Chapter 62: Song Chenguang has a high fever

Song Chenguang's small body twisted and quieted down, and after a while, the little feet moved again, and his body quietly turned to Xu Xiuxiu: "Mom." Song Chenguang looked at Xu Xiuxiu with blurred tears in his eyes, that look so pitiful.

Xu Xiuxiu looked at the little guy and said half-loudly, "Come here!" He greeted Song Chenguang, and his tone softened a lot.

It's really this stinky boy who looks too good, as soon as she looks pitiful, she resists incompetence, every time she punishes him, she has to cheer herself up, otherwise she will definitely give up halfway, plus the weather is cold now, the clothes on this little guy are still wet, she is worried that there will be problems after a long time, but she can't lose a big one because of a small one.

"Mom." Song Chenguang's mood immediately recovered, and he rushed to Xu Xiuxiu with his short legs, and then hugged Xu Xiuxiu's calves loyally.

This kid is used to holding his calves!

Xu Xiuxiu shook her red lips, reached out and stuffed the crispy rice strips she was holding in her hand into the little guy's mouth, Song Chenguang suddenly grinned with satisfaction, Xu Xiuxiu bent down and picked up the little guy and walked into the bedroom.

Here, Zhao Nan took a long time to change his clothes, and just as he was about to rush to the hall to rescue his younger brother from suffering, he saw Xu Xiuxiu carrying Song Chenguang into the house, and then quickly took off the little guy's clothes, picked up the huge bath towel on the side and wrapped it.

"Nannan will look at my brother for a while, Auntie has to go and boil water to rinse my brother, okay?" Song Chenguang must be given a hot bath, otherwise it is easy to have an accident with the physique of the little guy.

"Hmm." Zhao Nan turned around and quickly put out the collected toy box, and moved the iron frog, rattle, small pistol, and a large box of plasticine inside to Song Chenguang.

Song Chenguang has been interested in soft objects that he can let him pinch and rub round, such as mud, such as plasticine.

"Brother, shall we pinch a puppy?" Zhao Nan proposed, digging out a large spoonful of plasticine from the plasticine box, putting it in his two hands and starting to rub it back and forth, intending to rub out a puppy's body first, and rub the puppy's head, ears and limbs.

"Wang?" Song Chenguang pouted and learned to bark.

"Yes, let's pinch it together." Zhao Nan smiled, and then quickly pinched a four-like shape.

Seeing this, Song Chenguang reached out and grabbed a hand of plasticine, and carefully began to pinch piles of small beans, Zhao Nan looked at what Song Chenguang did and frowned, "Brother, can you pinch the ears of two dogs?" Looking at a few bean-sized plasticine in Song Chenguang's hand, the corners of Zhao Nan's mouth twitched several times, and the expression that couldn't bear to look directly was really cute.

Song Chenguang looked at Zhao Nan cutely when he heard this, and then insisted on kneading the plasticine into beans, and finally looked at Zhao Nan with a frustrated expression and giggled, with a small expression of pride after teasing others.

When Xu Xiuxiu boiled hot water and returned to the house, Zhao Nan and Song Chenguang had already divided a whole large box of plasticine into five horses, and the two of them were also quite happy, Xu Xiuxiu saw this and stepped forward angrily and hugged Song Chenguang, who was smooth but quite comfortable playing, to go to the bathroom to wash, the little guy likes to take a hot bath very much, and every time he takes a bath, he will smile brighter than usual.

By the time Xu Xiuxiu sent Song Chenguang back to the house after taking a bath, Zhao Nan had already completed a work independently, and a puppy work that didn't look like a puppy appeared. After saying that, he reached out and grabbed the puppy, and successfully destroyed the puppy work.

Zhao Nan's face suddenly darkened, the sadness and disappointment on his face could not be concealed, and a faint tear floated in his eyes.

Xu Xiuxiu was distressed, but looking at Song Chenguang, who didn't realize what he had done wrong, Xu Xiuxiu was quite helpless, "Nannan, don't be sad, okay?" Tomorrow Auntie will buy you a new box of plasticine with prints, and then we won't play with my brother, okay? When the time comes, you will be able to pinch out more cute critters. Xu Xiuxiu rubbed Zhao Nan's head and said comfortingly.

Zhao Nan shook his head, "It's okay aunt, I'm not sad." "The tone is lost.

"Okay, we're the most well-behaved!" Xu Xiuxiu agreed, and then rescued the puppy work destroyed by Song Chenguang, "You two are obedient, Song Chenguang, you are not allowed to bully your brother, do you know?" I'm going to make dinner now, okay? Xu Xiuxiu explained, so she warned Song Chenguang uneasily.

Song Chenguang didn't understand what his mother said at all, he only knew that his mother's expression was a little terrifying before leaving, but the next moment he was still playing unscrupulously, pinching a piece of plasticine here, pinching one there, playing, playing with the little guy and falling asleep on the bed.

After Zhao Nan saw that his younger brother was asleep, he also slowed down his movements, cautiously stepped forward to cover his younger brother with the quilt, turned around and walked to the small table on the side and began to pinch the rubber pinch.

And at this end, Xu Xiuxiu prepared dinner quickly, ready to go back to the house to call the two children to eat, and when she walked into the house, she saw Zhao Nan quietly tossing plasticine alone, but Song Chenguang, a stinky boy, was already wrapped in a small quilt and fell asleep, sleeping with a red face.

"Shhh When Zhao Nan saw Xu Xiuxiu walk into the house, he first raised his index finger and shushed, and then looked at Xu Xiuxiu with a tangled expression, "Auntie, have you cooked well?" Do you want to wake up your brother for dinner? Zhao Nan looked at the sleeping Song Chenguang with some hesitation.

Xu Xiuxiu nodded, if she didn't wake up Song Chenguang, the person who woke up in the middle of the night and was tossed would be replaced by her, Xu Xiuxiu thought about taking a step and walked to Song Chenguang's side, "Little lazy pig, get up and eat." Xu Xiuxiu gently pinched the little guy's face, but the burning heat that her hand touched startled Xu Xiuxiu, and her heart fell into the valley in an instant, and she lowered her head nervously and stuck it with Song Chenguang's forehead.

The burning heat felt on her forehead was obvious, Xu Xiuxiu's face suddenly turned a little pale, she was worried that something had really happened in the afternoon, and Song Chenguang, this kid, had a high fever.

"Nannan, my brother has a high fever, and my aunt is going to take my brother to the hospital now, is it okay for you to have dinner at home alone?" Xu Xiuxiu hugged the sleeping Song Chenguang, reached out and pulled the thin blanket on the side to wrap his small body, then turned his head to look at Zhao Nan and asked.

"Auntie, I'll accompany you to the hospital." Zhao Nan's little face turned white, and he pulled Xu Xiuxiu's clothes down and said sideways, his little face was persistent.

"Nannan, there are many viruses in the hospital, which are not good for small children, are you okay to stay at home? I'll call your aunt to come to your house with you in a moment? Xu Xiuxiu frowned and looked at Zhao Nan for a while, and frankly said that she didn't want Zhao Nan to go to the hospital with her, the hospital was not suitable for children after all, not to mention that now Song Chenguang had a high fever, if Zhao Nan had something wrong, she would be even more inadequate.

"Auntie, I'm worried about my brother, you let me go with me!" Zhao Nan had a bitter face.

"Alright! Then you go to the hospital with me first, and I'll call your aunt to pick you up at the hospital later. "Really let Zhao Nan be at home alone, Xu Xiuxiu is not at ease, this is not a military region after all, and the safety is still unknown, be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years.