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Baozi heard the sound, ran out of the hall, looked at Tang Anqing's pale face, and curled up on Tang Anqing's thigh,

"Qingqing, what's the matter with you? His face is so white."

Tang Anqing touched the head of the bun, and the bun rubbed against her hand. Tang Anqing drank a little water and felt much better, "Ah Yu, I'm fine, you go and get dressed, be careful of catching a cold. Oh, the firewood is still burning."

After the man helped her sit upright, he put on the blue shirt on the clothesline, "Do you want to eat something?"

Tang Anqing shook her head, she felt that her stomach was swollen now, and she didn't even have an appetite, "Ah Yu, don't forget to boil an egg for Yu'er."

The bun was pulled on Tang Anqing's thigh, looking at Tang Anqing pitifully, Tang Anqing glanced at his sapphire-like eyes, there was still a suspicious sympathetic factor in it, she was really unwilling to move now, and continued to give the bun a hair, "Qingqing, you can't eat, it's really pitiful. What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I knew you would say that, and it wasn't the little imp in the stomach who provoked it." Tang Anqing worked hard towards the big tree on the side, there were still faint water stains left, and all the liquid things that had just been spit out were liquid, "I don't have any appetite at all now, you know how to eat, you, Yu'er is still sleeping?"

The bun barely broke free from under Tang Anqing's heavier and heavier hair, and dragged Tang Anqing's shirt to slip down, "Ah, Qingqing, I know, it's a big deal, I eat less, why do you brush other people's hair like this, by the way, I'll go see the little ghost who is sleeping peacefully." By the way, according to what Qingqing said, there will be little ghosts soon. Hehe, I'm not the youngest." While meowing, he crossed the threshold of the hall and ran to the hall.

You are not the youngest in the first place, and Tang Anqing still can't adapt to the way he thinks about his own divine beast lord sometimes. Holding the water glass in his hand, it was still warm, but his face was still a little pale. The man came over after a while, replaced the teacup that was about to cool in her hand with a glass of warm water, touched her head, and turned away.

"Ah Yu, I'm not Yu'er, why are you touching my head." muttered quietly, but didn't know that her words were all heard by the man who hadn't yet entered the kitchen, and the corners of his mouth were hooked.

Holding the warm teacup, the temperature of the tea passed down the teacup to the palm of his hand, and he took a sip of water to dilute the faint sourness in his mouth. The sun in the east gradually rose, and the warm sunlight poured down, slowly enveloping the lush pine forest, the trickling river, and the gradually maturing rice fields, shining on Tang Anqing's body sitting on the stone bench, the warm light made her feel very warm, and the teacup in her hand made her feel drowsy. Putting the teacup on the stone table, Tang Anqing pillowed his arm, closed his eyes, and felt the warm wind blowing on his face, as if even the little tossing stomach gradually stopped...

By the time Tang Baiyu cooked and walked out of the kitchen, the happy little woman had already fallen asleep on the stone table, Tang Baiyu walked to the stone table, smoothed Tang Anqing's slightly frowning brow, and quickly released it after the trimmed round fingertips touched the slightly frowning brow. Her face was still a little pale, Tang Baiyu carefully put her head on his shoulder, and gently picked her up, but the weight of his hand made the man frown slightly, now a person with a double body, how could he be so thin?

Tang Baiyu carefully put Tang Anqing on the bed, took off her shoes and covered the quilt for her. Turned around, looked at the bun that was staring at him, the bun slowly locked into the quilt under his gaze, the four claws were tightly clawed Puyu's clothes, and the head was nestled on the child's small belly, thinking, 'Who am I recruiting, who am I provoking, I, Qingqing, I'm so pitiful, I can't eat breakfast anymore.'"

When Tang Anqing opened his eyes again, it was already dawn, and when he turned around, he looked at Puyu who was standing by the bed pitifully, and Baozi who was lying next to him in tears, what was going on?

"Mother.. Woke up.. Go to bed.. It's been a long time.." Seeing Tang Anqing wake up, the child was lying on the side of the bed, blinking at Tang Anqing with big eyes, stretching out his little hand to touch Tang Anqing's cheek, pouting, and looking a little unhappy. "Mother.. Rice Rice.. Feed.. Daddy."

Baozi buried his head in the quilt and rubbed the small tears on his face, "Ah Qingqing, I didn't eat breakfast, I didn't dare to eat, I'm so hungry." ”

Tang Anqing sat up, his face looked much better, and he had a little strength in his body, and picked up the child and sat on the edge of the bed, "Yu'er said that Daddy fed you this morning, right?" Has my mother slept for a long time? ”

Baozi glanced at the child with envy and hatred, why does he have food to eat? Pulling Tang Anqing's clothes, Baozi pouted, "Qingqing, aren't you asleep, by the way, the annoying woman also came when you slept, saying that she wanted to apologize to you, and Xiuyun from the house next door also came, and sent the table and bench over." Woo, I'm going to eat, eat. ”

Tang Anqing got up and found that he was sleeping on Ah Yu's bed, and it seemed that there was still a smell of men around him, so he put the child and bun who were dragging his clothes and put on his shoes. Listening to Baozi's words, this spring flower really came to compensate her, it's a pity that I didn't see it, but it's okay like this, what kind of dispute will the province have again.

Before Tang Anqing could put on his shoes, the door of the hall was pushed open, and the two of them all looked at the door with a bun, Tang Baiyu came in with a porcelain basin and put the porcelain basin on the newly made black and red wooden table, "Are you awake?" Xiaoyu is here for her father. He said it naturally, as if it wasn't the first time he had called himself Daddy, but that he knew it so well that he had said it many times.

The child was beckoned, leaned on the man's thigh, looked at the things in the porcelain basin in surprise, reached into the water and stirred it, and took out a half-green fruit about the size of an egg. Tang Anqing walked over, sat on the small bench on the side, and looked at the seven or eight such fruits left in the porcelain basin, "Ayu, what is this?" Where did you get it? Why did you go to West Mountain!? ”

The child grabbed it and sent it to his mouth, but before he could swallow it, he spit it out, wrinkled his little face, pouted, and returned the remaining fruit to the porcelain basin, splashing a small splash, "Mother, sour.."

Tang Anqing scooped up one, the green half and the red half, the boundary was clear, she had never seen much of this fruit before, she bit on the green side, sour and astringent with a little sweetness, the juice of the fruit is milky white, the juice stimulates the taste buds, the original little sour retching feeling gradually disappeared, and then took a bite of the red half, so sweet, looking at the still red flesh inside, she came to the mouth of Yu'er, who was still wrinkling her little face, "Yu'er, this red side is not sour, it is very sweet, Yu'er took another bite. ”

The child spit and spit, and under the coaxing of Tang Anqing, he opened his small mouth and took a bite, chewed and swallowed, and then happily took the fruit in Tang Anqing's hand, leaning on his father's lap and eating happily. The bun was pulled out of the porcelain basin with its small paws, put it on the wooden table, and ate the red one.

Tang Baiyu glanced at the bun, "This is a sweet and sour fruit, which stimulates appetite." Is it better now? ”

Tang Anqing took out the fruit that he had eaten with the original Yu'er and wiped the water droplets on it, "Well, it's not as uncomfortable as before, did Ayu come this morning?" I vaguely heard other people talking. ”

"That's good, Uncle Guang and Liu Kun's family. I'm going to apologize. The man said lightly, and wiped the little child who had eaten the juice that flowed down to his chin.

That's the case, it's a pity that I didn't see it, but let's ask Sister Xiuyun what the situation is. Tang Anqing ate the green fruit in a few bites, leaving the red half for Puyu.

"Qingqing, are you feeling better?" Seeing Tang Anqing sitting in the courtyard embroidering, Sister Xiuyun pushed the door in, looked at Tang Anqing's still somewhat pale face, and asked worriedly.

"Sister Xiuyun, sit down, I vomited in the morning, and I feel much better. I just feel a little sleepy, and I haven't slept for so long. Tang Anqing smiled and beckoned Sister Xiuyun to sit down.

"Ah, it's normal to be like this, isn't it all like this, eat less meat, eat more light, don't see you are worse than Xiaoyu, there should be a lot of experience." Don't you know, when you have breakfast today, Kunzi didn't bring Chunhua to your house to compensate you, right? Unprecedentedly with half a basket of eggs, when I heard your family say that you were happy, the face of the spring flower was frightened white, but then again, your family is very powerful, a look passed, and the voice of the spring flower was lowered. Sister Xiuyun Balabala told Tang Anqing about this morning's events, with a little schadenfreude in her voice, "By the way, Qingqing, do you want to eat sour or spicy now?" Do you feel anything? ”

"Does this have anything to do with hot and sour?" Tang Anqing listened with relish, and raised his thumb to the man in the kitchen in his heart.

Sister Xiuyun glanced towards the kitchen and took Tang Anqing's hand, "Sour girl, when I had Rarity, I didn't know how much I ate that sour plum, but now I can't eat sour again, but I ate it as a meal." By the way, Qingqing's dinner table has been sent to you, and today I look at the wardrobe that can almost be typed, but I don't know how many Qingqing needs in your family? ”

Tang Anqing was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that there was such a statement now, and after listening to Sister Xiuyun's words, he said: "Let's fight three for the time being, Sister Xiuyun, do you see if you can let Brother Liu Qing punch out the dresser first?" There's no dresser, which is awkward. ”

"Okay, this is not the sour plum that my family fell, I put it here, I'll go home first." Sister Xiuyun put a paper bag in her hand on the stone table, got up and went home.

Tang Anqing opened the bag of sour plums, Tang Anqing twisted one and put it in his mouth, it was sweet and sour, and it was not as sour as he imagined.