Back to the superior apartment.

Lin Qian took Lin Anle into the house, and wanted to change Lin Anle's shoes and clothes to wash her feet.

At this time, she found out that An Le chased her barefoot, and her white and tender little feet were red, and she knew that they were grinding at a glance.

This scene touched a heartstring in Lin Qian's heart, his eyes were red, and he lightly stroked An Le's reddened feet.

His voice was as light as a feather and he asked, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt, Mommy, it doesn't hurt at all, I didn't run long, you have to worry about Mommy."

Lin Anle's comfort made Lin Qian's mouth tightly pursed together, suppressing the whimper that didn't have time to overflow his mouth.

She couldn't cry, she couldn't let An Le worry.

relieved his emotions, Lin Qian picked up Lin Anle and walked to the bathroom, and the mother and daughter took off their soaked clothes and took a hot shower, changing into clean and warm clothes.

Walking out of the bathroom, Lin Qian took a small blanket and put it on Lin Anle's body, carried her to the sofa, and gently put her down.

"Anle, wait for your mother here for a while, and your mother will go to the kitchen to boil some ginger soup for you to go to the cold."

Lin Anle wrapped the quilt tightly and shrunk into a ball, as well-behaved as a cute little white rabbit, "Okay." ”

When she came to the kitchen, Lin Qian opened the refrigerator, fortunately, she often cooks at home, and the refrigerator has all the materials.

Take out some ginger and green onions, wash them, and cut the ginger and green onions into sections.

To prepare simple ingredients, Lin Qian took out a small casserole, put the ingredients in, and poured some water to boil slowly.

Under the blessing of the fierce fire, the pot kept tumbling, and when the color of the ginger soup slowly darkened, Lin Qian saw that it was almost time, and put a little oil and salt.

took out a small bowl, took out a bowl and turned to the living room, "Anle, come and drink some ginger soup to warm up." ”

The living room was quiet.

Lin Qian carefully took the ginger soup and put it on the coffee table in the living room, looked at the sofa with bricks, and saw a small bulging ball on the sofa, Lin Anle shrunk into a small blanket and wrapped himself like a ball.

"Anle, get up and drink ginger soup."

The small mass didn't respond to any movement.

"Comfort? Easy? ”

Whispered a few times, let alone responded, not even a slight small movement.

Thinking of any possibility, Lin Qian suddenly became nervous, walked over, and lifted the small blanket where Lin Anle covered his head.

A red little face appeared under Lin Qian's eyes, which bright red shocked Lin Qian's face turned pale, straightened his face, touched his forehead and touched Anle.

Normal temperature, not fever.

Lin Qian breathed a sigh of relief, didn't dare to take it lightly, gently woke up Lin Anle, and shouted softly: "Anle, Anle, don't sleep, get up and drink a little ginger soup before sleeping." ”

Shook it several times to wake Lin Anle from his slumber.

"Hmm." Lin Anle opened his eyes, "Mommy~"

Sleepy eyes, open and about to close again, look like sleepy.

It's like I haven't slept in 800 years.

Lin Anle was so sleepy, in the afternoon, all the strength to chase Lin Qian's small body was exhausted, and it rained again, and when he came back, he took a shower and dried his hair, and he didn't have any strength at night.

Sitting on the sofa, listening to the movement of Lin Qian in the kitchen, the sound was like a lullaby, listening to her sleepy, little by little, pulling the blanket to cover it, I don't know when she fell asleep.

Lin Qian straightened Lin Anle's body and coaxed softly: "Anle is good, don't sleep first, drink this bowl of ginger soup, can your mother take you to bed and sleep?" ”

Lin Anle, who didn't sleep comfortably, pouted a small mouth, didn't nod or shake his head, his eyes blinked and wanted to relieve himself from sleep.

Seeing Lin Anle's cute appearance, Lin Qian couldn't hold back, hugged her face and pecked hard.

Lin Anle, who was close to her, frowned but didn't push her away, the corners of her little mouth rose happily, and it was not difficult to see that she was very happy.

"Are you awake?" Lin Qian waited for a while, and the ginger soup he was waiting for changed from hot to warm before asking.

Lin Anle rubbed his eyes and nodded, "Mommy, I'm awake." ”

Picking up the ginger soup, Lin Qian scooped a spoonful, "Come, drink this ginger soup." ”

Lin Anle had never drunk ginger soup, and looked at the bowl that Lin Qian was holding was a little black and black, like a bitter Chinese medicine potion, and his brows that had just unfolded frowned again.

Wrinkled his nose, very disgusted, "I don't want it, I don't drink it, I don't want to drink this." ”

How can it be done! Of course Lin Qian won't agree, Lin Anle is so young and he doesn't drink some ginger soup to get rid of the cold, what if he catches a cold and fever tomorrow?

Lin Qian had no room for negotiation and seriously refused Lin Anle's request, "No, you have to drink, this is to ward off the cold, if you don't drink, you will wake up tomorrow with a blocked nose, and when the time comes, you will become a little pig with a red nose." ”

Such a low-level statement of coaxing children can't fool a ghost like Lin Anle, although he can't be coaxed, but Lin Qian's attitude is still there.

Lin Anle smiled flatteringly, and discussed, "Mommy~ I'm in good health, I don't have to drink such a bitter thing, I promise, I promise that I won't become a red-nosed piggy tomorrow, so don't let me drink this." ”

"Poof." Lin Qian chuckled lightly and said with a smile, "Who told you that this is bitter?" ”

Lin Anle looked at the bowl of black water with a little yellow, "Isn't this bitter?" ”

"Of course not."

Lin Anle didn't believe it, she felt that her mother must have deliberately said this because she wanted to trick herself into drinking this thing.

"Take a sip and show me, and I'll believe you."

Lin Qian had a small expression, scooped up a spoonful of ginger soup and sent it to his mouth, his brows did not wrinkle on his face, but he still looked a little enjoyed.

Lin Anle looked at it with a hellish expression.

After taking a sip, Lin Qian scooped up a spoonful and sent it to Lin Anle's mouth, "Okay, now you should believe it." ”

The moment the spoon came up, a slightly choking smell of ginger came, and Lin Anle resisted even more, but looking at Lin Qian's expectant gaze, she didn't want to lose her mother's interest.

I closed my eyes, drank a spoonful of ginger soup into my mouth as if I was at home, and swallowed it as if I didn't dare to taste more for a moment.

Kindness?

There is no bitter taste in the imagination, there is a hint of spiciness, with a hint of sweetness.

Although it is not very tasty, it is not like traditional Chinese medicine, which is difficult to swallow.

drank a small half bowl in one go, remembering that Lin Qian had taken care of her since she came back and had not rested well, and held the soup in front of Lin Qian.

"Mommy~ You drink a little too."