So desolate: often pitted by a black-bellied husband

Looking at the checkers, Pei Yifeng probably took them out just now. Looking at the current situation, poor Zhang Mofei has no place to jump, and she is still thinking and observing seriously with her cheeks tilted and her neck tilted.

Lu Anyi didn't know what she was thinking, so she simply reached out and hugged the eccentric little girl, pinched her nose and pointed at the chess position and said to her, "Look, you have here, here, and here, There is no way to go, you lost this game again, what are you still thinking about? Little idiot."

Unexpectedly, the little friend Zhang Mofei said surprisingly, "I was thinking that Yang Yang is not loyal at all."

Lu Anyi felt very curious by herself, "Why is Yang Yang so disloyal?"

Zhang Mofei pursed her mouth, and said very unhappy, "He has no grace at all, and he won't let me go. My father said that he is not a good person who kills people like this." [

Lu Anyi "..."

After she realized that Lu Zhenyang had been hugged by Pei Yifeng at some point, and there was a smile on her face that made Lu Anyi feel uncomfortable.

Lu Anyi carried Zhang Mofei to the sofa and said as she walked, "Feifei, playing chess is just like a battlefield. Who doesn't want to win a battle on the battlefield? If you don't kill the enemy, the enemy will kill you, you know?"

Pei Yifeng put Lu Zhenyang on the sofa, looked at Lu Anyi, "It's wrong to educate children like this."

Lu Anyi hugged Zhang Mofei next to Lu Zhenyang, sighed and said, "I don't feel like I need to educate children, I have no experience in educating children."

Pei Yifeng was busy arranging the dishes, helping Lu Zhenyang and Zhang Mofei settle down, then raised her head and asked Lu Anyi, "Why don't you educate your children?"

"I feel like it's usually the children who are educating me." Lu Anyi said with an expression on her face that seemed to lament her failure as a mother.

One year has passed, and the new year is coming again. Seeing that the Spring Festival is getting closer and closer, the snow has been falling continuously, stopping and falling. Zhang Mofei has not been back once since entering the hospital to accompany Lu Zhenyang.

Zhang Yang and Liu Xizi came to invite them several times but did not invite them back. In the evening, Lu Anyi washed the two children, put them to sleep, and sat on the sofa to chat with Pei Yifeng.

"Yifeng, the doctor said that Yangyang can't wait any longer and needs chemotherapy." Lu Anyi's voice trembled.

Pei Yifeng tightly held Lu Anyi's hands, his eyes were bloodshot, it could be seen that he hadn't slept well for a long time, and Lu Anyi was the same, there was not a day when she was not awakened by a dream.

Pei Yifeng didn't speak, and Lu Anyi asked again in a trembling voice, "What should we do if this continues?"

"An Yi, take some time to visit Aunt Qiong."

Pei Yifeng suddenly changed the topic to Aunt Qiong, Lu Anyi's heart skipped a beat, feeling that there was some bad news coming, she stared at Pei Yifeng's face with her round eyes, and asked Pei Yifeng what she wanted to know.

Pei Yifeng lowered his head and sighed, "Aunt Qiong's days are numbered."

Lu Anyi's hand trembled and was held tightly by Pei Yifeng. She shook her head and said, "Yifeng, why does God treat her so unfairly for such a kind person like Aunt Qiong?"

"An Yi!" Pei Yifeng didn't say much, he hugged Lu Anyi tightly, and he sucked his nose hard.

Lu Anyi raised her head when she heard Pei Yifeng sniffling,