Happy Lady: The black-bellied man is quick to admit it

Chapter 163 What is Your Heart (3)

Tall and tall, the person's footsteps were not very steady, but they didn't make the slightest sound from the beginning to the end.

Slowly sitting on the drum stool in front of the bed, the visitor's eyes fell on the face of the little man on the bed with tenderness, and his slender fingers gently caressed it with a hint of coolness and pity. When the little man frowned slightly, he retracted suddenly.

There was another cock crowing outside the house, the voice was low and hoarse, causing the visitor to frown slightly.

He took out a package wrapped in blue cloth from his arms and stuffed it under Rong Xinqian's pillow. The visitor sighed inaudibly before leaving with unsteady steps.

"Huh? How did this door open?" Liandong rubbed her eyes, wondering at the door that was not closed tightly.

Could it be that it was blown away by the wind?
Liandong was startled, stood up and hurried into the inner room.

The person on the bed still slept soundly and had no fever anymore, Liandong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As the saying goes, sickness comes like a mountain fall, and sickness goes like a snag.

But Liandong felt that her daughter's illness was a little strange.

The person who had recovered from the fever early on had been bedridden all the time, and always looked sleepy whenever he saw anyone. Even the doctor couldn't diagnose and treat him. He only told him to take a good rest.

"Girl, it's time to drink the medicine." Lian Dong said softly as he walked into the inner room after bringing the medicine.

There seemed to be a faint sound, but when she walked in, she found that everything in the inner room was as usual, and the thin sound disappeared, as if it was just Lonicera's auditory hallucination.

Rong Xinqian revealed a small head from under the quilt, blinked at Lonicera, saw that she was holding another bowl of black concoction in her hand, and immediately put on a pretty face.

If she had known she had recovered from her illness, she would not have pretended to be ill, but now she almost lost her sense of taste after drinking this bitter medicine.

"Lonicera, can I stop drinking?"

"No, Madam said that good medicine tastes bitter, and I must watch you drink this medicine."

"I don't think I'm feeling bad at all, so stop drinking, okay?"

Liandong only scooped up a spoonful of the medicine and handed it to Rong Xin's shallow lips, tilted his head and said, "Even if it doesn't feel bad, I still have to drink this bowl."

"..."

Rong Xin let go of the thing she was holding with her hand hidden under the quilt, and took it out directly to take the medicine bowl from Lian Dong's hand.

In her eyes, the black concoction looked like a spell to urge her to die, but Lonicera in front of the bed was still staring at her with piercing eyes, unable to do anything, Rong Xinqian simply squeezed her nose and sucked the concoction back up in the bowl. Drunk down.

After drinking a bowl of concoction, Rong Xinqian felt that life was hopeless at this time, so she lay down again, covering the quilt and said angrily: "This is the last bowl, I will never see this again tomorrow morning." Something dark!"

Liandong looked at the ball in the quilt, couldn't help chuckling, and finally promised kindly: "I won't suffer anymore tomorrow, but the girl should go out and walk around, she can't stay in the house all the time watching Those books!"

"..."

Rong Xin lightly lifted the quilt, sat up all of a sudden, and looked at Lian Dong's eyes filled with disbelief.

"When did you know about Lonicera?"

Liandong pointed to the bed, Rong Xinqian followed the direction and lowered her head, only to find that a corner of the book had been exposed by the side of the quilt.

Rong Xinqian fell silent immediately.

Yes, ever since she woke up in the morning after her high fever subsided and found the blue cloth package under the pillow, and found three brand-new notebooks from it, Rong Xinqian pretended to be sick on a whim, and wanted to rest. Hidden in the room under the banner of the banner, he happily read the storybook.

"Girl..." Liandong looked at Rong Xinqian's embarrassing expression, but still couldn't hold back her curiosity, and asked, "Girl never read these books at home before, where did these books come from now? "

Liandong thinks that she takes care of her daughter's daily life in an orderly manner, so these words appear in the book very abruptly.

"..."

(End of this chapter)