Because dad said.

Mengmeng has done something wrong and can't eat.

Then... Take Ji Xia and Ji Nian to eat together.

"Very painful?" there was a deep voice behind him.

Ji Mengmeng quickly wiped away her tears, looked back at Gu Shijing and asked in surprise, "how did you get out?" his hands and feet were hurt.

Gu Shijing turned to look at the harmonious scene in the yard and asked, "why don't you play with them?"

"Because I did something wrong." Ji Mengmeng sneered at herself coldly. "I fell the teacher's crystal ball, and the teacher ran home to complain angrily. My father punished me." the palm of her hand holding the pen was suddenly broken off.

The palm, which was still white and tender that morning, was now covered with red marks.

"It's OK, not heavy." Gu Shijing said lightly.

"How can it be heavy?" Ji Mengmeng was so angry. She had never been beaten by her father, and... She still carried the black pot for others.

How is it heavy? Gu Shijing thought for a moment and said, "with a very long stick, it's so big..." he drew a length and said, "you can't cry or shout pain on your back and palm. You can only bear it! You're beaten and broken, so you can only bear it..."

Ji Mengmeng looked at him suspiciously and said, "how could there be such a thing." now it's not the ancient time.

"Isn't it on TV?" Gu Shijing said lightly.

Ji Mengmeng frowned and said, "you're kidding me!" is that comparable on TV?

They hanged themselves! Is someone dead?

"Well, it's you." Gu Shijing nodded seriously, turned around and pushed the wheelchair back to the guest room.

Ji Mengmeng wrinkled her small nose and felt depressed and tight at the bottom of her heart. Who is this? She bowed her head and continued to do her homework. She didn't realize that she had relaxed a lot at the moment.

Gu Shijing returned to the room, perhaps because he felt pity for each other. He hesitated for a while, took a ointment from the table and pushed the wheelchair out again. At a glance, he saw Ji Mengmeng sleeping on the table.

The pen fell to the side, her palm spread out, and the red mark was shocking.

Gu Shijing looked at the manual and strangely put the ointment on her palm.

After taking the medicine, he looked at Ji Mengmeng thoughtfully. He was never kind-hearted and would not mind his own business, but... Maybe it was because he felt pity for her.

Ji's father came over and was stunned when he saw this scene. Instead, he was at a loss: "you..."

Gu Shijing looked at Ji Mengmeng and frowned without trace.

Father Ji noticed, his heart jumped, hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "nephew Gu, can we go out and talk?" I heard that his voice was a little afraid.

Gu Shijing nodded, put down the ointment and motioned him to lead the way.

As the sound of the wheelchair faded away, Ji Mengmeng suddenly opened her eyes and blinked suspiciously.

Nephew Gu? Does dad know the boy?

Her clear eyes looked at the uneven ointment applied on the palm, and a warm current slipped through the bottom of her heart. She felt cared. It was really good, very good! The corner of her lip involuntarily pulled out a radian.

Just then, someone outside the door called "Ji Nan!" and then two people came in.

One big and one small.

Ji Mengmeng called someone "third uncle."

Ji Fei glanced at her and smiled faintly, "Meng Meng, where's your father?"

"Upstairs."

"Oh." Ji Fei nodded.

Ji Nan, who was upstairs, came down when he heard something. Seeing that he was a little surprised, he turned to ask, "third brother, why are you here? Come in and sit down!"

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