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Xiao Bao rolled his eyes. "You're stupid. I'm not very obvious. Do you want to wipe the medicine for you? Don't move! "

Xiaoyi's eyes flashed, and he really didn't dodge again.

Xiao Bao is very serious and gently wipes the medicine on his wound bit by bit.

Xia Dong saw Xiaobao applying medicine to Xiaoyi through the inside rearview mirror, and Xiaoyi didn't struggle to resist. Her mood suddenly got better. Anyway, there are still feelings between the two children, and Xiaoyi won't be so lonely in the future.

Bailihan quickly rushed to the hospital. In summer and winter, the four of them were sitting on the bench in the corridor. The scars on Xiaoyi's face had been treated. The corners of his mouth were the most severe and red and swollen. The sleeves of both arms were rolled up high, revealing bruises.

He was distressed and angry. He controlled his anger for a long time. He asked in a calm voice, "why do you want to run away from home?"

The little wing hung his head. "I didn't run away from home. I just wanted to be quiet outside and then go home."

Be quiet! Brigham was bewildered by his mature thinking, wrung his eyebrows and said, "how did it look like this? Fighting with others? "

"Well," he was honest and pleaded guilty.

Brigham looked stern, "why fight?"

Xiaoyi looked up at him with a layer of water mist in his eyes. "They want to rob my electric car and say I have a mother and a child without a mother."

Bailihan's scolding words were all blocked, his throat was dry, summer and winter were no better, and his heart was sour.

Brigham was silent for a long time, raised his hand and touched Xiaoyi's head. "Don't fight again in the future. You don't have Mommy, but you still have daddy. Don't let daddy worry again in the future, you know?"

"Hmm" Xiaoyi nodded heavily. The tears accumulated in his eyes hit his legs and Xia Dong's heart.

"Good." Brigham held him in his arms, carefully avoided his wound and said softly, "Daddy will take you home."

Xiao Yi lay in Bai Lihan's arms and gave a low "um".

Bailihan looked at Xia Dong, "Xia Dong, I'll send Xiaoyi back first. I'm very grateful for today's business."

Xia Dong stood up and reluctantly smiled, "you're welcome. We'll go back and take good care of Xiaoyi."

The next day, Xia Dong called bailihan and asked about Xiaoyi. Bailihan's voice sounded a little low, "Xiaoyi came back last night and caught a cold."

Xia Dong hesitated for a long time, "can I go and see him?"

"Of course, I happen to have something in the morning. I can't take care of him, so please take care of him." Brigham was happy to see her get on well with Xiaoyi.

Xia Dong sent Xiaoguai and Xiaobao to her aunt's house and went to the supermarket to buy a lot of things. When she drove to Baili's house, it was already more than ten o'clock. The sun was too bright. She screwed things to the gate in sweat.

The housekeeper learned from bailihan that summer and winter were coming. He had been guarding at the door. Seeing this, he quickly welcomed her and helped her carry it, "Miss Xia, you'd better come. How did you buy so many things?"

Xia Dong smiled, "they are all fresh vegetables and fruits."

"Come on in, it's too hot outside." The housekeeper asked a servant to twist things, invited Xia Dong to come in and brought her fresh juice.

"Housekeeper, how is Xiaoyi now?"

"The young master had a high fever last night. Doctor Xu gave him a hanging needle. The fever has gone away in the morning. Now he is sleeping soundly."

"Can I go up and see him?"

"Of course, Miss Xia. This way, please." The housekeeper had long received orders from Brigham to meet her whatever summer and winter asked.

This is the first time in summer and winter to walk into the room of Xiaoyi in the villa, which is similar to the room pattern of the old house. Except that the height of the furniture is a little lower, it is arranged a bit like an adult room. Even the color of the bedding is dark, which is not like a child's room at all.

Xia dongdeng felt that Brigham was a failure as a father.

From the look on her face, the housekeeper sensed her dissatisfaction, wiped the sweat on her forehead and said, "Miss Xia, the layout of the room is actually ordered by the young master. It's a little unlike a child's room." The young master of their family is a famous little old man

"Miss Xia, I'll go down first. Take your time."

The little wings on the bed are shrunk into a small ball, which is a posture without a sense of security.

His face wore an uneasy look, his tall eyebrows frowned together, and his thin lips closed tightly, as if he were suffering in his sleep.

"Xiaoyi..." Xia Dong didn't dare to speak too loudly. He was afraid to wake him up. He whispered his name and gently stroked his eyebrows with his fingers.

"Mommy... Mommy..." he seemed to have a nightmare. Suddenly, he looked frightened and murmured, "Mommy... Don't abandon me..."

Xia Dong held his hand and whispered, "baby, Mommy is here. Mommy won't abandon you, won't abandon you..."

Xiaoyi seemed to hear her soothing voice, and her mood gradually calmed down.

Xia Dong bit her lip, pulled up some of the quilt with her other hand and covered him. When she wanted to take out her hand quietly, Xiaoyi button her body uneasily, so she had to let him hold it.

Stroking his son's hair, she sang nursery rhymes softly, and his breath slowly stabilized and fell asleep. After more than an hour, it was almost lunchtime. Xia Dong gently took out the hand held by his son and quietly walked out of the room.

At the moment she pulled out her hand, Xiaoyi woke up. When she opened her eyes, she just saw her back when she got up and left. Is she abandoning him again? The idea welled up in his mind. His chest was almost burst open. He turned his back to her and quietly shed tears.

Xia Dong stood at the door, finally took a look at the winglet and gently closed the door.

Downstairs in the kitchen, the cook was busy. When he saw Xia Dong coming in, he hurriedly said, "Miss Xia, please go out quickly. There is too much oil smoke here."

Xia Dong smiled, "give me today's lunch."

The cook was stunned, "how can this... You are a guest..."

Xia Dong grabbed the kitchen knife from him, "I'm here to take care of Xiaoyi today, not a guest."

The cook had no choice but to give her the kitchen. When he went out, he met the housekeeper. He just wanted to say something. The housekeeper "hissed" and said in a low voice, "this is agreed by the young master. Go and do something else."

The housekeeper deeply understood bailihan's thought and policy. When he came out of the kitchen in summer and winter, there was no servant in the whole villa, just like she and Xiaoyi

Although Xia Dong felt a little strange, he didn't think deeply.

Washed his hands and went upstairs to ask Xiaoyi to eat.

Xiaoyi lay on the bed with her back to the door, and she called to him softly.

She didn't go?

Xiaoyi tightened her body and pricked her ears. She heard her approaching the bed, sitting down beside him and gently stroking his hair, "Xiaoyi, get up for dinner and sleep after dinner, okay?"

His body froze and he turned to look at her. His dark eyes were full of complex emotions.

"Good boy, get up for dinner." Xia Dong picked him up from his bed and smiled softly, "shall I hold you downstairs or do you go downstairs by yourself?"

He was greedy for her arms, but he pushed her away and said coldly, "I said I didn't want to see you."

She was very hurt, but the smile on her face didn't change. "When you finish your meal, I'll leave, Xiaoyi. Don't hurt your body because you're angry with me, okay?"

He looked at her quietly, and she looked at him quietly. Finally, he turned his face away and said coldly, "I'm going out of bed."

"Well, I'll bring you the clothes." Xia Dong put him under the bed and took his coat from the dressing room for him to put on.

When he went downstairs, he walked in front of her, held his head high and walked carefully step by step.

Although vegetarian dishes accounted for most of the dinner table, they were all his favorite dishes. The sour cold fern root powder aroused his appetite at the entrance. She also cooked fragrant and sweet corn porridge, after dinner, and a small dessert - stewed double skin milk, but she only prepared a very small one, which made him not happy at all.

She seemed to know his dissatisfaction. She explained with a smile, "you are ill and shouldn't eat too full. I'll make some dessert later and put it in the refrigerator. You can eat it at night, but you can't eat too much. It's bad for your health to eat too full at night."

He glanced coldly, "well, I see. It's wordy!"

She smiled and asked him to play in the living room for a while. She cleared up the table and dishes and chopsticks. She just wanted to wash them. A maid came out of nowhere and said, "Miss Xia, I'll just wash them."

"OK, please." Xia Dong is also welcome. Go to the living room to accompany Xiao Yi.

Xiaoyi sits on the sofa, watching TV, ignoring her existence.

She took the chessboard and said, "Xiaoyi, will you play chess with me?"

He looked at her coldly. "Can you play go?"

She smiled, "of course... I won't..."

"What chess do you want to play?"

In fact, she doesn't want to play chess at all, she just wants to get closer to him

She blinked. "Gobang!"

He sneered, "boring!"

She laughed. "Oh, forget it."

He took the sunspots as if nothing had happened. "I'll take the white ones, you take the sunspots, you go first."

"Oh, good." Summer and winter lips quietly hooked up.

The mother and son fought on the small table. Black chess had a great advantage, but Xia and Dong still couldn't win Xiaoyi.

Xiaoyi mocked her, "you're so stupid. I already have three pieces here. Why don't you block me? Instead, waste your chess pieces here? "

"Xiaoyi is so clever." Xia Dong didn't feel angry at all, but praised him with a smile.

He snorted coldly, and his ears were stained with a faint pink.

After playing chess for more than an hour, Xia Dong urged Xiaoyi to finish his medicine and send him upstairs for a nap. He refused. He had slept so long in the morning and didn't want to sleep.