Fang Ying has a small appetite. It is difficult to digest if she eats more. She feels uncomfortable sitting and standing, and even more uncomfortable lying down.
"I'll squeeze juice for you." Ji Huai said as he looked at her walking back and forth in the living room.
"Yeah." Her eyes lit up and she nodded vigorously.
With a smile on his face, he turned and walked into the kitchen.
She was afraid that he would only milk her a little bit, so she came over to take a look.
Fang Ying stretched out her hand and leaned on the sliding door, which reminded him of when he was a child. When he learned that he returned to Pan's house, she would always hide outside and peek out her head secretly.
Pan Hua would sometimes come back with him, and would also bring Luo Qian and Luo Liang. If there were many people, she would be embarrassed to be too enthusiastic. If no one saw her, she would sneak away and hide not far away. Next to the big tree, see if he has come out.
If he didn't come out, she mustered up the courage to go find him.
Ji Huai poured the squeezed juice into a cup and walked over to hand it to her.
Her face was instantly filled with smile, and she stretched out her hands to catch it. He looked at her and said, "You haven't changed at all. You were like this every time I bought you snacks when I was a child."
"What kind?" She took a sip of the juice, "It's sour and sweet, so delicious."
Ji Huai chuckled and turned around to wash the juicer.
When she was little, she would carefully eat the snacks he gave her, and then she would arch her eyebrows and say, "It's so delicious, thank you, big brother."
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"I've finished drinking it. It tastes so good. I still want to drink it." Fang Ying broke his thoughts with her voice. She put the cup on the stove and licked the corners of her mouth.
"No more." Ji Huai took the cup and started washing it.
"Um..." the little girl drawled, and moved closer to him, resting her forehead on his back, wrapping her arms around his waist, and rubbed him coquettishly, and then rubbed him again.
He didn't respond, but the corners of his mouth curled up quietly and he continued to wash his cup.
She didn't move, just hugging him from behind.
After the cup was washed, Ji Huai pulled her hand away and turned around gently: "It's time for you to brush your teeth."
He used to buy her sweets. At that time, she had a toothache after eating. Fortunately, her teeth were still changing, so he replaced the chocolates and candies with biscuits or other snacks, and reminded her to brush her teeth every time.
Fang Ying looked at him and remembered this. She leaned forward and rested her chin on her chest: "I'll take a shower and then brush. I also want to wash my hair. Can you wash it for me?"
"If I don't wash it for you, who will wash it for you?" Ji Huai looked down at her, stretched out his hand to rub her head, "I'll put the water in, and then get the pajamas."
"Oh~~~" She let go of him obediently. Seeing that he was about to leave, she reached out and pulled the corner of his clothes. Ji Huai was restrained and had to stop.
She didn't let go, and continued to hold him, walking towards him in small steps.
"Little tail," he said.
"From now on, when I hold you, the baby will hold me and drive the train." She moved in small steps, not ashamed at all, and just liked to stick to him.
Ji Huai chuckled lightly. He didn't think she was naive. Instead, he waited patiently. If he took one step, she would take several steps.
The bathtub was filled with water, and he went to find his pajamas.
The temperature has not cooled down yet, but she is weak and has to wear long sleeves. I am afraid that she will be too hot, so I bought her some sets of thinner long pajamas. He put aside his pajamas and turned off the water in the water tank.
"The water is a bit hot." She lay down in it and told him.
"It takes a while to wash your hair. I'm afraid you might catch a cold." Ji Huai took the shower head over, patted his front, and motioned her to stand back.
It was inconvenient for her to wash her hair by herself, and he took better care of her, so he helped her wash it during this time.
Ji Huai wet her hair, squeezed the shampoo into the palm of his hand, and rubbed it on her head gently.
Fang Ying suddenly said: "Shall I cut my hair short? That way, it will be easier to take care of."
"You can keep it if you like."
"But in this case, you have to wash it for me every time." The most she can do is not wash it every other day, otherwise she will feel uncomfortable.
"Then wash." He poured some water on her hair and helped her wash the ends.
"You have to take care of me all the time. There are so many things." Fang Ying still found it troublesome, "When the month is older, it will be even more inconvenient for me."
He started to rinse her for the first time and said in a nonchalant tone: "I'm not just taking care of you now. Isn't this how you always come here? You have to worry a lot. You're used to it."
Besides, does he have anything else to do now? Just take care of them.
Hearing what he said, Fang Ying was not annoyed at all. Thinking about it carefully, it was really like this.
He was always gentle and patient, soothing her emotions time and time again when she was taking the college entrance examination; guiding her over and over again when she was confused in college; and when she was anxious about finding a job, he repeatedly analyzed her and helped her revise her resume. …
"Wash it again, it's a bit dirty." Ji Huai finished rinsing the foam, squeezed out the shampoo again, put it on her hair and rubbed it.
He washed her several times and slowly found her way out, massaging her neck and scalp. After washing, he was almost half wet.
The bathroom was slippery, and Ji Huai was worried that she would leave on her own, so he took her back to the bed and took out the hair dryer to dry her hair.
"I'll do it myself." She reached for the hair dryer and wanted to blow it herself.
"Blow dry to avoid catching a cold and getting a headache while sleeping." He worriedly warned him several times before going back to tidy up.
After Fang Ying dried her hair, she leaned on the bed and waited for him. If he didn't come, she wouldn't sleep.
She didn't want to fall asleep until he lifted the quilt and got into bed.
Fang Ying looked at him and said, "Are you tired? You've been busy all day."
When I was in the hospital, I packed my things, and when I came back I had to assemble this and that, wash clothes, cook, and take care of her.
"Tired, but there is nothing I can do about it. I have to worry about my life." Ji Huai sighed.
He was actually not tired, and he didn't feel tired.
"Worry about your life." Fang Ying's eyes dimmed, "You used to worry about others and me, but not yourself. You were often anxious to the point of insomnia."
"I will worry about you from now on." Ji Huai hugged her with one hand, pinched the tip of her nose with the other hand, then lowered his head and kissed her.
"Why?"
"Can I still worry about others? Others can't see me." When he said it, his words were filled with anxiety.
"I'm the one who worries the most, right?" Fang Ying said as she approached him.
Ji Huai put his hand on her back, helping her to move her back and coaxing her to sleep. He looked at her with dark eyes and said in a gentle tone: "You worry me the most, and you are the one I can't worry about the most."
He is also used to giving to the Luo family. As the eldest brother, he feels responsible, but it is not the same as his responsibility to her. With him gone, the Luo family will soon forget him and won't need him, but she does.
This was a fatal blow to her.
He refused to die with his eyes in peace.
The tip of Fang Ying's nose suddenly became sore, her eyes were swollen, and tears began to well up.
"The kid started crying again." Ji Huai also said, "I'll start counting tomorrow to see how many times I can cry in a day, okay?"
She pushed her little head hard into his neck and hugged him with both hands: "You are laughing at me."
The corner of Ji Huai's mouth curled up: "Why don't you let me laugh when you cry?"
"I won't let you laugh."
"Then I won't laugh." Ji Huai hugged her and continued to coax her to sleep, "Do you want to sing you a lullaby before bed? Or listen to a bedtime story?"
"Yeah, everything is fine."
He cleared his throat: "Once upon a time, there was a little crybaby..."
She knew something was wrong as soon as she heard the beginning, and she was fussing and fussing in his arms. Ji Huai's eyebrows were flying and he let her play with him, the smile on his lips not disappearing for a long time.
When the person in his arms fell asleep, he kept opening his eyes and looking at her sleeping face.
During this time, he often looked at her as if in a daze, and from time to time his eyes would fall on her protruding belly, and then he would gently cover it with his hand.
The little guy sometimes seems to be awake and kicks, which makes his heart soften.
He is a person who loves children. Whenever he sees other people's children, he can't help but be envious. If he has children, he will have a complete family with his beloved.
The two have been married for three years, but they have never had children, and they are disappointed every time. Preparing for pregnancy was also hard work. When they were pregnant with this child, they were very happy and always cautious.
He tried his best to take good care of her, and she also tried her best to take care of herself. They both waited happily for the birth of this child.
Because of his incident, the child was gone. How desperate must she have been at that time
Ji Huai stopped recalling, took a deep breath, and closed his scarlet and moist eyes.
He rarely cared about it, but this was unforgivable.
Luo family.
Luo Liang and Luo Qian seemed to be out of their minds, completely different from yesterday.
Pan Hua also woke up and was asking what was going on.
"My sister-in-law is going to file a lawsuit. She also said that her eldest brother was not dead, so she stayed with her, which scared us to death." Luo Liang's logic was confusing, but he just kept emphasizing, "Their house is too scary, and she also said that eldest brother cooked for her." , pick up food for big brother."
When Luo Qian heard this, she hugged herself and was so frightened that she cried.
Hearing that Ji Huai was really dead, Pan Hua was still a little sad, but Luo's father didn't feel anything at all. He just emphasized: "I think she is pretending to be a ghost just to scare you!"
"Really, I really saw my eldest brother." Luo Qian kept crying, "I'm scared, Mom, I'm scared."
She often bullied Ji Huai, often lying to cheat him of money, and also bullied Fang Ying behind his back and stole their money.
Because I feel guilty, I am even more scared.
"It's psychological!" Luo's father insisted, "Will the entire compensation be given to her? Not even a cent? When she gets the money, she can beat up the children, sell the house, and get married in a glorious way."
Pan Hua absolutely disagreed: "I can't possibly let her do this!"
"We encountered a situation in the elevator where the door was not closed. It was very scary and scared people to death. I won't go, let her do whatever she wants, I don't care." Luo Liang's feet are still soft now, and his face is frightened again, "There must be something. Weird, maybe the eldest brother hasn’t left yet.”
He and Luo Qian were almost scared to death yesterday. They came back without a car, so they hid in a 24-hour fast food restaurant. The two of them were so sneaky that they almost didn't get caught by the police.
Pan Hua looked at the two people being frightened and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Do you really not want such a large amount of money
She didn't want to take advantage of Fang Ying. Ji Huai is dead, Fang Ying has nothing to do with them, everything should be theirs.
Just when the family was hesitating, the Li family contacted them again.
Because the patients in the intensive care unit had no money to pay for medical bills, they had already relented and agreed to issue a letter of understanding. They only needed the Li family to help them transfer to a better hospital and let the doctor arrange the surgery.
Now only Fang Ying can let go, and Li Zhen can be released on bail and go home to celebrate the National Day.
Mother Li couldn't see her son and was worried to death. Seeing that the Luo family couldn't solve the problem even after they came forward, she offered to give them an extra 100,000 yuan so that they could quickly persuade Fang Ying to reconcile privately.
If the situation goes smoothly, Li Zhen will be able to avoid a lot of suffering.
The person was dead, and after Pan Hua regained consciousness, she naturally wanted to maximize her benefits. She seized this opportunity and wanted two hundred thousand.
Their family didn't have any savings. Ji Huai used to send her money frequently, and she also lost a lot.
Fang Ying was serious about everything, but Li's mother was afraid that they would not be greedy for money. When she heard that she had increased the price, she agreed without thinking and asked her not to tell Fang Ying not to investigate further.
After taking the money, the matter was dealt with lightly.
Luo Qian was still frightened about what happened that night and persuaded Pan Hua: "Mom, why don't you go? Brother loves her. If anything happens to her, he will be angry. I really saw him. He looked at me very coldly and got really angry."
"I'm mom, what can he do?" Pan Hua raised his voice, emboldening himself, "Now that things are like this, what else does she want to do? What can she do? An egg touches a rock. After all, that money, isn't it? Should I have a share? We have to spend money at home and outside the house, will you give it?"
Luo Qian stopped talking.
She and Luo Liang were idle. They only worked one job for less than three months. They often asked Ji Huai for money and would go to their place to eat and drink.
Give money to your family
impossible.
Although Luo Liang's heart was trembling, he was not young anymore and it was time to get married and have children. With nothing and no place to live when getting married, who would marry him
If Pan Hua gets this money, it will probably be used for him to get married and have children.
It should be okay if Pan Hua goes, right? It's not like he's going to get the money.
Luo Qian and Luo Liang would not leave even if they were killed. Pan Hua was not afraid at first, but he was really flustered when he saw them like this. He did not go immediately, but planned to make an appointment with a master to perform rituals, then get an amulet, and then go to find Fang Ying.