Song Baoxuan hesitated and asked.

"Don't you have anything to do tomorrow?"

Fu Yichen said very honestly.

"Yes, but I have time to have lunch with you."

Song Baoxuan wants to cook and eat by herself tomorrow, and she can also stew soup for Song Rongrong.

But it's not good to refuse Fu Yichen, after all, Fu Yichen helped himself again today.

She thought for a moment and then said.

"Fu Yichen, let's cook and eat it ourselves, you can just come over at noon."

"You cook?"

"I'll cook with my mother, you can report the name of the dish if you want to eat, and I'll try to make it for you."

Fu Yichen frowned, he said.

"I can do it, you don't have to do much."

"If it's okay, then I'll do it myself."

"You don't need to cook, I'll drive you out to eat, it's very convenient."

Song Baoxuan said with a smile.

"Don't worry, the food I cooked can be eaten, and it tastes good!"

Fu Yichen heard Song Baoxuan's playful voice, and he chuckled.

"Hmm. Then you should pay attention to yourself when cooking, and don't hurt yourself. ”

"No, it won't."

Fu Yichen is like his mother, they are worried that they will get hurt when they cook by themselves, and they just cook a dish, and they don't do anything dangerous.

Fu Yichen thought that Song Baoxuan was not familiar with the capital, so he said.

"Song Baoxuan, do you know where to sell vegetables? I'll have the food delivered to you tomorrow, what do you need?" ”

"No, my mother went out for a walk just now and found out the location of the vegetable market, and we plan to go to the vegetable market early tomorrow morning to sell vegetables."

"Do you need me to send you?"

"No, you have something to do tomorrow morning, you are busy with yourself."

"Okay, then you have to pay attention to safety, and remember to call me if you have something."

"Well, goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

After Song Baoxuan hung up the phone, she saw Song Rongchang looking at herself, so she spoke.

"Daddy, Fu Yichen will come here for lunch tomorrow."

Song Rongchang felt uncomfortable, although Fu Yichen helped him, he just had a sense of crisis.

Song Rongchang said with a serious face.

"Does he have nothing to do tomorrow?"

Li Dahua looked at Song Rongchang and said.

"What's the matter with you, people have helped us so much, why don't you welcome people at all?"

"No, I just think he's too idle."

Li Dahua glared at Song Rongchang, she could see that Song Rongchang had an opinion on Fu Yichen!

I don't know what kind of wind Song Rongchang smokes, isn't Fu Yichen very good?

Li Dahua was too lazy to pay attention to Song Rongchang, she said to Song Baoxuan.

"Xiaobao, let's go out early tomorrow, there are a lot of things to buy."

"Okay."

In the middle of the night, Wu Qingjie and Song Rongrong suddenly screamed.

Then Wu Qingjie ran out and knocked on Song Baoxuan's door.

"Bao Xuan, Bao Xuan, come out and have a look."

Song Baoxuan put on her clothes and opened the door and asked.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Qingjie said with a frightened face.

"There's something moving on your aunt's body, go and take a look."

Li Dahua, who was behind Song Baoxuan, asked suspiciously.

"What's moving?"

"I don't know, it's just that something is moving."

Song Baoxuan probably knew what the situation was, and she comforted Wu Qingjie and said.

"Uncle, don't worry, I'll go over and take a look."

"Okay, okay, go and see, your aunt is also scared."

Song Baoxuan came to Song Rongrong's bedside, Song Rongrong's face was pale, and she looked at her arm with a dull gaze.

She has a small drum bag on her arm, there are quite a few of them, and those little drum bags can move, which looks scary.

Li Dahua was stunned, goosebumps on her hands rose, and she asked in a trembling voice.

"It's... What is this? Why are you still moving? ”

Song Rongchang also felt his scalp tingle, and he looked at Song Rongrong and asked worriedly.

"Little sister, how are you?"

Song Rongrong raised his eyelids, with fear in his eyes.

"I... I'm fine, it's just... It's a little itchy. ”

Originally, Song Rongrong slept well, but she suddenly felt very itchy and scratched her arm.

The scratch was terrible, she felt a small bulge on her arm, and there was more than one.

She hurriedly woke up Wu Qingjie and turned on the light, and then they were all startled, it was terrible.

Song Baoxuan took out a bottle of medicine and gave it to Song Rongrong.

"Auntie, don't be afraid, drink this bottle of medicine, and these bags will go down."