The Peasant Wife Has a Space

With red eyes, Sun Xiaofei stood in front of Grandpa Sun's hospital bed, and then asked Zhao Xiulan, "Sister Xiulan, is my grandfather okay? Is it okay?"

Zhao Xiulan "touched" Sun Xiaofei's head and comforted, "Xiaofei, don't worry, the doctor will treat it well. I believe that grandpa will be lucky and have his own good looks and get through this test."

Sun Xiaofei's mood is very heavy now. No matter what the situation is, as long as Grandpa Sun has not woken up, Sun Xiaofei can't express his worries.

At this moment, Zhao Xiulan is helpless besides waiting and comforting Sun Xiaofei.

After all, she is not a doctor, so she has no way to heal Grandpa Sun. I can only hope that the doctors in this hospital can work harder and help Grandpa Sun heal.

It's almost noon now, Jiang Cheng said, "I'm going to the cafeteria to buy some food, let's have a meal together first. Now we're guarding Grandpa Sun, we'll have the strength when we're full, otherwise we won't be able to. Take care."

Zhao Xiulan nodded and asked Jiang Cheng to go to the cafeteria to buy food.

Although she wasn't too hungry, Sun Xiaofei was definitely hungry.

This child has been guarding Grandpa Sun these days. Not only did his eyes cry red, but he was also emaciated and haggard.

Originally, Sun Xiaofei had lost weight. After such a toss, how could his body hold up.

Zhao Xiulan was afraid that Grandpa Sun was not well, and Sun Xiaofei also fell.

Let Jiang Cheng buy some food and let Sun Xiaofei have a meal, so don't go hungry.

There were not many dishes in the hospital canteen, but Jiang Cheng bought three pork-stuffed dumplings.

"I don't think there is anything delicious in the cafeteria. The only meat dish is this pork-stuffed dumpling. Let's make do with it!"

Jiang Cheng said and handed over the dumplings.

Zhao Xiulan took a copy to Sun Xiaofei and said, "Xiaofei, come and eat some dumplings."

Sun Xiaofei had no appetite, shook his head and said to Zhao Xiulan, "Sister Xiulan, eat it, I'm not hungry."

Zhao Xiulan frowned and persuaded, "Why aren't you hungry? It's time for dinner, so I have to eat a little.

Xiaofei, you are a man and you have to protect your grandfather, so you must eat enough to be strong!

Otherwise, if you fall first, what will your grandfather do? "

Hearing what Zhao Xiulan said, Sun Xiaofei seemed to have figured it out. As a result, the dumpling in Zhao Xiulan's hand nodded heavily and said to Zhao Xiulan, "Sister Xiulan, I want to guard grandpa, I want to eat!"

After Sun Xiaofei finished speaking, he devoured the dumplings into his stomach.

Seeing Sun Xiaofei like this, Zhao Xiulan felt very distressed again.

"Xiulan, hurry up and eat it too, the dumplings won't taste good if they're cold!"

"okay!"

Zhao Xiulan nodded and started eating dumplings.

However, Zhao Xiulan's appetite was small, and she couldn't finish one dumpling, so she allocated several more to Jiangcheng's bowl.

"I can't eat so much, you help me eat!"

Jiang Cheng didn't dislike Zhao Xiulan's "saliva" at all, and stuffed it into his mouth one by one.

After eating, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but complain, "Xiulan, your appetite is too small, you can't eat just a few dumplings? You should eat more in the future, otherwise, how would you grow meat."

Zhao Xiulan felt that her current figure was just right, neither fat nor thin, very well-proportioned.

It's not good if you gain weight!

Jiang Cheng may not understand the aesthetics of women in the twenty-first world, so he likes noodles, and if he eats fat, he will be worried.