The young lady who was stopped couldn't help but cursed: "Are you crazy? A stinky beggar also wants to eat Zhenweixuan? He hasn't even woken up in broad daylight!"

The young lady rolled her eyes and left. As she walked, she complained to her companions: "What kind of quality? Do you still want to eat Zhenwei Xuan? I don't dare to be so extravagant on my birthday."

Lu Jingfan refused to give up and continued to block people on the road, and was scolded without any surprise.

It was finally time to go to work, and there were fewer pedestrians on the road.

Lu Jingfan, who had asked for nothing, returned to the roadside.

He leaned on the stone pillar, enduring the hunger in his stomach and body. He felt in a daze that he was even more desperate at this moment than when he faced the big white tiger yesterday.

Song Mingyi stayed at the old house last night.

Mainly because she finished her work very late, and Mo Mo clung to her again, so she stayed.

Song Mingyi woke up very early, mainly worried about Mo Mo's condition. Mo Mo was seriously injured yesterday.

"Mother."

When Lu Yimo saw Song Mingyi coming, he smiled and stretched out his hand towards Song Mingyi. The smile on his small face was a little weak.

Song Mingyi put her hand on Lu Yimo's little head: "I have a fever."

Although it was dealt with in a timely manner yesterday, the injury was serious after all. Lu Yimo was still young and developed a fever.

"Well, Uncle Xie has already visited and said that fever is a normal phenomenon and there is nothing to worry about."

"I know it's normal, but I can't do it." Song Mingyi said seriously: "Because I like Mo Mo, and when I see Mo Mo feeling uncomfortable, I feel very worried, and I wish I could take my own life."

Lu Yimo shook his little head into a rattle: "I would rather have a fever. I don't want my mother to suffer for me." He raised his little head and said seriously: "My mother should be beautiful and be my cutest princess. Your Highness."

Song Mingyi couldn't help but cover her chest.

Who knows?

She was really fascinated by Lu Yimo, how could there be such a cute child in this world.

She hugged Lu Yimo and said, "Mo Mo, if there is magic in this world, I will definitely try my best to learn it."

In this way, she could make Lu Yimo small, put it in her pocket, and take him away, never to be separated.

"Then I also want to study." Lu Yimo rested his little head on Song Mingyi's lap, showing attachment all over his body, including every hair.

Mrs. Lu saw this scene when she came in.

She always knew that Song Mingyi and Lu Yimo had a good relationship, but she didn't expect that they could be so close.

"Mom." Song Mingyi stood up.

Lu Yimo also called grandma sweetly.

Mrs. Lu: "Mo Mo is so good. How are you feeling now?"

"It hurts a little, but just a little." Lu Yimo said, "Fortunately, my mother came in time yesterday, otherwise I might not be able to see my grandma today."

Mrs. Lu couldn't help but think of those photos, her heart tightened suddenly, and she was filled with fear.

God knows how scared she was when she saw Mo Mo being dropped on the beam yesterday.

She really thought she was going to lose her precious grandchild.

Lu Yimo was still very uncomfortable after taking the medicine and soon fell asleep.

Mrs. Lu tucked in the quilt and came out of the room with Song Mingyi.

"Song Mingyi."

Mrs. Lu stopped Song Mingyi who was leaving and looked up at her.

Song Mingyi was a little scared when Mrs. Lu looked at her: "Mom, where did I make it..." No.

Before Song Mingyi finished speaking, she was interrupted by Mrs. Lu.

Mrs. Lu said: "Thank you. I have been owing you a thank you since yesterday."

"I saved Mo Mo because I like Mo Mo, no need to say thank you."

Mrs. Lu didn't expect Song Mingyi to say that. Her expression was a little complicated. After a moment, she whispered: "I'm sorry. I drove you away from the Lu family before."

"Don't apologize. Why did you drive me away? I know very well that it was all for my own good. You were worried that Lu Shenxing wouldn't be able to save you, and that I, the bride who wanted to marry you, would be angered if she failed to do so. That's why you wanted me to leave. . I understand everything." Song Mingyi said sincerely: "I am the one who needs to thank you. Thank you."

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