Chapter 2289: 2289
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Xiuer touched the red and swollen palm print on Feng Shaojin's face and asked: "uncle, your face..."
Feng Shaojin touched some hot face and coughed awkwardly, "there was a mosquito on my uncle's face just now..."
Xiuer: "isn't there a mosquito when it's too hot?
My aunt told him last time that mosquitoes would freeze to death in winter.
Feng Shaojin realized something and immediately changed her tongue: "it's not mosquitoes, it's flying insects."
Xiuer:....
Feng Shaojin holds Xiuer and turns his direction, letting him lean his back in his arms: "if Xiuer is happy with his uncle, your aunt will be happy and won't worry about you.
In this case, my aunt's health is better and faster. "
Xiuer thought about it and nodded.
Feng Shaojin, as usual, puts Xiuer in the compartment of his bedroom. Mo Jinlan is responsible for his daily life. When he is free, he teaches him boxing, darts, aiming and all the skills to defend himself.
Xiuer reads and practices calligraphy in the morning, trains her physical strength in the afternoon, and mixes with a group of rough mining men all day, gradually getting rid of her weak and clever breath.
When Xiuer was carried back to Jincheng by Chu Yunyao from the bottom of the cliff, he was brought to the camp by Mo Lingyuan for a period of time. But later, after the accident, he had a speech disorder, and some of them forgot what happened when he was younger.
In fact, the little man likes the life in the camp very much.
Xiuer's mouth is sweet and attractive, and his special status makes him live in the camp like a duck to water.
Two days later, Feng Shaojin looked at the letter in her hand and nodded with satisfaction.
The guard stood in front of him respectfully and reported: "the young lady had a good diet and regular work and rest these two days. She drank bird's nest porridge in the morning, ate more than half a bowl of white rice and less than half a bowl of soup at noon, and also in the afternoon. After reading for a while in the evening, she went to sleep."
Feng Shaojin folded the recipe, put it on the table and asked, "is she in a better mood?"
"I can't see." The guard thought for a moment and answered carefully.
Feng Shaojin chuckled and waved to let the guard go out.
Mo Lingwei is not good at talking. She is quiet and calm. She seldom gets angry and laughs. It's normal that the guards and servants can't guess what she thinks in her heart.
Feng Shaojin resisted the impulse to see her immediately, and left her out for two days before she went to see her alone.
Xiuer is not around, and Mo Lingwei lives like a year. Thinking of Feng Shaojin's threat before she leaves, Mo Lingwei dares not to do it.
Every meal is tasteless, waiting for the night to come, expecting Xiuer to come back to him the next day.
When Feng Shaojin comes to another hospital, Mo Lingwei is sitting alone at the dining table to have dinner.
Four dishes of vegetables, a small portion of vegetable soup, half a bowl of white rice.
Mo Lingwei holds the chopsticks and pokes at the white rice grains. She has no appetite at all.
When Feng Shaojin sits down opposite her, Mo Lingwei doesn't notice.
"No?" The man's low voice rang out, and by the way, he put a chopstick of vegetables into her bowl.
Mo Lingwei raised her head and her eyes seemed to be shining for a moment. But when she saw that Feng Shaojin was the only one, her face sank down: "where's Xiuer?"
"Xiuer has had a good time in the camp these days. There are so many people playing with him. The children are jumping up and down all day, and their appetite has increased. You don't have to worry." Feng Shaojin leaned over and stretched out her long finger from the opposite side, holding her chin: "Why are you still so thin?"
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Xiuer touched the red and swollen palm print on Feng Shaojin's face and asked: "uncle, your face..."
Feng Shaojin touched some hot face and coughed awkwardly, "there was a mosquito on my uncle's face just now..."
Xiuer: "isn't there a mosquito when it's too hot?
My aunt told him last time that mosquitoes would freeze to death in winter.
Feng Shaojin realized something and immediately changed her tongue: "it's not mosquitoes, it's flying insects."
Xiuer:....
Feng Shaojin holds Xiuer and turns his direction, letting him lean his back in his arms: "if Xiuer is happy with his uncle, your aunt will be happy and won't worry about you.
In this case, my aunt's health is better and faster. "
Xiuer thought about it and nodded.
Feng Shaojin, as usual, puts Xiuer in the compartment of his bedroom. Mo Jinlan is responsible for his daily life. When he is free, he teaches him boxing, darts, aiming and all the skills to defend himself.
Xiuer reads and practices calligraphy in the morning, trains her physical strength in the afternoon, and mixes with a group of rough mining men all day, gradually getting rid of her weak and clever breath.
When Xiuer was carried back to Jincheng by Chu Yunyao from the bottom of the cliff, he was brought to the camp by Mo Lingyuan for a period of time. But later, after the accident, he had a speech disorder, and some of them forgot what happened when he was younger.
In fact, the little man likes the life in the camp very much.
Xiuer's mouth is sweet and attractive, and his special status makes him live in the camp like a duck to water.
Two days later, Feng Shaojin looked at the letter in her hand and nodded with satisfaction.
The guard stood in front of him respectfully and reported: "the young lady had a good diet and regular work and rest these two days. She drank bird's nest porridge in the morning, ate more than half a bowl of white rice and less than half a bowl of soup at noon, and also in the afternoon. After reading for a while in the evening, she went to sleep."
Feng Shaojin folded the recipe, put it on the table and asked, "is she in a better mood?"
"I can't see." The guard thought for a moment and answered carefully.
Feng Shaojin chuckled and waved to let the guard go out.
Mo Lingwei is not good at talking. She is quiet and calm. She seldom gets angry and laughs. It's normal that the guards and servants can't guess what she thinks in her heart.
Feng Shaojin resisted the impulse to see her immediately, and left her out for two days before she went to see her alone.
Xiuer is not around, and Mo Lingwei lives like a year. Thinking of Feng Shaojin's threat before she leaves, Mo Lingwei dares not to do it.
Every meal is tasteless, waiting for the night to come, expecting Xiuer to come back to him the next day.
When Feng Shaojin comes to another hospital, Mo Lingwei is sitting alone at the dining table to have dinner.
Four dishes of vegetables, a small portion of vegetable soup, half a bowl of white rice.
Mo Lingwei holds the chopsticks and pokes at the white rice grains. She has no appetite at all.
When Feng Shaojin sits down opposite her, Mo Lingwei doesn't notice.
"No?" The man's low voice rang out, and by the way, he put a chopstick of vegetables into her bowl.
Mo Lingwei raised her head and her eyes seemed to be shining for a moment. But when she saw that Feng Shaojin was the only one, her face sank down: "where's Xiuer?"
"Xiuer has had a good time in the camp these days. There are so many people playing with him. The children are jumping up and down all day, and their appetite has increased. You don't have to worry." Feng Shaojin leaned over and stretched out her long finger from the opposite side, holding her chin: "Why are you still so thin?"
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Xiuer touched the red and swollen palm print on Feng Shaojin's face and asked: "uncle, your face..." Feng Shaojin touched some hot face and coughed awkwardly, "there was a mosquito on my uncle's face just now..." Xiuer: "isn't there a mosquito when it's too hot? My aunt told him last time that mosquitoes would freeze to death in winter. Feng Shaojin realized something and immediately changed her tongue: "it's not mosquitoes, it's flying insects." Xiuer:.... Feng Shaojin holds Xiuer and turns his direction, letting him lean his back in his arms: "if Xiuer is happy with his uncle, your aunt will be happy and won't worry about you. In this case, my aunt's health is better and faster. " Xiuer thought about it and nodded. Feng Shaojin, as usual, puts Xiuer in the compartment of his bedroom. Mo Jinlan is responsible for his daily life. When he is free, he teaches him boxing, darts, aiming and all the skills to defend himself. Xiuer reads and practices calligraphy in the morning, trains her physical strength in the afternoon, and mixes with a group of rough mining men all day, gradually getting rid of her weak and clever breath. When Xiuer was carried back to Jincheng by Chu Yunyao from the bottom of the cliff, he was brought to the camp by Mo Lingyuan for a period of time. But later, after the accident, he had a speech disorder, and some of them forgot what happened when he was younger. In fact, the little man likes the life in the camp very much. Xiuer's mouth is sweet and attractive, and his special status makes him live in the camp like a duck to water. Two days later, Feng Shaojin looked at the letter in her hand and nodded with satisfaction. The guard stood in front of him respectfully and reported: "the young lady had a good diet and regular work and rest these two days. She drank bird's nest porridge in the morning, ate more than half a bowl of white rice and less than half a bowl of soup at noon, and also in the afternoon. After reading for a while in the evening, she went to sleep." Feng Shaojin folded the recipe, put it on the table and asked, "is she in a better mood?" "I can't see." The guard thought for a moment and answered carefully. Feng Shaojin chuckled and waved to let the guard go out. Mo Lingwei is not good at talking. She is quiet and calm. She seldom gets angry and laughs. It's normal that the guards and servants can't guess what she thinks in her heart. Feng Shaojin resisted the impulse to see her immediately, and left her out for two days before she went to see her alone. Xiuer is not around, and Mo Lingwei lives like a year. Thinking of Feng Shaojin's threat before she leaves, Mo Lingwei dares not to do it. Every meal is tasteless, waiting for the night to come, expecting Xiuer to come back to him the next day. When Feng Shaojin comes to another hospital, Mo Lingwei is sitting alone at the dining table to have dinner. Four dishes of vegetables, a small portion of vegetable soup, half a bowl of white rice. Mo Lingwei holds the chopsticks and pokes at the white rice grains. She has no appetite at all. When Feng Shaojin sits down opposite her, Mo Lingwei doesn't notice. "No?" The man's low voice rang out, and by the way, he put a chopstick of vegetables into her bowl. Mo Lingwei raised her head and her eyes seemed to be shining for a moment. But when she saw that Feng Shaojin was the only one, her face sank down: "where's Xiuer?" "Xiuer has had a good time in the camp these days. There are so many people playing with him. The children are jumping up and down all day, and their appetite has increased. You don't have to worry." Feng Shaojin leaned over and stretched out her long finger from the opposite side, holding her chin: "Why are you still so thin?" www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
