They plan to send it to grandpa in the afternoon.
In the car, Su Yao said a little excitedly: “Grandpa probably will dislike this ugly pot.”
Fu Jingchen said: “what if he really dislikes it?”
Su Yao gave him a white look: “how come you can’t speak so much? Grandpa likes me so much. You don’t know what love is. No matter how ugly grandpa is, he will stay.”
“Then you still ask me?”
Su Yao curled her lips and muttered: “There is no common language.”
Fu Jingchen squinted at her: “you don’t have a common language with me, so who do you have?”
Su Yao was about to speak when Fu Jingchen’s cell phone rang.
Seeing that Lian Suchu called, Fu Jingchen said to Su Yao, “I’m driving, you can pick it up.”
Su Yao picked up his mobile phone and answered, “Hello, Mom, Jingchen is driving.”
“Yaoyao, Yaoyao,” Lian Suchu’s voice was full of fear: “you and Jingchen come back quickly, Ruirui…cut her wrist again.”
Su Yao’s heart tightened, and she turned to look at Fu Jingchen.
Fu Jingchen took a look at Su Yao and asked, “what’s the matter?”
Su Yao said in a deep voice, “Lu Rui committed suicide, turn around.”
Fu Jingchen clapped the horn impatiently: “why is she like this again?”
Su Yao said: “Mom is crying, she should be very anxious.”
Fu Jingchen glanced at the traffic lights at the intersection, and turned around directly.
The two did not go far.
When they came back, Lu Haifeng and Lian Suchu were trying to lift out Lu Rui who was already a little drowsy.
Even Su Chu cried into tears, and said anxiously: “Ruirui, Ruirui, you have to hold on.”
It was very difficult to see the two old people moving Lu Rui.
Fu Jingchen got out of the car and carried Lu Rui into the car.
When he was about to leave the back seat and go to the front to drive, Lu Rui suddenly reached out and took his hand.
Fu Jingchen whispered: “Lu Rui, let go of me, I want to drive.”
Lu Rui closed her eyes and didn’t move or let go.
Lian Suchu cried and said: “Jingchen, it’s important to save people. You sit in the back first. I’ll come and drive.”
Su Yao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at this scene and felt depressed.
She looked back at Lu Rui’s hand holding Fu Jingchen’s wrist.
Seeing her eyes, Fu Jingchen twitched his hands back.
But Lu Rui refused to let go. When the wrist was exerting force, the blood flowed faster.