Chapter One Hundred and Five, Wounded

The old man is in a good mood today, although the family has one less grandson, but he also knows that this is the indispensable responsibility of the stinky boy. This is the responsibility and obligation of the man of the Xia family, if you want to have your own speaking status in the Xia family, you either want to be a soldier and do some practical things for the people, or do your best in the field you like.

This is the principle that the Xia family has always had, and it will not require you to do it according to their ideas, but to do things according to your own ideas. Of course, everything you do must be worthy of your conscience and what you do.

"Grandpa, it's time to eat. Xiao Yuanzi rushed directly into Old Man Xia's arms again, pulled Old Man Xia's knees, looked up at his little face, and pouted cutely.

With the strength of Xiao Yuanzi, Old Man Xia stood up and walked towards the dining table. Everyone first raised their glasses to celebrate, and during this time, Xiao Yuanzi also held his own milk bottle and clinked glasses with Lan Ketian and Old Man Xia. If you don't clink glasses with him, the little one won't be happy to snort there.

It made Lan Ketian and Old Man Xia laugh straight away, Xiao Yuanzi didn't know why his mother and grandfather wanted to laugh, but seeing that they were laughing so happily, they also began to laugh with them. Seeing him like this, everyone laughed even more happily.

...... When the smile finally subsided, everyone happily began to eat. The meal was surrounded by a warm atmosphere, and the most regrettable point may be that Xia Yurui did not go home.

In the next few days of vacation, Lan Ketian did not take the old man and Xiaoyuanzi out to play, there were too many people going out to play during the National Day holiday. Thinking of Old Man Xia and Xiaoyuanzi, one is an old man and the other is a child, and it is inconvenient to go out, so I simply took advantage of the rare time to chat.

In the last two days of the holiday, Xia Yurui finally came back from a mission. When Xia Yurui entered the door, Lan Ketian smelled the heavy smell of blood on his body, even if the clothes he was wearing blocked some of the smell, she still smelled it.

Old Man Xia, who was sitting on the sofa, also smelled the breath on Xia Yurui's body, but just glanced at the little round that was excitedly pounced on his father. I just looked at him with my eyes and found that it wasn't a very big problem, so I didn't know what to do.

Looking at the little ball that was sticking to himself and wanted to hold himself, Xia Yurui lifted him up with one hand. I found that this kid really hasn't eaten less during this time, at least two pounds fatter than when he just left, and now he can feel that weight in his hand.

"Xiao Yuanzi, do you miss your father!" Xia Yurui asked him while teasing Xiao Yuanzi with his bearded chin.

After shaving, the beard was hard, and although it would not scratch the delicate skin of the little one, the little guy was tickled and giggled there...... laughing. The little guy also wanted to avoid his father's movements, but when his head was turned on that side, Xia Yurui's movements forgot which direction to make up for it.

It was useless for the little guy to call his father hotly, and he even asked his mother and grandfather for help, but it was useless. ...... Later, Lan Ketian couldn't stand the little guy's sweaty appearance, and took the naughty little guy from Xia Yurui's hand.

"Okay, it's been so long, let your dad take a break. Lan Ketian found out when the two fathers and sons interacted that although Xia Yurui's left hand was also contributing, it only helped when necessary, and many times he used his right hand to exert force.

At night, when Xiao Yuanzi was coaxed into Old Man Xia's room, there were only two people left in the room, Lan Ketian and Xia Yurui. Lan Ketian directly took the medicine box he had prepared a long time ago, pulled Xia Yurui, and rolled up his sleeve in the other party's sneering gaze.

The exposed arm was wrapped around a bandage, and a trace of blood oozed from the bandage. I don't know if I accidentally let the wound open again when I was playing just now.

Seeing that the man in front of him still had an expression of not knowing anything, Lan Ketian felt annoyed. Without looking at his flattering expression, he began to undress the bandage and re-bandage the wound.

Seeing Lan Ketian's face that suddenly put down, Xia Yurui guessed in his heart that something was going to be bad. Her daughter-in-law knows that although she doesn't talk much, when there are only two people, her daughter-in-law likes to lie on her chest and talk to herself about the short things in the family. But it's been so long now, I haven't said a word to myself, and I still have a stinky face.

Xia Yurui patted his chest with his right hand, which was still intact, and made a bumping sound during the process.

"Look, daughter-in-law, I just hurt my hand, and everything else is fine. "Feelings, just two times to prove the credibility of what I said. Even when speaking, the left hand can not bleed, which is even more convincing.

Lan Ketian didn't answer, but when she was bandaging the wound, the hand wrapped around the bandage suddenly accidentally pulled it hard. Suddenly, Xia Yurui, who was still full of magic, hissed and began to gasp, this is really painful, several times more painful than when he was just injured.

Tap, tap...... Daughter-in-law, you lighten, I was wrong!" Seeing Lan Ketian's posture, it seemed like she was going to do it again, and suddenly Xia Yurui began to beg for mercy, "Daughter-in-law, I really know that I was wrong this time, if you do it again, my hand will almost be wasted." You don't want your good husband to become disabled like this, do you?"

Looking at his appearance, he really knew that he was wrong, so Lan Ketian didn't torture him anymore and began to bandage him quietly. It was quickly done, and Lan Ketian went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

When he saw Xia Yurui's hands, he suddenly thought of the medicinal herbs he had planted, and he had forgotten to check their growth when he had been patronizing his family for the past few days. Lan Ketian told herself in her heart that she must go tomorrow to see if the medicinal herbs she planted have sprouted.

Lying on the bed, holding his daughter-in-law, Xia Yurui only had a feeling that he was still alive at this time. This mission left many comrades-in-arms on the battlefield, and some survived with a life, but after all, they were injured.

After recovering from this injury, it is estimated that he will have to go home. If the superior arranges a job, it's okay, like some of them go home to find a job, and it is estimated that it will be a security guard