klisemfg Chapter 238 Fake Lu Jingyuan; Lu Xixiao: Grandpa will try to marry my sister home to be your grandmo
Chapter 238 Fake Lu Jingyuan; Lu Xixiao: Grandpa will try to marry my sister home to be your grandmo
Grandpa pretends to be a grandson.
Wen Li received the money.
I never thought that the person opposite was a fake Lu Jingyuan.
Lu Xixiao held the phone and fell silent when he saw the "Payment Received" displayed on the screen - he responded in no more than ten seconds... before Lu Xixiao could think about it.
Two transfers popped up on the screen in succession.
Wen Li initiated two transfers.
Two hundred thousand respectively.
The total is four hundred thousand.
In addition, the "Happy New Year" emoticon package he had just sent along with the transfer was also sent back to him, no, to Jingyuan.
His phone was silent, and there was still no response to the transfer he initiated ten minutes ago.
She probably wasn't looking at her phone just now, right?
Lu Xixiao thought so and comforted himself.
However, Wen Li, who should have been holding his phone right after replying to Lu Jingyuan, still hadn't responded to his...
The comparison between the two is so tragic.
Is it because she has too much information and her own has sunk to the bottom?
The little guy who received a lot of red envelopes climbed onto the sofa and sat next to Lu Xixiao. He found that his little grandfather was holding two mobile phones and looking at them intently, motionless with a frown on his face.
The little guy subconsciously looked at his phone.
Too bad I'm not high enough to see the screen.
Lu Xixiao: "My sister gave us New Year's money."
He showed the phone to the kid.
The little guy happily accepted one of the transfers.
He sensibly left the rest for his grandfather.
Lu Xixiao's fingertips moved slightly. He knew very well that none of the money in these two transfers was his, but he was still shameless and tried to save face in front of the little guy. He accepted the transfer from Wen Li with his own hands as if deceiving himself. No matter who she sent it to, he received it with his own hands.
Lu Xixiao, who had benefited from Lu Jingyuan's help and received a transfer from Wen Li, was not much comforted after experiencing it.
Later, it was discovered that Wen Li had transferred two sums of 200,000 yuan in a row.
Isn’t this WeChat her personal one?
Lu Xixiao felt that he was becoming as sensitive as Jing Yuan.
Wen Li received a voice message from the little guy.
A baby voice said: "Thank you, sister~"
Grandma looked over curiously: "Whose child is this?"
Wen Li put down the phone: "It's from a friend."
The little guy gave all the red envelopes to Lu Xixiao for safekeeping. Being a little hungry, he took a piece of cake and ate it, waiting obediently for his meal.
The eldest daughter of the third son of the Lu family married a senior whom she met while studying in Germany last year. She gave birth to a daughter a few months ago. The couple returned from Germany with their newborn daughter to celebrate the New Year.
The little mixed-race baby is very beautiful and everyone is surrounding her to coax her. She is still in the babbling stage, but her parents can't wait to teach her to call mom and dad, and they are happy to do so.
The little fellow held a half-eaten cake and watched the scene quietly. His little mouth moved intermittently as he chewed the cake unconsciously. He held the remaining half in his hand for a long time without taking another bite. It seemed that he had forgotten to eat and he had also forgotten that he was hungry.
The little guy just looked at it, a little absent-minded.
Everyone was immersed in the New Year's atmosphere, chatting, playing, coaxing children, and the room was full of laughter.
No one noticed the small Lu Jingyuan sitting quietly on the sofa next to Lu Xixiao. The little guy who was forgotten in such a happy family atmosphere looked extremely lonely and pitiful.
Lu Xixiao was still holding his phone, waiting for Wen Li's reply.
Even the dignified Fifth Master Lu had money to give out but the other party didn't want it. Lu Xixiao felt like he had the same dark cloud as Lu Jingyuan.
At this moment, it was pressing down on him, there was thunder, and it was about to rain.
At this moment, he looked at the little guy beside him with a sense of something, and saw that the little guy was staring at one place quietly, and forgot to eat the cakes in his hand. Following the little guy's line of sight, Lu Xixiao saw his third brother and his family surrounding the child.
Although the little guy didn't say anything, didn't express anything, and didn't cry, Lu Xixiao knew what he was thinking at the moment, and he also knew the loss and discomfort in his heart. The little guy's excessive understanding and well-behavedness made Lu Xixiao feel a little uncomfortable.
Putting away the phone, he called him softly: "Jing Yuan?"
The little guy looked at him.
Lu Xixiao put the person on his lap and picked up the pile of red envelopes that the little guy next to him had asked him to keep.
"How much New Year's money did you receive this year? Have you counted it?"
The little guy shook his head.
"Do you remember how much everyone gave?"
"Ah."
"Grandpa hasn't given it to me yet. I'll give it to him when we get back from dinner. Let's count how many are here first."
"Ah."
The little guy remembered every card or amount of cash in every red envelope, and he told his grandfather about them one by one. However, his eyes couldn't help but look at the third grandfather and his family who were holding the child and coaxing him. He looked at the child, the child's parents, and the child surrounded by his parents and relatives, cherishing and loving him...
On the way back after eating the New Year’s Eve dinner.
The little guy held one of Lu Xixiao's fingers and walked silently. He did the same when he was eating just now. Because he didn't want Lu Xixiao to worry, he tried to eat more even if he didn't want to eat at the table.
Lu Xixiao stopped and said, "Grandpa, hold me."
He picked up the little guy.
The little guy lay on the familiar and warm shoulder, but his heart did not feel comforted. Instead, his sense of loss and loneliness became stronger.
He pursed his lips, looking as if he was about to cry.
Afraid of being discovered by her little grandfather, she rubbed her eyes with her little hands as if to cover up her guilt, trying hard to hold it in, and then moved closer to Lu Xixiao.
Lu Xixiao placed his big hand on the small back.
Asked softly: "Is Jingyuan unhappy?"
The little guy shook his head vigorously, without saying a word or looking up.
After a while, the little one lying on his shoulder suddenly uttered two words in a muffled voice: "... Dad... Mom..."
His voice was choked with sobs, and the little guy quickly closed his mouth and pursed it tightly, fearing that he would cry.
Lu Xixiao gently rubbed the little head on his shoulder.
"Jingyuan misses mom and dad?"
The little guy didn't respond or speak, because he knew he had no parents and there was no point in thinking.
"Jingyuan has a father and a mother, and they love Jingyuan very much. When Jingyuan grows up a little, he will know where they are going."
Mom and Dad, the little ones know what they are, especially after they go to daycare. All the children in daycare have mom and dad. Even if some children’s parents are separate and not often together, they still have mom and dad and can still see them.
Only he doesn't have it and can't see it.
The little guy has a dull personality and likes to keep everything to himself. Lu Xixiao originally wanted him to interact more with other children, but the little guy became less and less talkative after he went to the daycare class.
Fortunately, he met Wen Li not long after. The little guy was very willing to get close to Wen Li and General Hei, and his temperament became much more cheerful.
Lu Xixiao: "Little Grandpa, like Jing Yuan, also lost his parents when he was very young. It was Jing Yuan's grandparents who raised him."
The little guy hugged his grandfather tightly with heartache.
"My sister has never had a father or mother with her since she was a child. She was raised by her grandmother." The heartache in Lu Xixiao's eyes became more obvious.
"Grandpa can also be Jingyuan's father." He immediately changed his tone to a lighter one: "Then Grandpa will try harder and try to marry my sister home to Jingyuan as his grandmother, okay?"