Lu Yanhe looked at Su Jia, who was lying quietly on the bed, and sighed helplessly.

He frowned and took his son into his arms, then went downstairs and walked around the center of the community.

Lu Chen grabbed his father's big hand and followed step by step with his little short legs.

Lu Yanhe couldn't help chuckling when he looked at him struggling to follow his footsteps, but he didn't say that he wanted to hug him.

He just slowed down his pace a bit, and didn't want his son to work so hard with him.

The night was dark and the surroundings were quiet.

He patiently talked to his son about some things, although Lu Chen couldn't understand it thoroughly, but under his father's patient teaching, he could understand some of it.

It didn't take long for the little guy to forget all the unhappiness of the day.

"Dad, in fact, many single mothers will choose white lies when facing their children, saying that when you grow up, your father will come back, but my mother told me very clearly that you are separated."

Lu Chen deliberately pretended to be very sensible, "I know that sometimes life is more sad than death. ”

He worked hard to prove that he was really not a child.

Lu Yanhe looked down at him, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on his side face, which looked particularly handsome.

The person he is holding in his hands is his son, a testimony of his love with Su Jia, and a continuation of their lives.

What an amazing and great thing it is.

"I used to be ignorant, and I always asked my mother where you went, and my mother told me honestly every time that you weren't together."

Lu Yanhe chuckled, heh, yes, this is indeed Su Jia's way of educating children.

Facts are facts, and she will not choose to deceive her children with lies, even if the lies are well-intentioned.

Lu Chen said lightly, "I thought you were divorced, but I didn't know that so many things had happened between you." ”

As he spoke, he raised his little head and said in a very serious tone, "Mr. Lu Yanhe, thank you for loving my mother so much." ”

“……”

Lu Yanhe couldn't cry or laugh, but at the same time, he felt extremely sad.

He squatted down, touched his son's little head, and said gently, "Lu Chen, Dad is also very grateful to you." ”

Lu Chen was a little puzzled, "Thank me?" ”

"Yes." Lu Yanhe nodded, "Thank you for loving your mother for your father for so many years, and thank you for always guarding her and never giving up." ”

Hearing his father say this, the little one was a little embarrassed.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth, then quickly lowered his head to look at the smooth ground.

Lu Yanhe touched his son's little head and asked, "Lu Chen, you remember, my mother is a girl, she is not as strong as us, she is very fragile, and she will be sad and entangled when she encounters things, just like today, her mother passed away, you think about it empathically, if you stand in her position, will you be very sad now?" ”

"Of course!" Lu Chen nodded affirmatively, "I'll be very sad and sad!" ”

"That's right." Lu Yanhe smiled and continued to teach earnestly, "She was very sad today, so she ignored your feelings, but if you only care about your own displeasure and get angry with your mother, then you are really too willful." ”

"I know," Lu Chen's child said seriously, as if taking an oath, "I will never be angry with my mother again in the future." ”