Four-and-a-half-year-old baby girl: My seven brothers spoiled me after I came down from the mountain

Chapter 490

Porridge couldn't figure out why he was angry, so he simply didn't think about it.

He ran over, held the door before he closed it, and pulled the person out.

"Little thin pole, don't leave."

Huo Jian turned his face and said stubbornly, without looking at her, "I'm leaving. Just leave me alone. You go and play with your brother. Why do you care about me?"

elder brother?

He was talking about Wei Xuhong.

Congee said inexplicably: "What does it have to do with brother?"

These words were like igniting a powder keg. Huo Jian's eyes widened in disbelief and said, "You're actually still protecting him!"

His voice suddenly rose an octave, "Let me go! I won't play with you anymore!"

Porridge's little face wrinkled up, she really didn't understand what he was talking about, so she couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Shougan, what have you read recently?"

Huo Jian: "..."

It's nothing, just some ancient romantic dramas like "You listen to me explain, I don't listen, I don't listen" and so on. He couldn't understand what they were doing, but he just thought it was quite lively.

While he was in a daze, Qunchu carried him to the sofa and refused to let him go, "Xiao Shougan, why did my brother and I offend you? We are friends. If you are unhappy, you just have to say it, otherwise We can’t be friends anymore.”

Hearing this, Huo Jian became anxious. He wanted to be friends with Fat Ya.

Glancing at Wei Xuhong, he pursed his lips and said aggrievedly: "You just asked him if he was eating, and you didn't even ask me. You don't care about me anymore."

It was this.

Congee said, "You will definitely not be able to eat after eating snacks for a while. In this case, your anorexia may relapse, so I didn't ask you."

That's it.

Huo Jian was stunned and his face suddenly turned red. He scratched his cheek in embarrassment and whispered, "I'm sorry, fat girl, I misunderstood."

"It's okay." Congee patted his chest generously, "I'm not angry. There's no need to say I'm sorry. My brother isn't angry either, right?"

Wei Xuhong nodded. In fact, even now, he doesn't understand why he is angry about such a trivial matter.

But he didn't say anything.

Children are a bit domineering towards their friends.

Huo Jian, especially, has the temperament of a little bully.

He pouted and said, "I am your best friend."

"Yeah, right." Congee touched his head, "Are you still angry?"

Huo Jian's hair was smoothed away by her, and he suddenly laughed, "I'm not angry anymore."

Within 2 minutes, several children started chirping and laughing again.

Yu Ze watched this scene from the kitchen and couldn't help but laugh.

Porridge is a really good-natured person. If there is any awkwardness, he will not leave it until the next day and resolve it on the spot.

As for An An, maybe it was because she lacked attention before, so even if she had something to ask for, she was unwilling to say it, but hoped that others could understand it.

Thinking about it, Yu Ze's expression became serious, and he planned to look for a book on parenting to find a solution.

He has never raised a child, but he hopes An An can be happy.

Thinking in his mind, the movements of his hands were not slow, and he moved the spoon skillfully. The aroma of the rice soon came.

Porridge couldn't help but sniff, drooling all over the floor.

Not long after, Mother Wei from the opposite side also brought a few plates of food and said enthusiastically: "Tell me what you want to eat. If it's not enough, I'll make it."

Hers and those made by Yu Ze also filled the table.

Porridge looked at it, rolled his eyes, said nothing, and ate his rice obediently with his bowl in his arms.

Both of them were very good at cooking, and the whole table was busy eating.

After eating, he asked them to sit down and Qin Ze went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

During the meal, they also learned the details of how several people knew each other.

When he learned that Qiu Zhou was going to treat Wei Hai, Yu Ze said, "Qiu Qiu's medical skills are very good, don't worry."

As he said that, he pointed to the injury on his face, "My injury used to be very deep, and even cosmetic surgery couldn't do it without leaving scars, but now it's healed." Speaking of this, Porridge also remembered it. , I quickly went over and took a closer look.

Counting the time, it's been a month.

There are some light pink marks on it because of new flesh growth. When he takes the photo, he can cover it up with a little primer.

Congee nodded with satisfaction and said, "I'll readjust the formula later, and Uncle Yu will continue using it."

"Okay." Yu Ze smiled and nodded.

Mother Wei happened to bump into him when she was throwing away garbage before, and saw his face. The wound was very deep, which was quite scary.

Unexpectedly, the medicine used to treat porridge was actually cured.

Now I have a deeper understanding of Congee’s medical skills, and I feel more at ease.

A few people were chatting, Qin Ze looked at the time and said, "I have something to do later and I have to go out."

Mother Wei understood and quickly got up and said, "Then I'll go back first. I'm going to have an operation soon. I have to stay with you in bed for a few days. I'll prepare some changes of clothes."

"it is good."

Wei Xuhong also followed, and Congee made an appointment with him to play together some time.

After sending them away and closing the door, Qi Zhou looked at Yu Ze pitifully, "Uncle Yu, is there still food? I'm not full."

Just guess it.

I didn't know she was here before, so the meals they cooked were in normal portions.

That's probably not enough to cover her head.

Hearing this, Huo Jian said strangely: "Fat girl, why didn't you say just now that you weren't full?"

Porridge scratched his head and whispered: "Auntie is too enthusiastic. I'm afraid that if she cooks for me, her family will be poor."

Thinking of her appetite, Huo Jian understood and nodded seriously.

It really is.

Fat Ya can eat so much.

"It's okay, you can eat whatever you want at my house."

"Ok!"

Congee looked at Yu Ze eagerly.

Yu Ze smiled and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to squeeze her hair. "I'm going to cook. You and An An can play for a while first."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Yu."

"You're welcome."

Yu Ze obviously knew a lot about her appetite, so he just finished half the pot of rice. He was worried that the porridge would be impatient, so he simply stir-fried a few vegetables.

After eating, Porridge leaned comfortably on the sofa, touched her bulging belly and said with satisfaction: "I'm full."

Huo Jian also smiled and touched her belly. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a sharp voice and was startled.

Just listen to that voice saying harshly: "Sister, how do you take care of mom? Look how thin mom has become!"

Immediately afterwards, other sounds followed.

Before Lunchou knew what was going on, Huo Jian pulled her to the window, lay there and looked down. He pointed at the people outside and said, "They are quarreling."

Looking at him like this, he is obviously very used to it.

Porridge also looked curiously and saw a man and a woman standing there. The woman was pushing an old man in a wheelchair.

The man looked at the woman angrily and shouted, "This is our biological mother, and you don't know how to take good care of her. Your conscience is really eaten into the dog's belly!"

The woman's face was full of exhaustion, her head was always lowered, and she didn't speak.

People around him also looked over, and there were also people lying by the window watching the fun like them.

I heard the people upstairs sighing: "Oh, this woman is not filial. I know her and listen to her mother scolding her every day."

Hearing this, Porridge's ears twitched and asked strangely: "Then why isn't he pushing the wheelchair?"

(End of this chapter)