The days when I was a bunny in a wealthy family

Lu Chong never thought that his little grandson would come back with swollen eyes after jumping out.

"Grandpa." Lu Zichen hugged Lu Chong's waist, sobbing.

"What's the matter, my dear." Lu Chong bent down distressedly, trying to hug him, but Lu Haoting who had just changed his shoes saw him, and hurriedly called Dad.

"Don't hug him all the time, give it to me, your waist is not healed yet."

"No, I want grandpa to hug me." Lu Zichen felt aggrieved again.There are not many ways for children to express their grievances. They just feel that their eyes are sour, and tears flow down uncontrollably.

"Lu Haoting!" Lu Chong felt uncomfortable, protected his grandson, and raised his voice to his son: "Tell me what's going on! Didn't you go to find his little teacher? Why are you crying like this?"

"Don't be angry, give him to me, and I'll explain..."

"Lu Haoting, is there someone like you who is an uncle!"

Lu Chong's temper was originally violent, but when he saw him stretching out his hand to snatch Lu Zichen, he suddenly became angry and shouted: "Lu Haoting! I came all the way here, your mother's home is gone, and I just want to see my grandson Smile. Yes, as long as you can, you have to be strict with the child. You don’t want to think about how old he is, so you just have the heart to say this and that. Look, you’re scolding me again, right? "

"Dad, I didn't, you listen to my explanation..."

"I'm too lazy to listen to your explanation, so you can deliberately make things difficult for me! If that's the case, don't take the child with you. I'll pick him up and send him back to Wanting girl."

"dad!"

"Stinky boy, what are you doing so loudly?!"

"Give me Chenchen."

Lu Haoting's expression was very bad, he stepped forward in two steps, and hugged his nephew from Lu Chong's arms.Lu Zichen had never seen his uncle lose his temper with his grandpa like this, he was so frightened that he forgot to cry, and curled up in a ball blankly, looking up at the two of them cautiously.

Lu Chong was so angry that his face was flushed, he pointed at his son and scolded: "You unfilial bastard, why are you talking to your father, are you going to rebel!"

Lu Haoting has been scolded a lot since he was a child, but this sentence sounds the harshest, but he really has no temper, and he doesn't get angry, he grits his teeth, his face is as white as paper.

Lu Chong was still angry: "I'll call my daughter right now and let her see how my son is doing, whether he will come back or not."

Lu Zichen wiped away his tears, raised his head and said in fear, "Uncle, what's wrong with Grandpa?"

Lu Chong picked up his mobile phone to dial, while Lu Haoting stood beside him holding his nephew, he didn't speak, but his eyes turned red.

From the moment his father picked up the phone, there was a force in Lu Haoting's body screaming non-stop, almost breaking out of his body.

He was about to yell, his sister had left long ago, no one would answer that number, his father was old, and his mother was still sick, besides him, who else had the capital to bear all the bloody things!

He opened his mouth several times, his throat choked, and the hand holding Lu Zichen trembled violently.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you?" The little brat stretched out his arms and hugged his uncle tightly.

"I-I'm fine."

The moment the little arms came up, miraculously, that devilish impulse was calmed down.Two years ago, when he was abroad alone, when he heard the news of Lu Wanting's accident, he was almost on the verge of collapse. It was Lu Zichen's father who hugged Chenchen, and that gave him a little hope of surviving.

"Uncle, why are you shaking? Are you cold?" The little hand reached into Lu Haoting's coat and rubbed his arm vigorously.

"Uncle is not cold." Lu Haoting swallowed back the truth that was about to spew out, and whispered to his nephew: "Chenchen, mom is busy, tell grandpa to stop calling again."

Lu Zichen nodded sensiblely, turned to his grandfather and said, "Grandpa, stop beating, mom is busy, and uncle didn't scold Chen Chen either."

Lu Zichen's words were always useful, but Lu Chong didn't get through anyway, so he snorted, dropped his phone on the sofa, turned and went back to his room.

"Go, follow your grandfather."

Lu Haoting put down his nephew, patted him on the back, Lu Zichen nodded, and called his grandfather to chase after Lu Chong.

After the door closed, Lu Haoting froze in place for a while.

He didn't know how long he stood before he felt dizzy. He leaned on the sofa and sat down, burying his hands deeply in his hair.