rural little doctor girl

Chapter 84
Lin Guyu frowned slightly, and walked directly inside.

Originally, she didn't intend to dry the quilts. If she hadn't seen the two children coming, she wouldn't have let Chi Hang take out these quilts to dry them. To be honest, she just didn't want those people to touch her mattress.

It looks cleaner, it's okay to say, but Chi Song's body is so dirty, the sister-in-law doesn't know how to help wash it properly, she doesn't even know how to wear socks, bare feet, there is so much dirt on the feet, and the bean paste will follow tonight they sleep.

When waiting for Lin Guyu to enter the room, Dou Sha, who was just watching, covered her head and cried loudly.

"What's wrong?" Lin Guyu walked quickly to Dou Sha, his hands turned red when he saw Dou Sha, and his face became even more ugly.

"Third Aunt." Chi Ming stood beside Lin Guyu with some guilt.

Lin Guyu didn't even have time to talk to Chi Ming, so he yelled outside, "Brother Chi Hang, hurry up and bring in a basin of warm water."

While waiting for Chi Hang to put warm water beside Lin Guyu, seeing that Lin Guyu's hands were covered in blood, his face changed, "What's wrong?"

Lin Guyu didn't even have time to speak now, so he frantically wiped the bean paste, the wound was on his forehead.

After wiping everything around the wound, Lin Guyu took out the golden sore medicine and carefully wiped it on.

Fortunately, the wound is not too deep, what if there is a scar left?
"Third Aunt, is Dou Sha okay?" Chi Ming stood aside, watching Lin Guyu's actions, he dared not say anything for a long time.

Lin Guyu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly picked up Dou Sha, without any expression on his face, trying to use a gentle tone, "How did Dou Sha get hurt?"

"Second cousin." Dou Sha sniffed, and looked at Lin Guyu with aggrieved eyes, "He wants my little wooden horse!"

When Chi Song heard Dou Sha's words, he raised the wooden horse in his hand, smashed it vigorously in the air a few times, got off the bed angrily, and walked away with his shoes on.

"I'm sorry." Chi Ming said aggrievedly.

"It's okay." Lin Guyu said calmly, looking at Chi Ming's appearance, he also knew that Chi Ming was very embarrassed.

Chi Song held a toy in one hand, and a little wooden horse that Dou Sha liked, and ran outside quickly.

Chi Ming looked at Chi Song worriedly, said goodbye, and chased after him.

Chi Hang walked to Dou Sha's side, looking at the wound on Dou Sha's forehead, his eyes were full of worry.

Her forehead was red, and Dou Sha sniffed her nose. The swollen face that had been slapped hadn't subsided yet, but now it was hit by the little wooden horse again.

Although it is inevitable that children will bump into each other, but deliberately snatching your own child's Trojan horse is nothing.

"I'm going to find my sister-in-law." Lin Guyu said, put the bean paste on the bed, and bent down to help him put on his shoes.

"What are you going to do?" Chi Hang looked at Lin Guyu's ugly face, and said softly, "Fortunately, Dou Sha is fine."

What do you mean by being lucky?

Lin Guyu helped Dou Sha put on his shoes, looked up at Chi Hang, and said angrily, "What if there is a scar?"

"It's inevitable that there will be such things among children." Chi Hang said cautiously, without any confidence.

"How did those bad guys come out? It's not because they lacked discipline when they were young, otherwise they wouldn't have become bad guys." Lin Guyu said, hugging Dou Sha, and looked up at Chi Hang, "If you don't say anything else, just talk about children, Dou Sha When I fell down before, I knew there was mud on my body, and I knew how to slap it."

"But."

Lin Guyu took out Dou Sha's small scarf and wrapped it around Dou Sha, then took out a loose hat and carefully put it on Dou Sha, "I'm just talking to my sister-in-law, don't think too much about it."

Without waiting for Chi Hang to speak, Lin Guyu continued, "If we bump their child, do you think sister-in-law and the others will come to settle the score?"

Chi Hang stopped talking.

Song's love for the two children can be said to be doting.

Lin Guyu went straight to the big room with Dou Sha in his arms, seeing Mrs. Song holding Chi Ming's hand and asking questions.

When Song's gaze saw Lin Guyu coming, his face changed, and he walked up to Lin Guyu with a smile on his face, "Third siblings, I heard that Chi Song's disobedient child made bean paste, is the child okay!"

Lin Guyu glanced at Chi Ming next to him, and said calmly, "Sister-in-law, let's go inside and talk."

Lin Guyu's words were neither salty nor light, and Song was a little uncertain about Lin Guyu's thoughts.

It's really cold here, but fortunately Lin Guyu put on thick clothes for Dou Sha in advance.

Song looked at how thick the bean paste was, her little face was pink and tender, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Although the room was not big, Lin Guyu sat on a small chair beside him.

One morning, when Mrs. Song came to the house, she saw the meat and eggs, and presumably came back to tell Mrs. Zhou that Mrs. Zhou went to their house to beat the autumn wind.

Regarding these things, Lin Guyu didn't think it mattered. Originally, these were belongings outside the body, so you can take some of them.

The child is cold, but their house is warm. The two children can play there whenever they go, and it's okay. After all, they are relatives.

Seeing Lin Guyu's appearance, Song was a little confused about what Lin Guyu meant.

"Sister-in-law, it's normal for children to fight, bumps and bumps are inevitable, right!" Lin Guyu looked at Song Shi with a smile, his tone was flat, as if he was saying another thing that had nothing to do with him.

Hearing what Lin Guyu said, Song smiled and nodded, "That's exactly the reason."

Now that Mrs. Song said so, the smile on Lin Guyu's face became more obvious, and he continued, "But, this kid can't just smash Dousha's head hard just to grab a toy."

As he spoke, Lin Guyu carefully took off the hat from Dou Sha's head.

At first, Dou Sha wore a hat on her head, covering all the wounds on her forehead.

Once Lin Guyu took it down this time, the scar on his forehead couldn't be more obvious.

A piece of red, blood coagulated on the surface.

The smile on Mrs. Song's face couldn't bear it anymore, and she stood aside in embarrassment.

Dou Sha sat obediently in Lin Guyu's arms.

"We are a family. If someone else's child is someone else's child, they will definitely not let it go." Lin Guyu said lightly, and raised his hand to put on Dousha's hat. "The child is young and ignorant, so you should pay more attention."

Song smiled awkwardly and said yes.

"If it's someone else, I will definitely not forgive it lightly, no matter who that person is." Lin Guyu smiled and got up and walked in front of Song Shi, "Leave the toys for the children."

"Sister-in-law, I'll go first."

With that said, Lin Guyu went out of the room directly with Dou Sha in his arms.

Song only felt a cold wind blowing around her, and inexplicably remembered what Lin Guyu did to Zhao Yang yesterday.

People like Zhao Yang were subdued twice by Lin Guyu alone.

If the first time was a coincidence, then the second time she watched Zhao Yang being beaten by Lin Guyu with no strength to fight back.

For some reason, every time Song Shi saw Lin Guyu, she felt a strange feeling. She always felt that Lin Guyu and them were not from the same world.

When he walked outside, Lin Guyu looked at Chi Ming standing in the yard restlessly, saw her coming out, and went up to meet her.

"Third Aunt." Chi Ming's eyes fell on Dou Sha in Lin Guyu's arms, and asked in a low voice, "Is my cousin alright?"

"It's nothing." Lin Guyu looked at Chi Ming's frowned brows, and couldn't help but said, "Don't worry."

Chi Ming lowered his head and whispered, "It's all my fault. If I had looked at my younger brother, I wouldn't have done it."

"It's really fine, don't worry, the injury on Dousha's head will heal in a few days." Lin Guyu looked at Chi Ming with a smile, and said to Dousha in his arms, "Why don't you call me brother?"

Dousha's round eyes looked at Chi Ming's face, and then she called out, "Big cousin."

While waiting for Lin Guyu to leave with the child, when he got home, he heard Mrs. Song cursing.

Chi Hang greeted him and looked at Lin Guyu worriedly, "Sister-in-law didn't make things difficult for you."

"No." Lin Guyu shook his head, reached out to put the bean paste on the small bench, and then took off his hat, scarf, and gloves.

"By the way, let's boil some hot water." Lin Guyu glanced at the quilt on the small bean paste bed,/the corners of his lips slightly curled up, "It's quite dirty, I'll wash it."

Chi Hang stood where he was, and only then did he understand why Lin Guyu suddenly said to dry the quilt just now, because he was afraid that his nephew would dirty the bed.

Lin Guyu looked worriedly at the scar on Dousha's head, and was a little worried, what if there was a scar?
Aloe vera, I don't know if this place has it.

"Does it still hurt?" Lin Guyu looked at Dou Sha worriedly and asked softly.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Dou Sha sat there quietly while fiddling with the toy in her hand.

This child is really unbearable to want to care about.

Chi Hang went outside, thinking about Lin Guyu's face, but couldn't figure out what to do. Hearing Chi Song's cry, he couldn't help but walked towards the big room of the Chi family.

Hearing Chi Song's heart-piercing cries, Mrs. Zhou couldn't sit still in the room, got off the bed, hugged Chi Song in her arms, and yelled at Mrs. Song, "Who told you to beat me? Grandson, if this slap doesn't hit you, don't you know it hurts?"

Song's eyes were full of tears, her lips were tightly pressed, and she stood stubbornly aside.

"What's the matter, I was wrong, you feel uncomfortable, why are you beating the child?" Mrs. Zhou yelled at Mrs. Song, and hugged Chi Song distressedly, "Good boy, does it still hurt?"

"Mother," Mrs. Song said angrily, looking at Mrs. Zhou like this, "the child did something wrong, and he should have been beaten. You didn't see how the child Dousha's forehead was beaten by him."

"How much strength can a child have?" Zhou hugged Chi Song distressedly, reached out to wipe the tears off Chi Song's face, and said indifferently, "This bean paste has been beaten, and you are still beating my grandson to make it?" What?"

"Dousha's head is all broken!" Song frowned tightly, "This child is always making trouble, and the beating is so heavy!"

"So what?" Zhou shouted word by word, his face even more ugly, "Even if he was beaten to death, so what!"

(End of this chapter)