"Bao'er is not afraid, Mom and your father are here, don't be afraid. ”

Li Shengnan approached the girl's ear and coaxed softly, and the hand that had covered her ear moved to her forehead again, and her tentacles were hot.

"It's burning again. ”

Li Shengnan was angry and anxious, and glanced at the courtyard in disgust.

"Seeing the sky, it's a mess! The kid is done making a fuss with his daughter, and the little one is done with the adult, and he doesn't want to make us feel better, right?!"

Song Chunan ignored her complaints, rubbed his hands twice, and leaned into the quilt to touch his daughter's back.

"I'm sweating, maybe the fever-reducing injection has worked. Don't worry, feed your daughter some water first, look at this dry lips, don't crack and peel, it hurts. ”

Li Shengnan was worried that his daughter's heart would prevail, so he pushed him with anger.

"You go pour water and mix some brown sugar. I changed Bao'er's wet clothes and moved them to our bed, so that I wouldn't have to ice her again. ”

Song Chun'an Mali went out:

"There's malt cream, I'll soak it. Wait for me to come back and change clothes and quilts together, so that you don't have to mess it up alone, and then let your daughter catch the wind. ”

Song Chun'an closed the door of the West House and roared towards the courtyard with a calm face:

"Stop, these old guests at home are here, make a face!"

Daddy Song has also arrived home at this time, sitting there touching the cigarette bag and pot in his hand, and there is a snow-white cigarette pinned to his ear, which should have been scattered by Director Yang.

The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at the fifth child, knocked the cigarette pouch and pot twice on the bench, and said gently:

"Urgent, useful, what should I do, what should I do? ”

Song Chunan knew that the old man had a tall and abrasive temperament when the sky fell, so he gritted his teeth and endured the sentence "I can't talk to you" to save face for his father in front of outsiders.

"The child was frightened in a dream, and now it burns again, and he can't wake up crying, so I feed him some water. ”

Song Chunan patiently explained to Director Yang and them, took the enamel jar and washed half a jar of malt milk essence water, and strode back to the West House while stirring.

"I'm going to see my sister. ”

Gu Mingjing unexpectedly got up and followed.

It was too noisy outside, and he preferred to hide in a less crowded back room.

Anyway, the director said that he should get along with Song Ci more and get familiar with each other as soon as possible so that they can film.

He was doing things according to orders, and it was not abrupt.

Wei Xiaofu was timid, so frightened that she cowered in the corner and was at a loss, wishing that no one could see her.

Seeing her cousin suddenly appear, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Xiao Jing took the initiative to visit the patient?

He and Song Ci have only known each other for the first day, right?

It's incredible!

Thinking about it this way, some details that had been overlooked before came to mind.

As soon as the two children met, Song Ci's small mouth was deliberately angry, and she made her brother angry.

She swore that she saw Xiao Jing's face change, and later quarreled with Song Ci.

Just like a normal child.

He also ate sugar water eggs!

Wouldn't it be because Song porcelain was eating deliciously that he was willing to move the spoon?

Wei Xiaofu felt hot inexplicably.

Her awkward and picky eater Xiao Jing finally has a normal child's reaction again!

Amitabha Buddha blesses, they can finally rest assured.

Gu Mingjing followed him to the West House, his nose suddenly itched, and he hurriedly raised his hand and rubbed it vigorously, enduring the sneeze back.

If someone misunderstands that he has a cold, he will worry about infecting the little girl, and then kick him out, right?

It's so noisy and annoying......

Song Ci opened his eyes at this time, and his ignorant vision bumped into the young man standing upright at the door, and the residual tears in his eyes fell uncontrollably.

Gu Mingjing suddenly felt uncomfortable for no reason.

He silently looked at the intimate family of three over there.

The mother held the child to wipe her tears, and the father patiently scooped up a spoonful of sugar water and cooled it and coaxed her to drink it;

Adults seem to have countless gentleness and patience, and children are aggrieved and enjoy it reasonably.

Gu Mingjing looked at it and quietly clenched his fists.