After finishing the company's business on Friday, she went back to the hospital and went to bed with her again. In the middle of the night, Lu Yao was lying on the edge of the bed and barely slept in the past.
The doctor said that the old man's life was just in these two days, so even if he fell asleep, Lu Yao's dream was full of his father's shadow.
At that time, the high spirited judge Lu stood in front of the huge bookshelf in his study, spread out a thick judicial book, casually opened one and read it half way. Then he turned back with a smile and asked her, "Yao'er, what's behind it?"
Lu Yao is half leaning by the door, carelessly stirring the coffee in her hand. She pretends to frown and ponder for a long time. In fact, she is not interested in justice. How can she know.
In the end, she was usually deceived by her gag. Sometimes she was not convinced and asked, "who can recite such a thick book?"
Lu Yao can't remember how long ago it was. She only knew that before she got married, this kind of scene seemed to happen from time to time.
At that time, his father was not so thin. He was hale and hearty, and his thick black hair was well groomed. When he heard such unconvinced questions, he would smile, close the book in his hand and hand it out, "don't believe you'll come and test me?"
Lu Yao didn't believe it again. After two attempts, she had a good sense. She didn't dare to use such words to challenge her father. He was a born judge. She always believed that.
When she was a child, she wore two ponytails on her father's knee to prepare for various examinations with him. At last, she fell asleep with no effort. Her father usually touched her cheek and said firmly and fully: "Yao'er, dad wants to be a good judge and set an example for Yao'er."
Those memories that had been buried in her heart for a long time flooded into Lu Yao's mind in her dream. She was very restless in her sleep, her eyebrows were wrinkled, and her tears were still squeezed out, rolling with the back of her hand.
Early in the morning, Lu's mother brought breakfast from her home. She saw the father and daughter beside the bed and stood at the end of the bed for a long time.
She sighed, wondering why the Lu family finally became like this. If only she had stopped her husband from making mistakes at the very beginning.
As he thought, he lifted his rough hand and wiped his scarlet eyes. Lu's mother quietly put the lunch box to the head of the bed, and then walked around Lu Yao. She took out her mobile phone from her bag beside her and sent a message.
The reply came quickly. She held the mobile phone in her hand, her knuckles trembled, and she deleted the information record in a hurry, and then put the mobile phone back in again.
When Lu Yao woke up, she took a look at the time. It was still early.
It was just daybreak and sat down all night. Even with the air conditioner on, she was still numb under her feet, like falling into an ice cellar.
Holding the back neck to relax for a while, I caught a glimpse of the lunch box on the bedside table, then looked around unconsciously, but did not see the mother's figure.
At this time, the nurse just knocked on the door to change Lu Fu's liquid medicine. While carrying out the movements in her hand, she reminded Lu Yao, "just now your mother came over and said that she had something to do and would not come back until the afternoon. She told you to eat breakfast first, go back to sleep later, and your aunt will come to take care of it for a while
"Out?" Lu Yao twisted her eyebrows and couldn't think of it. "Did she say where she went?"
After changing the liquid medicine, the nurse shook her head and left the ward with a medical iron plate.
Seeing the door closed again, Lu Yao took out her mobile phone from her bag and called her mother. The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up. There was no other movement. Lu's mother's voice was calm and quiet. "Yao Yao Yao, mom wants to meet some old friends of your father and see if they can take time to come to the hospital to have a look, after all..."
She was choking for a moment.
Lu Yao's hand, which she carried to her ears, was stiff. Her eyes fell down, staring at the back of her father's blue and old hand. Suddenly, she couldn't speak. After holding back a basket of tears for a long time, I reluctantly answered a word, "good."
Before hanging up the phone, she sorted out her emotions and comforted her mother in a deep voice, "in fact, it's unnecessary. If they don't want to, dad may not want to see them."
"Well." Lu's mother listened. Her eyes did not look out of the window. The glass window was covered with water vapor, blocking all the sight. But her eyes were still empty, as if falling in the distance. "I know, Yao Yao, mother will be back in the afternoon. Don't worry."
She hung up the phone and took a long breath.
Since the accident, she has gone through all kinds of twists and turns with her husband. As soon as the news of her arrest and imprisonment came out, her colleagues and friends who used to have a close relationship with each other avoided it. How could she insult herself and ask them to come to the hospital for a look.
But --
the scene of the previous afternoon recurred in her mind. The rarely awake man lying in the hospital bed blinked at her and breathed out two words: "stream..."
He hasn't seen his granddaughter for a long time.
That day, Lu's mother looked firm and patted her husband on the chest and told him, "Xiaoxi wants to see my grandfather and will come to see you tomorrow."
In fact, Lu's mother has always been a gentle and gentle person. She has spent most of her life under the protection of her husband. She seldom needs to worry about her social and family affairs.But now it's different.
In a coffee shop in Jincheng, Mrs. Lu pushed the door in and walked two steps inside. She saw the woman sitting by the window, wearing a light gray woolen coat, and the little guy in her arms was wrapped tightly. She was making her giggle.
Shao's mother was laughing happily, and Yu Guang focused her eyes on the figure that was coming towards her. Unexpectedly, when she saw the last person she wanted to see, a bright and bright face collapsed in an instant. Subconsciously, she hugged the child tightly, and her face was on guard. "What are you going to do?"
Lu's mother's steps suddenly stopped, and there was a coffee table distance between her and Shao's mother. The expression on her face froze a little, but she managed to squeeze out a smile. "I've come to see you. I can ask for something."
She lowered herself as much as she could, hoping to achieve the desired result in the following conversation.
But Shao's mother didn't have a good face. She heard her snort from her nose, turned her head out of the window, and pretended to cover Anxi's eyes unconsciously. "Is there any time for you, judge Lu's wife, to ask for help? What do you want to do? I know it clearly. Collude with Lu Yao. Do you want to cheat me out? "
Lu's mother nervously tugged at her clothes and stood there, eager to explain: "Yao Yao doesn't know. It's me who secretly sent you messages with her mobile phone. She doesn't know..."
In order to meet Shao's mother, she finds out from the box that Lu Yao bought her a coat she didn't want to wear last year. She also finds out cosmetics that have not been used for a long time and puts on light makeup. This seems to cover up some vicissitudes and old-fashioned attitude, but compared with Shao's mother, she is still a little embarrassed.
Anxi, who was still sitting quietly in Shao's mother's arms, seemed to have heard the voice not far away. At this time, Anxi grabbed the hand that covered her eyes anxiously. Because of her strength, she turned her mouth and hummed twice, making a gesture to cry.
Mother Lu saw this, and her heart suddenly turned into a ball. Subconsciously, she walked forward and murmured in her mouth: "brook..."
As soon as she called out the little guy's name, her tears rolled down. But Shao's mother stubbornly covered Anxi's eyes until she pinched her body and cried, "grandma, grandma..."
Shao's mother's internal fire, at this moment straight to heaven.
She spent so much time and patience to cultivate a relationship with Anxi. However, the woman in front of her had to make trouble. How could she not be angry.
"Well, don't cry." She broke down a face, released the child's eyes, and then put her arms in her hands, straightened the person to face herself, and angrily yelled, "I'm your grandmother, your own grandmother."
Anxi hasn't seen the old man so fierce before. His expression of crying stopped, and then he opened his mouth. He began to cry more unscrupulously. While crying, he also twisted his head back and cried: "grandma, grandma..."
"Let me hold it." Lu's mother came over, her heart was violently seized, and her helpless hands hung in the air.
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