However, Liang Jizhou was looking at Mr. Zhu and didn't notice it at all.

Nian Hua was thinking about how to deal with Si Xiuping's small watch in the future, and Mr. Zhu let go of his hand.

"Mr. Zhu, how is the New Year's painting?" As soon as Mr. Zhu raised his hand, Liang Jizhou asked first.

Mr. Zhu shook his head, but in fact, he didn't see anything at all, touched the forehead of the New Year's painting, and then checked her tongue coating, and his face stretched a little.

"It's not a big problem if the fever goes away, rest more, supplement some nutrition, and recover quickly."

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zhu." Liang Jizhou sent Dr. Zhu out.

There were only four women left in the room, and Liang Yin and Ye Zimei were still surrounding Si Xiuping, which made the New Year's picture a little unbeautiful.

Nominally, she is the child daughter-in-law of the Liang family, and she is also a family.

Si Xiuping is just an outsider, and she can't get used to this green tea that is inconsistent with the outside.

What's more, she's still a sick person.

New Year's painting decided to break the deadlock first, she doesn't have many advantages, but she can bend and stretch is a perfect exercise.

"Mom, sister, thank you!"

This voice was clear and loud, and it really attracted the attention of the three women.

After the New Year's painting finished speaking, he lowered his head and tried to blink his eyes a few times, so that tears filled his eyes, and then he looked up at the two who were stunned.

Ye Zimei and Liang Yin, who were suddenly called their mother and sister, had a question mark on their faces, what kind of wind is this kid smoking today?

Ye Zimei wanted to accuse a few words, but when she saw the pitiful appearance of the New Year's painting, the words that came to her mouth instantly bent: "Since you are sick, you can rest, as long as you don't talk about Jizhou and our family." ”

"Okay, Mom." The New Year's painting replied obediently.

Although Si Xiuping pretended to be calm, her heart was already on fire, especially the mother who called for the New Year's painting.

She will only be my mother and Jizhou in the future. (Liang Yin OS: Plastic Sister Flower)

Only I can scream.

Only me and my brother Jizhou can call it.

In the previous life, Si Xiuping just wanted to see her jokes about New Year's paintings.

However, in this life, she has regarded New Year's paintings as the first enemy to be eliminated, at least to remove her identity as Liang Jizhou's child daughter-in-law.

Liang Jizhou sent Mr. Zhu away and came back to walk towards the New Year's painting on the bed.

"Mr. Zhu told you to rest, you will be obedient, don't let us worry anymore."

The New Year's painting nodded obediently and pitifully, and his heart was already happy, this Liang Jizhou, as written in the book, is a super warm man.

Liang Jizhou's concern for New Year's paintings is particularly dazzling in Si Xiuping's eyes.

She suddenly smiled, took out an iron can from the embroidery bag she was carrying, and then walked in front of Liang Jizhou.

"Brother Jizhou, this is the malt milk essence that my grandfather bought for me, if you are not in good health, I will make up for you. This malt milk extract is sweet, fragrant, and very nutritious, and your body will definitely get better soon after eating it. ”

Si Xiuping was happy in her heart, fortunately, she had been prepared after being reborn, malt milk essence was a fighter in luxury goods in the countryside at this time, and she would definitely be able to win Liang Jizhou's favor with this.

Liang Jizhou didn't react, but Si Xiuping's actions moved Ye Zimei and Liang Yin.

What is malt milk essence, they all know very well, they can give wheat milk essence to Liang Jizhou to replenish their body, Si Xiuping is impeccable in their hearts.

"Xiuping, this is given to you by your grandfather, how can we ask for it, you better take it home." Although she was very moved, it was still very necessary to be polite, and Ye Zimei stuffed the malt milk essence back into Si Xiuping's bag.

Si Xiuping, Ye Zimei, and Liang Yin pushed back and forth, and in the end, Si Xiuping was a step ahead, and when she was about to hand over the malt milk essence to Ye Zimei, a discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"Mom, you just said that this was given to her by Sister Xiuping's grandfather, how can we ask for it. If Sister Xiuping's grandfather knew, it would be so sad.

Besides, our grandfather also sent malt milk essence to Jizhou's brother, and we have several cans at home! ”