Master Lu, Come On

The snow is white to the eye.

In the yard, Tang Luo fights with Xiao Mufeng, while Lu Zhan watches the battle on one side. From time to time, he helps his daughter-in-law sneak attack a few times. It's still the kind of one dozen.

"You are so bullying. You have the ability to choose by yourself."

Xiao Mufeng's whole body is not a piece of place is clean, snowball hit on the body, debris into the neck, cool suddenly, skin quickly from a layer of goose bumps.

At the door, Lu Chen was sitting in the cart, waving his arms and cheering for his mother.

And his father stood beside him, and he didn't get any attention.

"You can win on your own?"

Tang Luo is quick and quick. He sees the chance. What happened to a snowball? Xiao Mufeng is still talking to her about the terms. Unexpectedly, a ball is smashed in the face of her. He quickly dodges and says, "Why are you still sneaking?"

"It's called" war never tires of deceit! "

On the stairs, little Lu chenle screamed. Lu Zhan turned and looked at his own son, "little thing, do you know how to watch the excitement?"

Little Lu Chen looks hard and doesn't understand what Lu Zhan says, but he can feel that it's not a good thing either. He just ignores it and continues to say hi to himself.

After a snow battle, Tang luore was sweating all over, his cheeks were red, his eyes were wet, and he was pure and innocent.

She rubbed her hands and picked up her son. "Chen Chen, is Gao happy?"

Xiao Lu Chen's eyes narrowed into a crack, obviously very happy.

He has just learned to sit up and drag his mother to the snow. Compared with the previous days, the outdoor temperature is higher. He wears thick clothes, and Tang Luo just lets him drag her to the snow.

Lu Zhan's son is free range, and he won't stop him. As he looks at it, he smiles all the time.

On one side, Xiao Mufeng shakes the snow on his body and sweeps Lu Zhan's eyes. He suddenly finds that he is a playmate, and he is the kind who comes to the door voluntarily. At the moment, he is blocking his heart.

He snorted and touched the red envelope in his pocket. Now he is in a bad mood. Let's talk about it later!

The mother and son stepped on their footprints in the yard, and their actions were just as childish and fun.

In the middle of the game, Ying Qinxian came and saw the two people playing in the yard from a distance, frowning slightly and saying,

"On a cold day, you two should be careful not to catch cold!"

Tang Luo was stunned. His hand was a little loose. Lu Chen was unprepared and sat down on the ground. His face was stiff. It seemed that he didn't expect his mother to catch him.

Then, Lu Zhan, as his father, saw his son's stupefied appearance and gave a rude laugh.

Tang Luo quickly helped his son up and glared at Lu Zhan. He turned his head and said with a smile, "Mom, it's snowy today. Why are you here?"

"I happened to be nearby. Come and see you by the way!"

After that, he bent over and held out his hand to little Lu Chen, "come on, grandma!"

Small Lu Chen immediately stretched out a small arm, Lu Zhan sneer, "flattery."

"How can you say that about your son?" Tang Luo is speechless. When the father and son don't have a match, one doesn't understand and the other deliberately quarrels.

Entering the room, Tang Luogang took off her coat and shivered. There was air-conditioning all over her. She didn't feel it in a moment. She just felt that she had stayed outside for a long time and didn't put it in her heart.

In the afternoon, Tang Luo had a sleep with his son in his arms. When he woke up, he felt his head was heavy, and little Lu Chen was a little listless when he woke up.

"Ah Zhan!"

Tang Luo's heart suddenly raised, "Chen Chen's spirit seems not right?"

"What?" Lu Zhan came quickly, "let me have a look."

Little Lu Chen was sitting in the quilt, with red cheeks and pajamas on his body. His skin was a little hot, his eyes were open, and he was a little absent-minded.

"Chen Chen?"

Tang Luo shouts, but Lu Chen doesn't respond as enthusiastically as before. He doesn't even look at his face.

"Ah Zhan, I don't think he's right."

Little Lu Chen has not been ill since he was born. Naturally, they don't know what the first state of illness is. Tang Luo is even more muddled and a little at a loss.

Lu Zhan's eyes sank. He turned around and took a blanket and a coat. He immediately picked up his son and said, "go, go to the hospital."

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It just snowed during the day, the road was wet and slippery, the car stopped and went, and there was no way to accelerate all the way.

Tang Luo sat in the back seat, looking at his son's red face in the safety seat. He was deeply distressed.

Little Lu Chen wakes up when he sleeps. Even if it's difficult, he doesn't cry. He just turns his head to Tang Luo's side and looks at him. He wants to be hugged by his mother.

Road condition is not good, Tang Luo also dare not hold him, can only comfort, "nothing, nothing, mom in."

In front of him, Lu Zhan's hand holding the steering wheel was tight. The yellow street lamp hit his face. He pursed his mouth. The outline of his face was cold and hard. When he opened his mouth, he was gentle,

"Don't worry, this boy is not so fragile!"

If a small cold was hit on the ground, the boy would be too disheartened!

Tang Luo's heart is on his son. He knows that he is comforting, but he is not in the mood to respond. He just keeps looking at his son.

....

After getting to the hospital, they went straight to the pediatric emergency room at night. Lu Zhan held the child, and Tang Luo followed him, saying, "doctor, my son seems to have a cold!"

"What's the matter?"

"Maybe I caught a cold outside this afternoon!"

The nurse came to untie Lu Chen's neckline and reached for the temperature. "It's OK, it's not too hot. Take your temperature first. Someone will take you to have an examination later."

"OK, thank you."

Little Lu Chen was very good all the way, quietly leaning in Lu Zhan's arms and saying nothing.

Lu Zhan touched his forehead, and there was a trace of heartache in his eyes.

Soon, the temperature came out, the nurse swept her eyes, "38 degrees, fever, after a while go to the ward, someone will give the child first physical cooling, two hours to observe the results to see the situation!"

"Good."

When his son was ill, Tang Luo's mind was in a mess. He didn't know where to go for a long time, and he was in a panic.

Little Lu Chen is lying on the bed, holding Lu Zhan's sleeve tightly, as if worried that he would be thrown down.

He this appearance, see of Lu Zhan in the heart a soft, hold his small hand, light voice way, "don't be afraid, dad is here."

On one side, Tang Luo looked at his son's red face. His face was even more ugly. "If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have a fever!"

"The doctor said it's just a cold. It's ok if the temperature goes down."

Lu Zhan comforted, "I let you go out to play, my responsibility is greater."

"Ah Zhan..."

"Well, don't think so much about it. I don't think it's a big deal for this boy. Just wait until the fever goes down. It's OK!"

Later, Tang Luo fell asleep with his son. In the middle of the night, little Lu Chen's fever subsided. When he woke up and saw Lu Zhan, he looked at Lu Zhan for a long time and suddenly opened his mouth,

"... ba... Ba..."