I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

Yu Feiwan couldn't help but sigh.

The old lady's brows and eyes were filled with sadness.

I really agree with the saying that the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds.

“When you peel off the silk and pull out the cocoon, you can always get to the bottom of things.”

Yu Feiwan stood in front of the window, looking at the rain in the sky, thinking of Lin Haihong who had not yet returned home.

"Grandma, did uncle tell me where to take my cousin?"

The tired old lady was also startled.

One thing after another, she was so busy that she forgot about it.

"I said I was going to see Wang Qinxiu."

"It stands to reason that I should have come back a long time ago."

The old lady frowned, with worry and uneasiness in her eyes.

Yu Feiwan tightened her grip, and the sound of dripping rain made her even more irritated.

The sound of rain gradually subsided, and the big yellow dog in the yard made some movement, but there was still no one knocking on the door.

Yu Feiwan walked out holding an umbrella. Step by step, the water in the courtyard rippled.

When he opened the courtyard door, he saw that thin figure, all wet, and his hair was dripping with water.

The umbrella was held on top of Lin Haihong's head to block the drizzle of rain.

"Go home first."

Yu Feiwan stretched out his hand directly, regardless of Lin Haihong's reaction.

Bitingly cold.

Yu Feiwan subconsciously tightened his grip.

I don’t know how long it took for the rain to become so cold that I couldn’t feel any warmth.

Lin Qingshan took the person away and didn't know whether to send him back exactly as he was.

The old lady waiting under the eaves was warmed by the light bulb, and her anxious eyebrows seemed to soften a little.

The old lady just sighed and didn't ask any more questions.

"Heat hot water in the pot, wash your hair, and change into clean and warm clothes."

"Grandma will make you a bowl of ginger tea to get rid of the coldness on your body."

Yu Feiwan let go of Lin Haihong and finally saw Lin Haihong's slightly swollen side face clearly through the light bulb under the eaves.

Lin Haihong lowered his head and entered the room silently.

The old lady lowered her voice and said, "Didn't you see your uncle?"

Yu Feiwan thought of the deserted alley and shook his head.

"Ugh."

"I'm afraid he's also feeling awkward."

"He and your eldest aunt were in free love. In that era, free love was rare. Most of them were introduced by matchmakers. They sat down to meet and it was finalized."

"Although he is not as clear as Hai Hong, but if you give him some time, he can think clearly."

The old lady gently rubbed Yu Feiwan's head and said warmly.

"If it's not late, don't put any psychological pressure on yourself."

Yu Feiwan lowered his head and frowned, but the expression on his face did not change much.

She has no regrets or blame herself.

She just feels sorry for Lin Haihong, who is like bamboo and orchid.

But Lin Haihong couldn't shake her determination to protect this family.

She no longer has any patience or sympathy for Wang Qinxiu, a repeat offender.

She once taught Pingping that she would never be a holy mother, and she herself would not repay kindness with kindness.

Now she only hopes that the poisonous and stupid Wang Qinxiu and the unclear Lin Qingshan can have less influence on Lin Haihong.

Lin Haihong should have a bright and promising future instead of being ruined in the hands of such parents.

Her heart is really very small.

Therefore, she paid very little attention to it.

She could not identify with Wang Qinxiu, nor could she sympathize with Lin Qingshan.

Although Lin Qingshan has a tendency to change his mind recently, it still does not mean that he has become a qualified father.

The rain has stopped, and there is a faint smell of earth and grass in the air.

Yu Feiwan took a few sniffs, and his heavy heart seemed to lighten a lot.

Well, she likes the taste.

Lin Haihong, who put on clean clothes, sat uneasily on the chair, always lowering his head, trying to hide the slap marks on his face and red and swollen eyes.

"I've seen it all, stop hiding it."

Yu Fei said coldly at night.

Lin Haihong:......

"Drink this bowl of ginger soup, otherwise it will be your turn to have a fever in the middle of the night." Yu Feiwan put the steaming, freshly made ginger soup on the table and said calmly.

His attitude and tone were the same as usual.

Lin Haihong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, as if the heavy shackles on his body were removed, allowing him to take a breath.

"Cousin."

Lin Haihong spoke timidly.

Yu Feiwan raised his eyebrows and drank spoonfuls of ginger soup from his bowl without raising his head.

"Cousin."

Lin Haihong repeated while moving his chair.

"I won't ask more about the injury on my face."

"What happened to the rain?"

"What's wrong with learning at a young age, learning self-abuse?"

"You saw with your own eyes how dangerous Pengpeng had a high fever last night and came back in the rain tonight. Do you think so too?"

Yu Feiwan knew Lin Haihong's temperament very well.

Instead of comforting her gently, it would be better to question her directly.

Lin Haihong might feel better after being blamed.

Lin Haihong had a faint smile in his eyes, and his whole body relaxed. "Cousin, have you ever said that you are very much like grandma when you train people?"

The stern tone was filled with care and concern that Zangya couldn't hide.

Yu Feiwan curled his lips, "Don't treat your cousin as an elder. If you're being lectured, you have to listen."

After all, the young boy in front of her, as solemn as the wind when not smiling, and as gentle as jade when smiling, is her uncle!

"Still laughing?"

"Are you hungry?" Yu Feiwan changed the topic, but out of the corner of his eye he inadvertently glanced at the half-covered little head outside the door.

"Yu Ping!"

After the words fell, Yu Ping walked in with a smile.

"It's not too late, cousin."

"I just came to see if my cousin had finished drinking the ginger soup and put the bowl away."

This reason sounds strange.

Yu Feiwan teased and exposed the reason for Yu Ping's nonsense, "If you are worried about my cousin, just tell me."

Yu Ping:......

Yu Ping leaned close to Yu Feiwan and said softly and coquettishly, "It's not too late to know me."

"You go on, I'll just listen and act like I don't exist."

Yu Feiwan tapped Yu Ping's forehead with his fingertips, gave half of the stool to Yu Ping, and then continued the question.

Lin Haihong nodded obediently.

Yu Feiwan clicked his tongue, one on the left and the other on the right, each one looking softer than the other.

"I've always left food for you."

"Eat early and go to bed. Don't even think about the mess."

"When you wake up tomorrow morning, it's a new day."

"By the way, you tortured yourself in the rain and missed a big event. The Dong family was struck by lightning."

"The roof is cracked."

"If you continue to torture yourself, I won't even look at the excitement."

Lin Haihong's eyes widened, another lightning strike?

His lips moved, and the guess in his heart almost blurted out.

"What's that look in your eyes?"

"Are you so surprised?"

Yu Feiwan rolled her eyes at Lin Haihong, and Yu Ping, whose eyes were rolling, raised her head and held her chest high and left the room.

……

"All right?"

"All right."

The old lady's heart dropped into her stomach.

The night finally truly returned to silence.

Yu Feiwan was woken up by being dragged hard.

go to school!

He still has to go to school!

Yu Feiwan was about to cry but had no tears. In a daze, he swallowed grass and ate a steamed bun, and was pushed out of the door like a zombie.

In this life, she does not seek to be rich and powerful, she only seeks to be able to sleep until she wakes up naturally every day.