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Chapter 119

When Wen Nuan went downstairs, she saw two children, Lu Jiaming and Lu Yuming, standing there blankly looking at her, a little timidly.

She glanced at the two of them lightly. Maybe they had been playing in the snow for too long, so their clothes were a little wet, and their faces and hands were red from the cold.

In the previous life, there was also a heavy snowfall. The two children made a fuss and wanted to go out to play in the snow. Wen Nuan let her play for a while and then came back. Feng Xiulian scolded her for being lenient, saying that the children could not even play in the snow.

As a result, Lu Yuming had a fever when he came back from playing in the snow. The fever was very severe at the time. It kept coming back for a long time. The fever subsided during the day and became high at night. Nuan Wen lost three kilograms due to the torment.

In this life, she pursed her lips and glanced at the two of them lightly, and finally said, "Your clothes are wet, go home quickly."

"Bah, I want you to take care of it." Lu Yuming said angrily from behind, "You are a bad woman, bullying my grandma."

She heard it from downstairs.

Wen Nuan smiled.

So, people can't be so kind.

Lu Jinchuan narrowed his eyes and the two children shrank in fear. Lu Jiaming hurriedly pulled his sister behind him, "Uncle, grandpa, we are going home right now."

After saying that, he pulled Lu Yuming and hurriedly ran into the corridor.

Just as he entered the corridor, he saw Lu Guozhi carrying Feng Xiulian downstairs, who was groaning. As he walked, he said to Lu Jiaming, "Take my sister home quickly, and dad will take grandma to the hospital."

Lu Yuming covered his mouth.

There were sounds from the corridor just now, as well as grandma's screams. She always thought it was grandma who was pretending.

After all, her grandma has always been a very powerful person in her heart, and no one in Kyoto dares to quarrel with her grandma, let alone hit her.

But Nuan Nuan not only beat Feng Xiulian, she also beat her so severely.

His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he couldn't even walk.

Lu Yuming was a little scared. She had scolded Wen Nuan just now. Fortunately, her uncle and grandpa were here. Otherwise, if she were beaten up as a child, she wouldn't even have a place to cry.

"Brother," Lu Yuming said to Lu Jiaming tremblingly, "let's not talk to that woman anymore."

Untouchable.

Lu Jiaming nodded solemnly.

"And the one upstairs," he added.

These two are two sisters, both of whom are not easy to mess with.

Regarding Wen Juan, Lu Yuming pursed his lips, but he was not afraid of her as much as he was afraid of Wen Juan.

Nuan Nuan didn't know that it was because of this shocking incident that Lu Yuming became afraid of her.

"I'm going to make some porridge for grandma," she whispered warmly when she got home, "I won't be back tonight."

She is going to the hospital to accompany her grandma.

"Come here first," Lu Jinchuan looked for the medicine box at home with a sullen face, "I will go with you later."

"Just a little bit..." Wen Nuan whispered, but Lu Jinchuan had already stood up, pulled her to the table, sat down, and disinfected her hands without saying a word.

'Hiss...' Wen Nuan frowned. It hurt a little when the iodine was applied to the wound. She wanted to retract her hand, but Lu Jinchuan held it tightly, "Hold on."

"How much of that medicinal wine is left?" Lu Jinchuan asked seriously while waiting for the good medicine. He did not let go of Nuan Nuan.

"There are only a few bottles left," Wen Nuan grinned, "I gave Master two bottles two days ago. If you want, I can give you more..."

"From now on, if anyone wants this medicine, just push it to me and ask them to come to me." Lu Jinchuan said.

Zhou Jin wanted to put his hand on Lu Jinchuan's shoulder, but was stopped by his eyes.

"What about that?" Zhou Jin said, "We have such a good relationship, let me try it too."

"No." Lu Jinchuan glanced at him lightly.

But in my heart, I made another note for Zhang Zhigang.

The mouth is weak.


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