Fu Shimi raised a smile with satisfaction. "Smart."
She looked at Aunt Zhang and said politely: "Aunt Zhang, please give me the water cup with Fu Qian, thank you."
"Oh, okay, he didn't even drink water when I gave him water before, and his voice became hoarse from crying." Aunt Zhang said distressedly.
"Is your throat feeling good?" Fu Shimi asked Fu Qian.
Fu Qian shook his head and nodded, "It's not comfortable here either."
"That's because you've been crying for too long and your brain is deprived of oxygen. Take a deep breath." Fu Shimi said, showing Fu Qian how to take a deep breath.
Fu Qian took a deep breath like Fu Shimi. After a few times, he said, "Mom, I realize I'm hungry."
Fu Shimi raised a smile, just as Aunt Zhang brought Fu Qian's small kettle over.
Fu Shimi took it and put the money on the sofa, "You drink water first, and I will get you some food. Don't cry anymore. Men bleed, sweat, but not shed tears, you know?"
"Mom, I'm still a child, not a man." Fu Qian said matter-of-factly.
"Yes, you are still little." Fu Shimi rubbed Fu Qian's little head. She went to the kitchen and passed Fu Lijun without even looking at him.
Fu Lijun frowned, not liking her attitude of turning a blind eye.
"Ask her to come to my study after cooking." Fu Lijun ordered.
As soon as Fu Shimi entered the kitchen, she saw the takeout bags in the trash can and took a deep breath to calm down her current depressed mood.
She is very confident in her cooking skills.
Fu Lijun didn't want to eat it, just because he had objections to her.
Fu Shimi wanted to ignore it, but after seeing it, her heart felt heavy.
Zuo Si came in and said, "Mr. Fu asked you to go to his study after cooking."
Fu Shimi cooked with an expressionless face. "I'm not his employee yet. I don't come and go at his command. If I don't want to go, I want to take a nap with Fu Qian in the afternoon."
"Fu Shimi, isn't the purpose of your coming back to take care of his recovery?" Zuo Si said.
"Who said that the purpose of my coming back was to take care of his recovery? I don't even know why I came back. Maybe it's because he was about to die and the plan didn't change quickly. The doctor said he couldn't die. If he knew he was dead,
No, I won't come back." Fu Shimi said.
She prepared the meal, gave Fu Qian to finish it, and slept with Fu Qian without going to the study.
Fu Lijun waited for a long time, but Fu Shimi didn't come in yet.
He looked at the time and saw that two hours had passed.
He opened the door, went out, and glanced at the living room, only Zuo Si was there.
"Where's Fu Shimi?" Fu Lijun asked.
"She slept with the child." Zuo Si returned.
Fu Lijun turned away and opened Fu Shimi's room.
She was sleeping with her child in her arms, her eyes closed.
The child was sleeping soundly, with his face pressed on the bed. Because of his fat breasts, the flesh was squeezed out. He was very cute.
Fu Lijun couldn't help but get closer and take a closer look, feeling a little cute in his heart.
His eyes naturally fell on the child's mother.
How has Fu Shimi taken care of herself in the past three years? It doesn't look like she is the mother of a two-year-old child.
Fu Shimi noticed someone pushing the door, so she closed her eyes and waited for a while. It was estimated that the person had gone out. She opened her eyes and met Fu Lijun's gaze.
She was stunned for a moment, "Do you make no sound when you walk?"
"I'm in a wheelchair and can't walk. Are you awake, or are you not asleep at all?" Fu Lijun asked.
If she said no, then she was just pretending to be asleep.
She cleared her throat, "I woke up, what's wrong?"
"Come to my study, I have something to tell you. Don't say it here, lest you wake up Fu Qian." After Fu Lijun finished speaking, he couldn't tolerate her refusal, turned around, and walked out of the room.