His uncle checked the child, paused, packed up his things, and then walked out with instructions.

"I'll leave two antipyretics for you. When the fever gets hot, just give the child half of it, then just take a nap and he'll be fine tomorrow."

"Okay, then I'll feel relieved."

The old lady nodded and felt at ease. Seeing that her uncle and grandfather were about to leave, she winked at Li Guihua and said, "Bring her uncle and grandfather some corn noodles, not much, so I can go back and cook some for the children."

Just eat it and wait until the child wakes up. If there's anything wrong with it, I'll ask his mother to call you over there and come back."

"OK."

Li Guihua hurriedly sent her uncle and grandfather out.

Dong Guozhong was listening and couldn't help but swallowed. At this time, he was already a wealthy family if he could have cornmeal and noodles for food and clothing. No wonder the Song family would have people report it. At this time, people who didn't have enough to eat or drink were jealous of other people's families.

There are too many,

"Auntie, actually I have one more thing to do when I send the child here today."

"What's wrong?"

"It's not that the child's father didn't take good care of the child, he was arrested by the people from the production team. I don't know who was so busy that he went to the production team to report the corruption of his brother's life and fed rice and noodles to pigs. No, production

When the team got the news, they arrested the person and frightened the child before he fell down the back ravine..."

"Go to hell. These damn beasts don't want to see others get better, do they?"

When the old lady heard this, she immediately became furious. The cigarette bag in her hand started to buzz, and her face was full of anger.

"I knew there were always a few bastards among these people who couldn't bear to be nice to others. They could tell such mindless nonsense without fear of embarrassing our ancestors! Feeding white rice noodles to pigs will make a person unable to eat even corn noodles.

, where can I get white rice noodles to feed pigs? Isn’t this nonsense!

The people in this production team are all holding chicken feathers as arrows. They are very capable! Even if I risk my life today, I still have to talk to them. If I find a pound of white rice noodles in this house, I will be able to catch up.

Just throw this old bone of mine into the back mountain and let the blind bear eat me to death!"

"Don't be anxious. This messy matter cannot be solved in a hurry. According to me, I will call his brothers over to discuss how to solve this matter. The brothers have been arrested by the production team for a while.

, maybe we won’t be able to avoid going here for a while? It’s snowing so hard today that we may not be able to come here, but maybe we’ll come here early tomorrow morning.”

Dong Guozhong can be regarded as a relative of the Song family in the fifth server. Naturally, what he said was to help the old lady consider it. However, these days, some of the production teams who have been arrested can come back well. Some time ago, the old Liu family in the west end of the village was

, he was kicked out by some evildoers and accused of being the stinky old nine. He was forced into the production team, and only a few days later, he was sent back dead, with not a single piece of intact flesh on his body.

Once this brother enters, he may be in trouble.

well.

The old lady squinted her eyes, seeming to be deep in thought.

A series of things were rushed together. Even though she was quite calculated, she couldn't help but have a headache at this time. She looked at Dong Guozhong who had been sitting for a long time, paused, and then said,

"Maybe the production team will come back in a while, so why don't you go and send a message to his brothers? I have a lot to do, so I won't keep you here. When this is over, I will prepare some food.

Come here with your ladies and children, and we'll have a good meal."

"Okay. Then I'll leave, auntie, and you can take care of the child."

Dong Guozhong got up and walked out.

The old lady sat on the kang and smoked a cigarette. She didn't know what she was thinking. She paused, got off the kang and went to the west room. She only heard the sound of cupboards coming from there, and she seemed to be doing something.

what.

Here, Song Jinse, who had been unconscious on the kang, also opened his eyes.

She glanced around and found that the appearance was still as familiar as in her memory. She had really returned to the time when her family loved her, her breasts were still alive, and her parents were safe. She could no longer hold back the tears that fell from her eyes.

.

She is no longer alone.

Her mother is still alive and will protect her, and her parents are fine. She is still the little princess in the family's hands, and she has not met the man who harmed her all her life. She is still clean and living in the sunshine.

Thinking of this, Song Jinse couldn't help but burst into tears.

How could she cherish it if she had never lost it?

"My dear, baby, are you awake? Don't cry. Do you still feel uncomfortable somewhere? Tell me and I can give you some medicine."

As soon as the old lady came in, she saw her sitting there crying sadly, and she felt heartbroken. She hurriedly stepped forward and held her in her arms. She was even more careful about what she said, for fear of scaring her if she spoke loudly.

generally,

"If you don't cry, don't cry. I'll blow my breasts for you. My baby is the best. I'll blow my breasts and it won't hurt anymore."

"Milk."

Cong Jinse couldn't bear it any longer and nestled in the old lady's arms, crying with tears in his eyes.

In her previous life, she relied on the old lady to pamper her, and she was willful and indulgent. Even when she was older and went to elementary school, she would rush to school every day when she was finishing class to give her some water and food.

Later, when he was seriously ill and couldn't get out of bed, he was still thinking of her. But because she was afraid, she refused to come forward, which made her regretful even when she left.

How could she be afraid?

How could she be afraid of the breast that she kept holding in her palm?

When Mrs. Song saw her crying even harder, she felt even more distressed. She quickly coaxed her softly,

"Bao'er, don't cry, don't cry. I'll bring you sweets to eat. I'll bring you sweets."

With that said, he quickly went to the west room, and soon he came in with a little coarse sugar in his hand and stuffed it into her mouth.

The sweet taste immediately filled her mouth, seeming to take away a bit of her sadness. Song Jinse raised her eyes to meet the old lady's distressed eyes, and twitched her lips quickly. Although her smile was a bit ugly, it made the old lady feel at ease.

He looked at her a lot, and while patting her gently, he spoke,

"Nai knows that Bao'er was scared today. It's okay. Nai will protect you. As long as Nai is here, no one can bully our Bao'er."

"Uh-huh!"

Song Jinse nodded repeatedly and nestled in the old lady's arms, feeling the warmth of seeing each other again after a long absence.

She will definitely cherish it.
Chapter completed!