"No need to say anything, I agree with everything you decide." Ye Lancheng's answer can be regarded as a textbook template for doting on a wife.
Tang Zheng:......
driver:……
Don’t you consider the feelings of us singles at all?
An Zhisu's eyes were bent with laughter. He kissed Jiao Jiao's forehead and said to Ye Lancheng: "A Cheng, I want to take Jiao Jiao back with me. The conditions here are too bad, and Jiao Jiao has autism. She will not be able to do anything when she gets sick."
She is willing to take injections and take medicine. This time it is the flu. If it is an emergency next time, how can she be prevented from procrastinating like this?"
"Okay." Ye Lancheng said without any objection.
An Zhisu was overjoyed and chatted with him for a few more words before hanging up the phone. Then he asked Tang Zheng to call Mu's sister-in-law and told her that Jiao Jiao had been put on an intravenous drip. The doctor said that there was nothing serious and he just needed to be hospitalized for observation for two days.
God, let her rest assured.
After that, she held Jiao Jiao with peace of mind and gave her an intravenous drip. By the time the three bottles of intravenous drip were finished, it was already late at night. Jiao Jiao's fever finally subsided and she slept very deeply. An Zhisu was also tired, so he held her on the hospital bed.
fell asleep on the bed.
When she woke up the next day, the little man in her arms had already woken up early. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at her without blinking. An Zhisu smiled tenderly at her: "Jiaojiao, good morning."
Jiao Jiao's fever probably subsided and she woke up. She didn't recognize the wrong person anymore. Her reaction was a little mild, but she wasn't angry or lost her temper. She even called out softly and softly: "Aunt An."
"Be good." An Zhisu touched her forehead and found that there was no more fever. She was relieved and said patiently and gently to Jiao Jiao: "Jiao Jiao, your mommy has gone to a far away place for something and cannot come back for the time being. Please ask Auntie
I’m here to take care of you. Don’t be sad, okay, mommy will be back when she’s done.”
Jiao Jiao nodded obediently.
An Zhisu was distressed by her good behavior, so he picked her up, put on her little shoes, and took her to wash her face and brush her teeth.
Jiao Jiao is really very well-behaved. She doesn't like to talk at all. When you talk to her, she will nod or shake her head. When she has to answer, it's only one or two words. The condition of autism has not improved.
After washing up, Tang Zheng brought them breakfast. Jiao Jiao was still sick and could only eat something light. An Zhisu peeled the eggs for her and put them in the white rice porridge, feeding her one bite at a time with a small spoon.
Jiao Jiao also ate one bite after another, finishing the entire bowl of rice porridge.
An Zhisu started to eat by herself after feeding her. She didn't eat much, just one egg and half a bowl of rice porridge.
After breakfast, the doctor came over for rounds and prescribed today's intravenous drip for Jiao Jiao. Jiao Jiao's condition required continuous intravenous drip for three days before he could be discharged.
When the nurse came in to administer the intravenous drip, Jiao Jiao was very well-behaved and neither cried nor fussed. Today, she was not allowed to be held by An Zhisu. The little person was sitting on the bed with dull eyes and dull expression, as if he was living in another world.
In a small world.
"Jiaojiao, can Auntie tell you a story?" An Zhisu remembered that Jiaojiao liked to listen to Mu Ge telling stories.
Jiao Jiao nodded.
There are no storybooks here, so An Zhisu could only take out his mobile phone to search for some fairy tales that children like to read, and then asked Jiaojiao: "Jiaojiao, do you prefer to listen to Andersen's fairy tales or Grimm's fairy tales?"
"Mr. Egg." Jiao Jiao did not choose between A and B, but gave a C answer.
But, An Zhisu doesn’t know who Mr. Dan is?
She racked her brains and thought, did Mr. Egg appear in Andersen's fairy tales or in Grimm's fairy tales?
It's a pity that I can't remember it.
So I asked without shame: "Jiaojiao, in which fairy tale is Mr. Egg the protagonist?"
Jiao Jiao shook his head.
An Zhisu:......
If you shake your head, do you mean you don’t know or you don’t want to say it?
For the first time, An Zhisu felt that her knowledge base was not enough, so she had to send a WeChat message to ask for help from her husband.
An Zhisu: A Cheng A Cheng A Cheng, the rivers and lakes come to the rescue.
Ye Lancheng:??
An Zhisu issued a soul torture: Ah Cheng, when you were a child, did you read any fairy tales in which the protagonist was called Mr. Egg?
Ye Lancheng: Not really.
An Zhisu: Don’t do it. Jiaojiao wants to hear Mr. Dan’s story, but I haven’t read it.
Ye Lancheng: Wait a moment.
A minute later, Ye Lancheng gave her an answer: Mr. Egg is not the protagonist of fairy tales, but the protagonist of children's storybooks.
An Zhisu's eyes sparkled: Ah Cheng, you are so awesome. If I ask Ah Cheng about things I know and don't know, my Ah Cheng will definitely know.
Ye Lancheng automatically ignored her rainbow fart and told her the title of the book: After the Fall.
And sent her a link to the original story.
After the Fall, after the fall.
An Zhisu:......
English story.
Ye Lancheng soon sent another message with a teasing tone: Mrs. Ye, do you need to find a Chinese version for you?
An Zhisu made an angry expression: No, no, need!
Who are you looking down on? Who is not a top student who has passed CET-6 in English?
How can I not even read an English children's story?
Unconvinced, An Zhisu opened the link with full confidence. She was going to take a look at it herself. Although she used to be good at English and had no problem with conversation, speaking was speaking, grammar was grammar, and translation was translation. If she could read
It's one thing to understand it, but another thing to be able to translate it.
This is just like reading classical Chinese. Someone asks you if you understand it. If you say you understand it, then if someone asks you to translate it into vernacular Chinese, you will be very confused and can’t translate it at all.
Three minutes later, An Zhisu was really confused.
I can say that I understand everything, but I don’t know how to translate it accurately?
It's too early to brag about your awesomeness.
An Zhisu was a little sad, but she didn't want to be laughed at by Ye Lan, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and start translating it into Chinese for Jiao Jiao to read: "Jiao Jiao, Auntie Mr. Egg you want to read has found it. Auntie will read it to you now. If you have
If you don’t understand, ask Auntie.”
Jiao Jiao nodded obediently and looked at her hopefully.
An Zhisu put his eyes back on the phone with a guilty conscience, and then started to translate.
Five minutes later, Jiao Jiao shouted: "Aunt An."
"Huh?" An Zhisu stopped first: "What didn't you understand?"
Jiao Jiao shook his head and said two words: "English."
"English?" An Zhisu didn't understand Jiao Jiao's meaning for a moment.
Tang Zheng weakly prompted: "Do you want to listen to the English version?"
Jiao Jiao immediately nodded and emphasized again: "English."
An Zhisu was surprised: "Can you understand English?"
Jiao Jiao nodded: "Yes."
An Zhisu:......
Why does it feel like my English is being crushed by a four-year-old child?
Shame on you!
An Zhisu covered her face, it was so embarrassing. Was it because her translation was so bad that she was rejected by Jiao Jiao?
Fortunately, Ye Lancheng was not here, otherwise he would have raised the corners of his lips in an evil manner, looked at her with half-smiling eyes, and looked at her as if he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Tang Zheng looked at his nose and heart, pretending that he did not exist. He had a strong desire to survive and would never let An Zhisu see that he was smiling.