Li Jun's only bowl of old hen soup was in his stomach, and his body regained some strength, and his breathing was much more stable.

"Thank you!" It was not only for Xiao Zikang, but also for Zisu.

Xiao Zikang finished feeding the chicken soup and fought hard against the chicken legs in the bowl, and the two little cheeks were bulging one after another, like a little squirrel stealing food, and his hands were full of oil.

"Eat slowly, there's more." Zisu watched Xiao Zikang eat happily, smiling gently, his eyes overflowing with warmth.

Such a doting look, in Li Junwei's eyes, unconsciously curved the corners of his mouth, in the last few years of his life, it can be regarded as a kind of luck to meet such an interesting pair of sisters and brothers.

Zisu looked at Li Junwei, who was lying on the bed, and turned over with difficulty, "If you are tired, you can sleep for a while, as for the medicine, you can wait until you wake up before drinking." Although there are no good doctors, your knife wounds can still be cured. ”

"Thank you, girl." Li Junwei said lightly.

"Well, no thanks!"

Li Junwei closed her eyes, and Zisu felt that such a deep gaze would finally not wander on her face from time to time, making her unprovoked.

It's not that she hasn't seen a handsome guy, but Li Junwei's gaze is too aggressive, as a Zisu who has never been in love and has never felt the warmth of the world, it is too strange, which makes her slightly uncomfortable.

After putting away the dishes and chopsticks, Zisu put the eggs in the basket, and put the brown sugar he brought back.

I don't know why although my body is about to be fourteen years old, I haven't had my first period yet, Zisu just noticed that this body was a little cold, and there was nothing else.

All Zi Su can think of is to drink some brown sugar ginger water to make up for it, after all, it is not a serious illness, and it is not good if you take medicine.

And now there is such a patient who has lost too much blood at home, drinking some brown sugar water can also replenish physical strength, this injury is healed early, leaving early is good for his sisters and brothers and the people in the village, after all, those people in black are not vegetarians, if they touch the village, it will be bad.

For dinner, Zisu steamed a big bowl of egg custard, and a small bowl of oil and salt without oil, which was specially prepared for Li Junwei, the big man was lying there, how could he just drink a little soup.

I also boiled millet porridge with the leftover chicken soup at noon, and added a little brown sugar to it, although the taste may not be too good, but the nutrition is proper.

After Li Junwei woke up, his spirit was much better, after all, he had martial arts and good internal strength, although he couldn't do it, his strength still recovered a little, at least he didn't have to be fed by an eight-year-old child.

To be honest, let a child feed something, Li Junwei has never experienced it when he is so old, and he doesn't want to experience it again, if he lets his subordinates know, he won't be scared of his eyeballs.

Zisu also admired this Li Junwei very much, but she didn't expect that not only did she wake up early, but she was able to eat by herself by herself after only half a day, she had to sigh that this internal strength was really amazing.

Li Junwei looked at the bowl of thin rice soup in his hand with a strange color, smelled the sweetness that gradually surged with the heat, and frowned a little.

He doesn't pick his mouth, and he can see that this should be the best thing that this poor family can come up with, but this brown sugar is for the confinement woman, give him a big man to eat, this.