My daughter exposed my identity by driving a toy car into the sun!

Panpan raised her little face and looked at her father with a puzzled expression: "Dad, what should you do?"

"What? I'll make her some brown sugar water."

"Can I get one?"

Lu Rong curled his lips and said reluctantly, "Then I'll make some more for you."

It wasn't until Lu Rong left that Zhou Yaling kept shouting: "Oh, oh."

Panpan was suddenly at a loss.

After about ten minutes, perhaps due to the effect of the medicine or perhaps due to psychological reasons, Zhou Yaling felt that the pain in her stomach seemed to have eased.

Panpan blinked her eyes, waited for a long time, and then squeezed out a sound.

"Mom, why didn't you scream?"

"I'm really not used to it."

Zhou Yaling couldn't even speak, and could only stare at Panpan with a lifeless look.

This is Lu Rong's first time making ginger sugar soup, but it doesn't bother Lu Rong.

Zhou Yaling directly burned a large pot and fed Zhou Yaling and Panpan.

When Zhou Yaling saw her brother come in with a pot of water and several disposable water cups, she was stunned.

Such a big can of water must weigh four to five kilograms!

Lu Rong poured a bowl of ginger soup and brought it to the bedside.

"Let it cool before eating."

As he spoke, he put down the teapot in his hand to prevent Panpan from accidentally breaking the teapot.

"It seems to work well. If you like it, I will do it for you now."

Zhou Yaling heard this and said hesitantly: "Can we have some noodles, porridge or something for lunch?"

"It's okay, I'm here to see the patient."

Lu Rong joked and went downstairs to cook.

The porridge is just porridge, and there is no one to work at home.

On the bedside table, Panpan held a bowl of red sugar juice and covered her nose.

"Dad, you lied again. He said this was brown sugar water, which doesn't taste as good as brown sugar water."

Zhou Yaling reminded in a low voice: "It's ginger."

Although it had been cold for only five minutes, Panpan still couldn't help but try it.

"Be careful and don't burn yourself."

Fortunately, Lu Rong knew Panpan's temper and asked for more.

With these three layers of protection, his fingers were not affected at all.

"Whoo~"

Panpan blew lightly into the air and made a soft sound.

Suddenly, Panpan's eyes lit up, why is this food so delicious?

"Mom, you should try it too, it tastes good."

Anyway, it’s just a bowl of ginger soup, how delicious it can be.

Zhou Yaling took a sip from the tea cup. Isn't this very ordinary?

Zhou Yaling saw the little girl drinking up the bowl of ginger sugar soup in one mouthful. Zhou Yaling thought Panpan was going to continue eating, but unexpectedly, Panpan turned around and left.

In just one breath, Panpan returned again.

But a glass of water was brought to Panpan’s hand.

Zhou Yaling knows this cup very well. This is the cup that Panpan brought to class every day when she was at school.

Zhou Yaling suddenly became anxious when she saw Panpan looking like she wanted to do it herself.

This pot of water is so hot, if you get burned, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Stop, let me get it for you."

Holding a large bowl full of ginger red soup, Panpan nodded repeatedly with a satisfied look on her face.

"Then I'll go first, Mom."

Waving his hands, Panpan left without any regrets.

The pain was gone, and after drinking a lot of warm brown sugar water, Zhou Yaling felt that she slept more soundly in bed.

"Hiccup~"

Lu Rong placed a plate of food in front of the table, but heard Panpan lying in the living room watching TV, still hiccupping.

Looking back, I found Panpan holding a glass of water and drinking.

"Don't drink, dinner will be served soon." "Oh, burp~" He burped.

Panpan threw the cup in her hand to the ground and rushed to the bathroom in a hurry.

"Oh, that scared me to death."

Hearing this, Lu Rong was mentally prepared, knowing that even if Panpan was six years old, she could scare the shit out of her.

Fortunately, Panpan restrained herself.

Lu Rong walked into the kitchen carrying a bowl of porridge and half of the vegetables.

"Baymax."

"This is Zhou Yaling's gift."

……

When Zhou Yaling heard the sound coming from the door, she thought it was time for her brother to buy something for her, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Dabai.

Zhou Yaling suddenly stopped talking when she saw the food on the plate.

Is this a dish? No! This is my brother’s love for me!

However, is this too much?

How could she drink it?

Panpan sat at a table and only ordered half of the porridge.

"Dad, my stomach is full of water while I'm walking. What should I do?"

Lu Rong looked at Panpan's round belly and asked, "What should we do? There is no way."

"You ate it all yourself."

"I don't understand how delicious this ginger brown sugar soup is. I obviously made it, but I don't like it at all."

Panpan smiled awkwardly, buried her head in her meal, and said no more.

Too much alcohol is also good for the body, as it can easily make you pee your pants out of fear.

If he hadn't escaped in time, he might have died.

A six-year-old child was so frightened that he peed his pants. If word of this spread, his parents would definitely laugh at him for a long time.

If Lu Rongruo knew what Panpan was thinking at this moment, he would definitely say: "Remember it for a lifetime?"

While eating, Panpan suddenly stopped and frowned.

"What's wrong?" Lu Rong glanced at Panpan strangely. These things are normal. Why is he frowning?

Panpan quickly put Kuaizi down and rushed into the bathroom again without saying a word.

Lu Rong was glad to see that Panpan was back, and said with a smile: "I will drink more next time."

"No."

"Not always."

After the meal, Lu Rong, who was washing the dishes, inadvertently raised his head and found Zhou Yaling, with disheveled hair and a nightgown on her body, walking out of the elevator holding a washbasin.

His face also regained some rosiness.

"The millet porridge is in the rice cooker. I took it out from the refrigerator."

When Zhou Yaling heard this, she rolled her eyes angrily.

"Do you think I'm a pig?"

Zhou Yaling put all the plates and dishes away, and then walked upstairs.

I took the steamed bun away by the way, probably to warm the quilt.

"Dad, why don't you take me to the doctor?"

Lu Rong wiped the table and said with a smile: "Why are you so reluctant when I need to give you an injection?"

"Oh!" Panpan nodded: "Then mom is also afraid of injections."

How could he not be afraid? This was the first time he gave himself an injection and left behind a sequelae.

Lu Rong and Panpan were watching a horror movie.

At this moment, Zhou Yaling walked over as if nothing had happened.

"Ouch", it doesn't look like he was still in the hospital bed in the morning.

Panpan patted her father's arm and stretched out her little finger to point forward.

Following Panpan's instructions, Lu Rong found Zhou Yaling and became lively.

"that's it?"

Zhou Yaling was not afraid at all. While chewing an apple, she said casually: "It's not a big deal."

"Forget it, who said "ouch" today."

Zhou Yaling blushed, but her "Ouch" did help relieve the pain.

If he doesn't bark, he will be very uncomfortable. (End of chapter)