"Ningxi, have you picked up your son from school again?"

"Hey, your son is so cute. Do you want to buy some new vegetables here today?"

The old butcher shop opposite was chopping bones with an axe. When he saw Ning Xi and the little guy, he also shouted in a routine manner: "Baby, come to Uncle Zhou's place, and I will cut meat for you!"

Zhan Chenye: "..." Is he going to go, or can't he going?

"Uncle Zhou, let me give me some ribs just like before." Ning Xi bought vegetables and smiled and took the baby to the butcher shop.

"Okay." The old uncle cut a piece of ribs in a neat manner, put them on the electronic scale to weigh the weight, and deliberately showed a face to the little guy. It was obvious that he was very familiar with Baby Ning.

"Hey, why didn't you smile when I saw Grandpa Zhou today?"

Usually when he is so funny, the baby will definitely shake his head like a little adult, pretending to be arrogant.

But today I just watched him quietly...

Zhan Chenye pursed his lips and shouted sweetly: "Hello Grandpa Zhou."

"The child gets more sensible as he grows older." Uncle Zhou praised habitually, putting the ribs on and handing them to Ning Xi: "It's 32.5 yuan in total, you can give it 30 yuan. You can replenish the little guy's body. If you have premature birth and deficiency, you need to keep up with the acquired nutrition..."

"How can this work? You have the capital to do business. I can't take advantage of you."

Ning Xi took out 32.50 yuan from his pocket, not even a penny.

Uncle Zhou didn't refuse and made a face at the little guy again.

Zhan Chenye forced a smile back.

Ning Baby’s preferences... are really a bit bad.

However, this old man said that Ning Baby was born prematurely?

Well, he was born prematurely too.

The mother and son left the vegetable market, and the air instantly became extremely fresh.

Zhan Chenye took the initiative to carry the vegetables for Ning Xi. Ning Xi gave him a vegetable bag, which was not heavy, but he was so small that he almost half held the bag in his arms.

He said seriously, "Mommy, my little fat girl in the same kindergarten class has a very cute brother who looks very similar to him. I also want a younger brother or older brother so that I can play with me."

Ning Xi's slender and fine eyelashes trembled a few times.

A hint of grief appeared in my heart...

He held Xiao Yeye's hand tightened unconsciously.

"You once had an older brother, but he was not as lucky as you, so he could not come to this world smoothly..." When he spoke again, Ning Xi's voice was trembling slightly.

The little guy immediately asked seriously: "What happened?"

Ning Xi recalled that he fell down such a high staircase and felt like a stream of plasma rushing out of his body...

"It's all over, I don't remember it very much."

"Think about it again..." The little guy acted coquettishly.

Suddenly I wonder why he and Ning Baby look so similar, and whether he and Ning Xi have anything to do with each other?

Ning Xi's eyes were involuntarily wet, and his vision was blurred...

She quickly turned sideways to wipe her tears.

The little guy's curious face suddenly froze, and he swung his sleeves in a hurry to help Ning Xi wipe his tears.

"Mommy, why are you crying? I'm sorry, I'm talking too much and making you cry. Don't cry, I won't ask anymore, okay..."

"It's not your business, it's Mommy thinking about some sad things in the past."

Ning Xi sniffed and pressed the sourness in his heart.

After all, Zhan Chenye is a child less than four years old. Knowing that Ning Xi doesn't like to mention those things, he naturally won't ask any questions anymore. He hurriedly tried to make Ning Xi happy and talked about interesting things in kindergarten.

What did the teacher teach, what did he do, how many little red flowers did he get...

Ning Xi's attention was quickly shifted, but there was always a hint of sadness in his heart.

If she had been more careful at that time, would the baby not die?

...

At noon, the spicy and fragrant pot comes out.

Song Qin and Ning Xi were both excited, but Zhan Chenye was secretly entangled in his heart.

He can't eat spicy food. It was already very uncomfortable to eat a little bit last time. Tonight's Sichuan cuisine banquet was obviously better, and his beautiful little eyebrows were twisted into a ball...

"Baby, why don't you eat it?" Ning Xi picked a piece of lotus root slice for the little guy with concern.

Zhan Chenye made up his heart, squeezed out a smile, pretended to like it very much, swallowed the lotus root slices in one bite, and didn't chew them.

"I like it so much and am hesitating about which dish to eat first."

"Boy, you just like the dishes your mom cooks, and I just treat them perfunctorily, right?" Song Qin pretended to joke.

Zhan Chenye smiled: "Grandma is also delicious."

"I don't listen to your hypocritical flattery..."

In order not to let them see, Zhan Chenye ate the dishes in big mouthfuls, but he didn't dare to chew them. He slid into the esophagus with rice. Gradually, a hot heat spread from his stomach to his whole body, and his forehead was also hot sweat the size of beans, dripping down along the line of his face.

Ning Xi felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly wiped the hot sweat on his son's forehead: "Baby, are you okay?"

"I...I'm fine." The little guy said, Gulugulu and drank a full drink with a cup of water.

Ning Xi had a vague premonition in his heart, but Song Qin said indifferently: "Oh, baby is probably too anxious to eat. It's okay, just let him slow down..."

"Baby, if you feel uncomfortable, do you have to tell your mom about it?" Ning Xi was still not relieved.

As soon as the words were finished, I suddenly saw the little guy covering his mouth and spit out a few words from his mouth with difficulty: "Mommy, I...I want to vomit..."

A tender little face turned red, and her shoulders kept sobbing, as if she could vomit at any time.

Ning Xi and Song Qin were both shocked.

Ning Xi hurriedly carried the little guy to the bathroom...

"vomit--"

Lying on the absorption table, the little guy just ate all the dishes and rice that he spit out all the coefficients.

My face began to turn white.

He covered his stomach, his hands and feet could not exert force.

Ning Xi patted the little guy's back, feeling distressed and frightened. He wrung the towel and carefully wiped the oil stains on the corner of her mouth, and then hugged him and quickly went to the hospital.

The little guy gently smoothed the wrinkles between her eyebrows and said stubbornly: "I'm fine, just take a break! Sorry, mommy, I'm not wasting your intention..."

"I should say I'm the one who's sorry! If I hadn't been picking up food for you..." Thinking of this, Ning Xi couldn't help but urge the driver to get faster.

In this way, the mother and son rushed to the hospital.

Ning Xi felt very distressed when she hugged her son.

The little guy never vomited because of eating spicy hot pot before. Zhan Chenye tried hard to pull the corners of his mouth, making him look relaxed, but his pale lips still revealed her pain at the moment.

When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor gave Zhan Chenye an examination.
Chapter completed!